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A yellow lab came bounding over, nearly knocking over the little girl in his efforts to lick her face and get her to play.

A voice from across the room yelled "Vincent! Not again!"

Liam blinks at the sudden arrival of the dog, and intervenes.

"Hey, boy. Calm down..."

Walt ran up and grabbed the dog by the collar and pulled him back, although he wasn't really causing any damage--just tickling the girl's face mercilessly.

"Sorry!" he said. "He just wants to play, I think."

Liam grins at him as Megan rights herself and toddles towards the dog again. She likes dogs.

"Hey there. It's okay. What's his name?"

"His name's Vincent. I'm Walt," he said.

"Good to meet you, Walt. I'm Liam."

Walt tilted his head, as if listening to something, then said, "You're Charlie's brother."

Liam blinks at that. "Yeah, I am. You know Charlie?"

Megan is sitting happily on the floor, with Vincent licking her face.

"I'm from the island, like Charlie. Me and my dad. I know Claire too, and Sawyer," Walt said. "And Locke and Boone, but they don't come here. Yet."

Liam winces.

"You were in the crash too?"

"Yeah. It was pretty scary," Walt admitted. "And then a lot bad stuff happened, with Claire. And then Charlie came back with his neck all messed up--I heard Ethan almost killed him. That was scary too."

Liam nods.

"Yeah, it was. But he's okay now, you know that, yeah?"

Walt nodded, then made that strange head-tilting gesture and blinked his eyes, saying, "Seth won't be though."

Liam gives him a long hard look, glancing sideways to make sure Megan's not listening. She isn't, too occupied with the dog.

"What makes you say that, Walt?" he asks carefully.

Walt fidgeted a bit and reached into his pockets, pulling out a little notepad and a pencil he had gotten from teh bar. He sat down on the floor and started doodling.

"Claire picked a bad babysitter," Walt said as he doodled. "And because of it, there's going to be trouuuble."

"What kind of trouble?" Liam asks tensely.

"Just trouble. Someone's coming. And when he does, there's going to be trouble," Walt said. He reflected, "It might turn out alright, but that depends on what Charlie does."

"I've been told as long as Charlie stays here, nothing can happen to Seth. Is that what you mean?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he notices Megan and Vincent wandering off. He keeps an eye on them, but lets them go - this conversation is too important to interrupt.

"Oh, that too, but this is a different thing," Walt answered, trying out variations of his name.

"Then what does he have to do?"

Walt shrugged. "I dunno."

"...Okay."

"They don't tell me everything," Walt said, eyes on his drawing. "They just sort of give me bits and pieces."

"...Who's "they", Walt?"

"My friends," Walt said simply.