I'm still working on rewrites, and I promise to have one up next week, its just been crazy around here and my writing hadn't been coming out the way that I'd wanted to follow the new ending, so I had to do a bit of plot changing. But the Frimples Rewrite is still on. :)

This story is one that popped into my mind tonight while listening to my iPod and the entire thing will be split up into three short parts that I'm doing as chapters because its easier to work them that way. They were written very late night and not sent to my beta as its just meant to be a quick one-shot of mostly Sawyer/Kate fluff. This is sort of AU as it is written from the 'real world' after the helicopter rescue as if Sawyer had never had to jump off and he was one of the survivors. The 3 years later still applies.

I'm going to try and post up all 3 "chapters" tonight.

Part 1 – The set up, background information and general cuteness.

Part 2 – I guess we could call this the mini-conflict of the fluff piece a cute-ish discussion that will lead to --

Part 3 – The part that came to me in the inspiration of the music and will be the resolution of the mini-conflict.

Disclaimer – I don't own anything but the plot idea, everything else has its respective owners and I make no money off this writing whatsoever. Trust me. Its 4:30 in the morning as I just finish part 1... I couldn't make money with it if I tried. ;)

Hope you enjoy anyways!

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Sawyer kept as still as possible against the bed, eyes locked down on Kate as she shifted a bit against his chest in her sleep, arm curled about him as they lay together in bed, the sun's rays were blocked by the dark curtains pulled over the windows, per Sawyer's request in order to avoid being woken by the morning sun ever again. He had dealt with that enough on the island, and now that they were free there were a lot of things that he was doing differently. He had sat behind her at the trial and fretted and feared over possibly losing her to the horrors of jail. That was what had brought him back to her side in the first place. When they announced her freedom he met her out back, Jack had come to and there had been that moment that had been building for three and a half years. Kate's choice.

He was only surprised to find that there was no shock in him as she gave Jack a friendly hug and told him that he was welcome to come back and see Aaron when Jack could be civil towards Sawyer and accept that she'd cut things off completely between them. She took his hand and led him back to her place and he just hadn't left since, he loved waking up next to her, either to her gentle kisses urging him to wake or to watch her sleep until Aaron came to softly knock for them on the door to come and get breakfast together. They had a strange family, but it worked.

Before he'd got together with Kate, he had made an attempt at finding Cassidy and his daughter and taking up responsibility, at least as far as an apology and a chunk of his settlement check, but he hadn't even gotten a foot in the door before Cass slammed it in his face, and he supposed that he deserved that. But when he told Kate about it, she had worked wonders, and although it was awkward, he at least got a chance to see his daughter perform at her dance recital, even if he wasn't allowed to have much of a relationship with her, only allowed to give her flowers at the recital and a chance to help out with some bills that they had fallen behind on. Cass still didn't trust him and was constantly trying to convince Kate not to either, but Kate and him seemed stable and she worked on the woman for more of a relationship, more than he deserved, he knew. Naturally he knew that he wouldn't get it from Kate's pleas, there was no denying the jealousy that Cassidy felt for every moment that Sawyer could commit to Kate, and that was what kept him from his daughter.

Sawyer's fingers swept back through her hair softly and he smiled just a bit to himself, slowly leaning his body down to kiss her forehead, he could tell by the sound of her breathing that she was close to waking on her own, and he wanted her to wake to the more peaceful scene in the morning.

"Mornin' Freckles." He drawled down into her ear and she smiled a bit, still half asleep.

"S'not mornin' yet. Can't be." She spoke, voice a bit rough in her sleep as she held him tighter, as if insisting that he fall back asleep with her and rebel against the day that lay ahead of them.

"And why couldn't it be morning yet Baby?" His fingers moved down to caress over the side of her face and down her arm. His lips found their own trail over the side of her neck.

"Too comfy." She mumbled slightly, but she was leaning into each action, clearly more awake than she had been seconds before. "An' gotta be dreaming. Feels too good."

Sawyer chuckled at her words, ducking his head down to softly place his lips against hers, smirking against her lips, his hand started to slowly trail down her side, then back up again, pulling up the silky tank that sufficed as her sleeping top along with his hand. "Can make it feel better." He assured her, speaking against her lips.

Kate moaned softly but shook her head slowly, not completely breaking the kiss, lips still pressed together, her eyes still closed. "Aaron's up soon." She reminded him slowly. "Gotta get me up earlier for morning delight James." Her eyes slowly fluttered open as she pressed her lips a bit more against his in soft, massaging kisses, eyes meeting his in a moment of peace, and his hand still brushed over her side slowly and sensually, slipping around to her stomach and inching up more, fingers tingling her skin, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps on their way to-

A knocking on the door and a muffled call for breakfast. Sawyer groaned and rolled off to the side as Kate chuckled.

"Oh, tagged out just before second base." A mock look of pain on her face as she shook her head. "So close." Leaning up on her arm and looking down towards him.

"Yeah well - wait till next inning." Pushing himself up to slide off the bed and slide some jeans on over his boxers.

"Nap time then?"

"Nap time. Its on." Moving to zip and button his fly before crossing to press his lips to hers, though there was another knock and they were both chuckling together. "We're comin'." Arm slipping about her waist to lead her out of the room.