A/N Obviously I took great liberties in this one-shot. I was inspired by another story I read. I do not own LOST or Evangeline Lilly, (sadly) Matthew Fox, nor any other LOST crew and cast.

Evangeline held the mug in her hands letting the warmth spread on her palms. Hawai'i was never cold, but it was a little chilly this morning as she sat on the back porch watching the sun rise over the beach. It was one of her favorite things to do on the days she didn't have to worry about rushing over to production for hair and make-up. She had the next two weeks off thanks to Henry. The Desmond episode didn't feature her or Matthew, so they were free for now. Though there were production rumors of promo shots next week for them both.

She watched the sun rise and listened to the calm of the ocean waves lapping against the sand so close to her beach house. She couldn't imagine anything making her life more perfect at the moment. Unconsciously she felt her eyes fall to her a particular finger on her left hand. It felt weird being one of the few cast members without a family. While it was fun to joke with Josh, she knew he went home to his wife while she crashed with two girls like a college dorm. It wasn't like she expected Dom to propose any time soon, but…

A knock interrupted her thoughts and she padded back through the house, setting the mug on the bar as she passed. Pulling her sweatshirt back in place, she opened the door cautiously. Her caution disappeared as soon as she saw Matthew's face staring back at her.

"Hey," she said with a smile as she opened the door wider, "Come on in,"

"Thanks," he said, his face smiling wide too.

"Coffee or water?" she asked, "Sorry, I don't really have much. I should probably do some shopping today," she muttered to herself.

He plopped himself on the couch, "Uh, coffee would be fine, thanks."

She moved into the kitchen and busied herself finding a mug and pulling out the milk. Smiling at the fact that she knew exactly how he drank his coffee, she turned so he wouldn't see her stupid grin.

"So what are you planning to do with your days off?" he asked.

"I don't know," she said as she moved into the living room area, "Claudia's already gone ashore because she's off schedule for three weeks. I was thinking of going to California, but I don't know if I want to waste the effort."

Matthew laughed.

"I don't know. What are you doing? Is Margherita here?"

He shook his head, "Nah, they went back to California last week and will be there till next Thursday. I haven't decided if I'm just going to relax here or do what."

"The effort right?" she laughed as she leaned back in her chair.

"Exactly," he said as he took a drink.

"Someone mentioned promo shots next week sometime, but I don't know if they're serious or not."

They sat in silence a few seconds before Matthew started in, "What about Dom, are you two doing anything?"

Evangeline fought the urge to roll her eyes, "No, I don't think so. He's on set with Henry for a while."

"Oh, right," he said with a smile.

"Actually," she said as she stood up, "Em was talking about this place on Kailua Bay where you can go kayaking. It sounded fun."

She set her empty mug in the sink, calling back to Matthew in the other room, "It might be worth checking out. I don't know though. Dom might want to go which means I'll have to wait at least a month. I'll probably just end up going shopping for groceries today."

"Doesn't sound as fun," he called back.

"I know," she began washing the mug out and set it on the counter before turning back around.

Matthew was leaning on the bar, watching her with a smile. She could barely admit to herself that every time he flashed his smile and his eyes crinkled at the side that her heart did a little flutter that it never did with Dominic. Even Josh, who's hunky body was the object of every wandering eye on set didn't make her as nervous as Matthew did. Maybe the difference, she tried to convince herself, was the brotherly feeling from Josh as opposed to the heat she felt with Matthew. It wasn't just the girly desire that made her think maybe Matthew felt a little something too; a girl knows when a girl knows.

"What?" he said with eyebrows raised.

Only then did she realize she had been staring at him intently.

"Nothing," she said trying to brush it off with a smile.

"What?" he said more insistently, laughing lightly.

She moved to the other side of the bar and tried to put on the most innocent face she could, "Nothing."

He laughed loudly this time and she moved over to his side, looking at his t-shirt before gaining the courage to look up at his face. She couldn't help but recall the on screen kiss they had shared. If only he wasn't so damn good looking.

His smile faded as he looked down at her face.

"Well," she said clearing her throat, "I'm going to go ahead and run to the store. Want to come?"

"Sure," he said backing away towards the open glass door.

"Just let me change. It'll only be a sec," she headed towards her room, "Make yourself at home."

She hurried into her bedroom and straight into the bathroom. Grabbing a tank-top and shorts, she put them on and slid a light jacket over it before wrapping her hair in a loose bun. She didn't want to waste time on make-up so she put some powder and lip gloss on quickly before giving herself one quick look over in the mirror.

Her sandals were on the balcony so she walked back through the living room to grab them. Matthew was sitting on the couch watching the t.v.

"That was quick," he said as he turned the television off.

She smiled as she grabbed her shoes and slid them on.

"Ready?" she said as she looked around for her purse.

"Evi," Matthew said as he stood up.

The knot in her stomach grew as she knew what was coming.

"Ready?" she asked again, forcing the smile on her face.

He watched her for a few seconds, his dark eyes more a mystery than ever.

"Yeah," he said finally with a sigh, "Yeah I am."

"Great."

She smiled again as she made her way to the door and he followed as though nothing had passed between them.