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Chapter 4

"Ana's afraid."

"I'll call you." Sawyer assured her firmly and she sent him a smile. "I'll call you."

Two weeks later

"Hey, watch out, baby… you're gonna hurt yourself!"

"Aaron!"

"Zack, slow down!"

"It Aaron, mommy! Come on! Aaron here!"

"I'm coming down, honey. Please, slow down now!"

The boy didn't listen and started running down the stairs even faster. Ana groaned in resigned voice, praying for him not to slip. When she made her way to the door, he was already jumping and fighting to reach the handle. She laughed at this and approached him.

"Calm yourself, Zack." Ana told him softly, as she picked him up. She knew, that it was Claire with Aaron, but a part of her wanted to believe, that it was someone else…

"Hey, Ana." The Blonde girl greeted her and entered, carrying a smiling boy.

"Aaron!" Zack exclaimed and Claire smiled down at him.

"Hello yourself!" And with that she put her son down, so that the boys could go play. Aaron barely managed to smile, as he was already dragging off to the other room by excited Zack. Ana shook her head, smirking after kids.

"Hey, Claire." The Latina said, hugging the Australian girl. "Let's go to the kitchen…"

Later

"And you let him leave!?"

"Well…" Ana frowned, before adding: "… yeah."

"Oh, stupid…" Claire sighed, making her friend scoff "Why'd you do that?"

"What!? Claire, you know, as well as I do, what he did to me and Zack!"

"Yes, but you know, as well as I do, that you need him."

"I do not!"

"Oh yeah? Then why did you give him your number and let him come visit you?"

"Because he wanted to! And I'm not about to forbid him see Zack."

"Why not?"

"Because he is his father!"

"Some father he is…"

Ana looked away, wanting to deny it, but knowing, that it was true…

"It doesn't make any difference… he's still his dad. I'm not gonna take Zack his father away…"

"But it wasn't your fault, that he didn't have him in the first place…"

"I know!" she groaned "Claire, I don't get you… First, you call me stupid for letting him leave and then you blame me for letting him be Zack's dad for once!"

"Wow… you're pregnant again or what? Calm down… I'm just surprised and I don't know, what I'm supposed to think about this, that's all…"

"Oh, groovy… Join the club…" Ana replied sarcastically and Claire rolled her eyes.

"I know, why you like him so much. You both are so alike!"

"What?" the Latina questioned, frowning. The Blonde just smirked devilishly and didn't say anything, making Ana piss off even more.

"First of all, I do not like him. Second, we're not alike at all and lastly..." she scoffed, wearing a shocked expression on her face"… what!?"

Claire laughed, shaking her head in amusement. They were alike…

The most lonely people on this world… How could they not find each other?

"Whatever, Mamacita…" Ana growled, making her friend laugh even harder. The Latina realized, how it had to sound, like Sawyer and quickly decided to shut up and change the subject.

"So… how's Charlie doing?" she asked nonchalantly, rubbing her thighs nervously.

"Uh, uh… Nice try." Claire drawled with a mischievous smirk on her face "We were talkin' about you and Sawyer, my dear friend."

"There's no me and Sawyer!" Ana blurted out, furious. "There was never me and him!"

"Really now? Never?"

The Latina opened her mouth wordlessly, searching for an answer, that eventually she didn't come up with.

Flashback

"Hey."

Ana looked up and a soft smile appeared on her pale and tired face.

"Hey…"

He entered the bedroom and took a place just beside her on a bunk bed.

"How you doin'?" he breathed, as soon as he sat down. She shrugged a little, looking away for a second, before her eyes connected with his once again.

"So they're gone? After Michael?"

"Yes, they are."

Ana nodded and sighed heavily. She tried to pull herself up, but it ended up with her falling back down and hissing in pain.

"I'll help you." He stated and moved to wrap his arm around her shoulders tenderly and help her sit up.

"You all right?"

"Yeah…" Ana assured him and leaned back against the wall. "I… I just wanted to thank you…"

"For what?" he asked, frowning and pulling back from her.

"For staying here with me."

"You're welcome, Ana. I couldn't leave you here all alone, now could I?"

She smiled sadly and shook her head.

"I guess you couldn't." she responded, looking away once again, feeling uncomfortable. "They're okay, aren't they?"

He narrowed his eyes at her and after a while snorted, making her stare at him with rose eyebrows.

"What?"

"You know… you don't have to do this."

"Do what?"

"If they are okay... You can simply ask if he is okay."

She was staring at him long and hard, before glaring and rolling her eyes.

"And for your information… I'm sure Sawyer's all right."

Ana bit her lip with confusion, before nodding and letting out a slight sigh.

"I'm sorry, Jack…" she said softly "I really am."

The doctor sent her a sad and hurt look and nodded unmeantly.

"Yeah… I am too." He stated, before smiling "Well I guess we have one thing settled down at least…"

"I'd wanna believe we have, but I don't think we do."

"What do you mean?"
"I just… I don't think he cares. I think he's still after that brunette girl."

"Kate?"

"Yeah, whatever…"

Jack smirked a little, shaking his head in disagreement.

"Ana… I've seen him look at you… The way he behaves, when you're around him, it's just… not like him…He's a completely different guy now… With Kate it was just lust… With you it's lust and something way, way more."

She closed her eyes briefly, before opening them again and staring down at her hands.

"You think?"

"I'm sure!" Jack laughed and patted her shoulder friendly. "He's crazy about you!"

The Latina rolled her eyes, smirking and eventually laughed herself.

"What makes you think that?"

Now it was Jack's turn to scoff.

"Uh… maybe the fact, that he threatened me to look after you or else he'll crush a mango on my head, when he comes back."

Ana chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief and sending him an amused look.

"And besides… he'll be ba--" Jack didn't even manage to finish his sentence, when a blonde, smirking Southerner showed up in a doorway.

"Well, well!" he drawled in his famous accent "When I said you were supposed to look after my Chica, I didn't mean hitting on her, Hero."

Jack glared at him and Ana opened her mouth wordlessly, staring at him in amazement. Sawyer returned their shocked looks (well Jack's shocked glare at that matter) and shrugged.

"What? I just changed my mind. Decided to turn back, coz a fiery Rambina over here needs me more, than some brigade of fanatics over there."

The doctor rolled his eyes, smirking, while Ana was still staring at the Blonde man with surprise. Jack looked at her and then nodded to himself and walked off, patting Sawyer's shoulder with a wink by the way. The Southerner frowned and watched him leave before his eyes found hers.

"You came back… just like that?" Ana finally managed to choke out a quiet question.

"Yeah, I did…" Sawyer stated proudly.

"What for?"

He narrowed his eyes a little at this and then approached her slowly, staring at her all the time. He finally made his way to the bunk bed and sat down, facing her.

"How you feelin'?"

"Good…" she replied, frowning "You didn't answer my question."

Sawyer smiled a little, before leaning in closer to her and pecking her lips softly, as if it was normal. Then he pulled back, wearing a triumphant smirk on his face. She blinked quickly and sent him a questioning look.

"Freckles, Osama and Mr. Clean are gonna take care of Mickey… I've got someone else to take care of now." he announced, making her grin truly for the first time, since the accident. He returned it and then leaned in closer again, catching her lips in a passionate kiss, which she didn't resist.

The End of flashback

Claire was still staring at her with a mischievous smirk on her face, knowing that her question hit home, while Ana was searching in her mind for something to reply. But the truth was: there was nothing to respond with.

Suddenly, fortunately for Ana, the telephone rang. She sighed in relief and walked out of the kitchen to get it. She actually kind of hoped it would be--

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's me…"

"Hi…" Ana breathed, rolling her eyes.

"You sound to be surprised."

"That'd be, coz I am."

"I said I'd call."

"Yeah, I know…"

"So how's Zack?"

"Okay."

"Good… What about you?"

"I'm livin'…"

"Uh-huh… great."

"Yeah…"

"Well, I gotta go, but I'll call you again real soon, okay?"

"Yeah, whatever…"

"Don't do this, Ana."

"Don't do exactly what, Danny?"

The man let out a heavy breath, probably expecting that kind of conversation with her.

"Never mind… I'll call you soon. Take care."

"Later." Ana said, rolling her eyes again and turned back to the kitchen.

"Soooo? Who was that?" Claire asked her, as soon as she showed up in a doorway.

"Danny…" the Latina responded briefly, sitting down on a chair.

"I thought you were done with him."

"I am done with him."

"So what's he callin' for?"

"Ask him, not me. I don't give a shit about that scumbag."

"Yeah, I know…"

Ana looked away, letting out a slight sigh and staring at the wall in front of her.

"You thought it was him, huh?"

She turned to look at Claire, frowning.

"Sawyer…"

Ana didn't reply, just shook her head.

"He's not gonna call."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because, I know. He's not gonna call."

"And I think you're wrong. Besides, you need to give him some time…"

"Some time? Some time? He's had almost three years to think everything out. If he wasn't ready for this shit, then why'd he come in the first place?"

"Ask him, not me." Claire echoed Ana's previous words "Be patient… I am sure he'll call you. Damn, Ana, he told you something, didn't he?"

"What do ya mean?"

Claire let out a heavy sigh.

"He loves you." She said "He will come back."

Ana licked her lips and looked away.

"They always come back."

Later

"Are you completely sure about this?"

"Dammit, how many times do I have to repeat this, before you finally believe me, huh?"

"I'm just worried. Don't want to be intrusive…"

"Ana, it's okay! I'll be fine. Don't worry. Besides, it's not the first time I'm taking him, is it?"

"Nah… you're right. I'm overreactin'…" And with that she squatted to face Zack. "Baby… I want you to stay close to aunt Claire, as usual, okay? And I want you to listen to her, all right?"

"Yes… mommy." The boy mumbled softly. Ana smiled, sighing heavily.

"Okay then…. I love you."

"Love you too, mommy."

She gave him a bear hug, stroking his blonde hair with her hand.

"Watch yourself, okay?"

Zack nodded against her neck and she finally let him go.

"Please, be careful." She told Claire.

"Relax! I'm taking him home with me. Charlie's gonna be there, as well. You have nothing to be worried about."

"Yeah, I know, but…--"

"No buts!" Claire snapped playfully and then noticed the state she was in and put a hand on her shoulder "Everything's gonna be okay… I promise I'll take care of Zack."

Ana nodded and eventually smiled.

"Be careful."

"I will." Claire breathed, rolling her eyes "Take your time, Ana… You deserve it."

"Yeah…You've got everythin'?"

"Uh.. let's see… nappies, toys, the jimjams, milk, petals and his favourite Mickey mouse!"

The Latina smirked, shaking her head with a laugh.

"I'll call you, when he's ready to leave."

"Yeah, okay."

"Bye."

"See ya."

Ana closed the door, not really knowing, why the hell she was so concerned. Claire's been taking Zack away hundreds time before…

The telephone rang again, tearing her out of her thoughts. She flinched with surprise and picked it up.

"Yeah?"

Nobody replied.

"Hello?"

Silence…

Ana groaned with rage, not in mood for that kind of jokes.

"Listen, moron… I know you think it's funny, but it's not. So why don't you just--?"

"Chica?"

Her eyes widened and she blushed fierily.

"Sawyer?"

"Yeah, it's me."

"Hi…" she breathed softly, stroking her hair nervously.

"Hey…" he responded sunnily and she knew he was smiling. "How you doin'?"

"Good… You?"

"Too." Sawyer said "And how's Zack?"

"He's all right… He's out with Claire and Aaron now."

"So you keep in touch with Mamacita and old Chuckie boy, huh?"

Ana rolled her eyes, smirking.

"Yeah, I do."

"Awesome. It'd be great to see them again."

"Oh really?" she questioned suspiciously. "Since when you're such a sensitive guy?"

"Hey, I ain't sensitive!"

She laughed briefly, shaking her head in amusement. There was a silence for a while… and then--

"Wanna go out for a dinner?"

That's what she's been waiting to hear.

Later

A knocking ringed out and Ana let out a heavy breath and took one more look in the mirror. She rolled her eyes at this. It just was unlike her to do things like that. Usually, she didn't care that much about her look.

She approached the door and stroked her hair, before opening it. Sawyer stood there, looking, as if he was just checking his hair himself. When the door was opened, he looked up and smiled at her sight.

"Hey."

Ana sized him up quickly and smirked. Believe it or not… he looked hot. To be honest, when doesn't he look hot?

"Hey there."

His grin widened, as he titled his head to a side.

"You're ready?"

She nodded surely and saw him size her up. She cleared her throat and he smirked and looked back up at her, but didn't say anything. She could tell he was… kind of nervous.

"I guess you just like that skirt of mine, huh?" Ana questioned sarcastically. "And I bet it has nothing to do with you checking me out again."

"Let's go then." Sawyer said, instea of answering and waved his hand in the direction of the corridor. She smirked and reached for her keys.

Later

"So where are we goin'?"

"You'll see, Lucy."

"Why don't you just tell me right away?"

"Because." Sawyer replied briefly, glancing at her with a smirk "Besides… we're already here."

Ana looked around and spotted a very nice looking club across the street.

"Not bad…" she commented and he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, well… it's one of the best clubs in town, Chica."

"How's it possible I don't know anythin' about this place?"

"Ask yourself that question."

"Hey, Ana? Why don't you know this club?" she questioned, frowning "Hmm… let's think. I was too busy with my son at home to go out anywhere… Maybe, that's why."

Sawyer raised his eyebrows and she shook her head, chuckling.

"Lighten up, Cowboy. I'm not rubbing it in your face."

He let out a heavy sigh in relief and nodded slowly.

"Okay… So let's go."

They walked inside the club and Ana looked around, liking the place. He led her to a table and they took their chairs, opposite one another. A waiter approached them and took their orders. Suddenly a resounding voice ringed out and they turned their heads to look at some dark-haired man, who came up on the scene.

"Good evening, everybody!" he sang to the microphone "Let the party begin!"

Ana glanced at Sawyer.

"What is this about?"

He sent her an amused look and smiled.

"It's a Karaoke Club, Chica."

"No kiddin'…"

"I'm dead serious about it, Lulu." He responded with a laugh "What? You don't like it here?"

"No, I love it…" she protested and he grinned. She smiled back and looked away, having a weird feeling. He was keep staring at her and she started feeling uncomfortable…, being afraid of where it may take them. She was such a sensitive girl these days… Scared of what might happen every second. She just didn't want to make the same mistakes twice…

Flashback

"No, you didn't!"

"Yeah, I did."

"Are you serious!?"

"Like a heart attack!"

Ana opened her mouth wordlessly and then laughed happily, throwing herself at the surprised Southerner. His eyes widened, but he just hugged her back, chuckling at her reaction.

"Watch yourself, Chica!"

"God, thank you, thank you, thank you!" she mumbled, arms wrapped around his waist, face buried in the crook of his neck.

"It's not a big deal, hun." he said, stroking her back. She snorted and then looked up, but not letting go of him.

"You have no idea, how much I need to get out of here!" Ana announced, grinning happily. He smiled back at her, shaking his head. He had convinced Jack to let her leave the hatch. That's all. He had promised to take care of her well and eventually after few hours of non stop talking, Jack said yes.

He had done it for her, because he could not watch her scream in her nightmares anymore. Everything in the hatch reminded her of what had happened. She couldn't sleep without waking up with a yell. And Sawyer knew he had to help her get out of here.

"I think I do." He protested, staring down at her. She grinned wider and leaned up, pecking his lips softly.

"Thank you…." She repeated once again and he smiled softly.

"You're welcome". Sawyer stated, putting his hand on the back of her head and forcing her to rest it against his chest. "You're welcome…" he sighed softly, breathing in her hair.

The next day

He went to the beach to clean up her shelter and take care of stuff and then he was going back to the hatch to get her and help her come back, where she wanted to.

Sawyer entered the hatch, feeling actually quite different that day. Something was wrong and he was about to find out, what it was.

He noticed that Ana's bed was empty and he started worrying.

"Lulu!?" he called with concern in his voice "Hey, Lucy!"

He found her in the bathroom, hanging above the toilet. He grabbed her into a hug, trying to make her feel better.

"Shh… it's gonna be okay."

"Sawyer…" she breathed, her voice shaking, her eyes staring blankly at the wall in front of her as she whispered quietly:

"I think… I think I'm pregnant."

He froze.

He pulled away from her.

He ran through the door…

… and she was left alone… well not alone… She had her tears and the worst memories with her…

The End of flashback

"I trusted you once…" Ana began speaking to break the silence. Sawyer's expression softened, as he looked away, ashamed and aware of what she was about to say. "I just want to know if… if I can trust you again." she finished and their eyes connected for a brief moment, before he dropped his gaze, swallowing hard. She was keep staring at him, waiting for an answer.

God, she just wanted to stop being so fucking scared!

He still didn't say anything and she was afraid, that he wouldn't give her an answer at all, but after several heavy minutes Sawyer looked up, sending her a sad gaze.

"I wish I could turn back the time, but I can't. And I know you probably won't ever forgive me, but I want you to know, that I never meant to hurt you. And I realize, that it's not an excuse, but everything I did… I did it for you… I just believed it was for the best."

Ana was thinking intensively about the things he was saying. She had no idea, what to reply. It wasn't the answer, that she was expecting.

Sawyer continued to have a staring contest with her. She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but suddenly the dark-haired man came up on the scene again.

"All right! That was great!" he exclaimed "And the next song is gonna be sung by a special guest tonight! Applause for one of the survivors of flight 815: James Ford!"

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. Been busy with life… :P

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