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[the_cop]

Ray had woken from his Yukon dream to find himself naked, hungry, achy, and dressed in an apron that said "Kiss me, I'm Irish." Fucking Vecchio. It was bad enough that Vecchio had seen him naked (and probably felt him up, perv), but he had taken care of Ray's body which meant Ray owed him. Ray did not want to owe Vecchio

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[billtallent]

Billy was in the jungle, slumped back against a tree trunk, which was pretty fucking uncomfortable really. The thing he'd stolen from the compound was tucked into the waistband of his pants, digging into the small of his back. But Billy ignored it, because if he stopped leaning he was pretty sure he'd just topple right the fuck over.

Maybe Sookie had been right, maybe going out now had been a bad idea. But he had to find Stewie.

He'd find Stewie and then ... well, who knew what. He had a fucking eternity here, didn't he?

Billy was just starting to push away from the tree to start looking again when he heard someone coming towards him. When he saw who it was, he snorted. Another reason to think this place was just another hallucination.

"If it ain't the ugly motherfucker."

[the_cop]

Ray gave a snort of his own.

"We can't all be as sexy as you, Billy." He cracked a smile and moved to help Billy up, mentally checking him off the list.

"You okay?" Ray asked, head tilted, studying Billy's face. Billy didn't seem himself, and this wasn't exactly a normal hangout spot.

[billtallent]

"Fucking peachy." Billy adjusted his hat a little, tilting it off his face. "And you?"

Hey, Kowalski, happen to see a fucking *baby* around here? Maybe as a Raptor-tizer?

Billy snickered a bit to himself.

[the_cop]

"I'm good. I just got back from Canada." So his body hadn't left the island, it still felt way too real to be just a dream. Not to mention the shared memories. Ray supposed he'd start thinking of it as an out of body vacation or something. More island magic voodoo hocus-pocus stuff.

"What the hell are you doing out here?"

[island_anne]

"Oh, Ray!" said Anne, rushing right at him the moment she spotted him. She'd heard that some people had started to awaken from their strange and troubling sleeping state, but so far she hadn't seen anyone she knew. "Ray! Oh, you have no idea how glad I am to see you! I was so very worried about you, and it's such a weight off my heart to see you standing here and looking all right again. You are all right, aren't you? Is there anything I can do for you? Oh, it was so very terrible."

[the_cop]

Ray stared at Anne blankly, and then in disbelief. She had been worried about him? He grinned stupidly. "I feel like I got...like I got some mixture of a hangover and the flu, but yeah, I'm okay." He patted her lightly on the shoulder, his grin softening to an affectionate smile. "Sorry you had to go through it, though. Is everybody else waking up? I'm just now getting around to check things out."

[island_anne]

"I don't know if everybody is waking up," said Anne, "but a lot of people certainly are, and the fog's lifting, and oh, even though it's a dreary day I feel like the sun is shining upon me, it's so warm and bright. You should drink some water, that's what everyone else is doing and it seems to be doing some good. The other Ray said he was taking care of you, but there's only so much that a person can do when the others are all sleeping so very soundly."

[the_cop]

Ray's eyes widened as he tried to follow all that. His smile faltered. "You didn't...er, see me, while I was out of it? Did you?" He was going to kill Vecchio for dressing him in the apron.