A/N A little later than I planned on this coming out. I had the first half written and then I just couldn't get to writing the second half. That probably had to do with the fact that I have been ridiculously sick for the past week. I figured I would have plenty of time to write but I was so sick that I couldn't. But now it's finally here and I am pretty pleased with the drama in this particular one. Enjoy it :)

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Ralph and Savannah walked hand and hand down the beach the next day after they took a short walk to do some talking. It was rather strange, Savannah thought, that they were engaging in such a sweet and romantic gesture in the middle of the island they were deserted on where civility was in slow decline. It was so opposite of everything that was going on at the time.

Her thoughts, already on the topic of possible savagery, came to Jack. She wondered how he would react if he saw the two of them, walking close together, engaged in a deep conversation with their fingers entwined. She was scared of what would happen and hoped he was deep in the forest having his own pity party instead of watching them. The only reason he was mad was because he thought Ralph had won the battle for her love. She had wanted to go run after him and tell him he was wrong and that she still liked him. Except that now, he was right.

Although, Savannah was uncertain if Ralph really did win. She still felt for Jack. In fact, though she would never dare tell Ralph, she still liked Jack as much as she liked Ralph. The only reason she was leaning more toward Ralph at the moment was because he was the first to initiate something. Savannah figured it had been a first come, first serve situation. While Jack was sulking and mad at her, Ralph was kissing her. Any sane girl would have done the same as she.

Still, she couldn't help but feel guilty. She didn't want Jack to know about her and Ralph, even though she knew it was inevitable in their small group, but she still also didn't want him mad at her and therefore knew she would have to find him and talk to him.

As they neared their camp, Savannah squeezed Ralph's hand and said, "I have to talk to Jack, you know."

"About us?" he asked calmly, despite the mention of his foe.

"Well I want to try and make him less angry with me. If I told him, he'd get even angrier with me. And you know exactly why."

"Yeah, I do," Ralph bitterly said through gritted teeth. His calmness had dissolved as quickly as it came.

"I just need to discuss his anger issues and hopefully straighten things out between us." Savannah noticed Ralph's hesitant expression. "Don't worry. I chose you, remember?" She said sweetly before lightly pecking his cheek and continuing into camp. She felt a twinge of guilt surge through her after doing this. She knew that technically she hadn't chosen him, but he chose her. Her mind was still conflicted.

At the camp, there was no sign of Jack. Other bigun hunters were scattered about which meant that they weren't out hunting. Savannah spotted Roger and figured he had to know where Jack was. "Hey! Roger!" she shouted as she let go of Ralph's hand and ran over to the dark-eyed boy.

"What do you want?" he asked, not bothering to even turn and look at her.

"Where's Jack?"

"Why do you even care?" he asked bitterly. Obviously Roger was Jack's main confidant and was aware of what was going on between the two of them.

"I need to talk to him. Where is he?" she repeated.

Roger was silent for a few moments, contemplating whether she deserved to know where his best friend was. He finally concluded that she sounded somewhat sincere and gave in. "He went into the forest. Wouldn't tell me where he was going exactly."

"Thanks, Roger."

"Yeah, whatever. Listen, the guy's my best friend so I would really appreciate it if you'd stop pissing him off, alright?" Savannah nodded at him, knowing he was serious. She turned from the mysterious boy and began walking through the forest near camp looking around for Jack.

After a few minutes of searching, she came across the blonde sitting on a log sharpening a stick with his pocketknife.

"Hey," she said tentatively as she approached his crouched over figure struggling to mold a piece of wood from a downed tree branch into a lethal weapon.

He looked up and met her eyes acknowledging her existence but saying nothing. His eyes then quickly lowered themselves back to his work. She sighed, realizing this wouldn't be easy and plopped down beside him. As she stared at the way his hands moved up and down the stick, he continued ignoring her even though he was obviously aware of her steady gaze.

She sighed again thinking now would be the time to speak up. "Jack, please don't be mad at me."

"I'm not mad," he said, his voice void of any emotion, trying his best to seem honest when Savannah knew he was lying.

"Oh please, Jack. I'm no idiot. I know that you being mad is a normal thing and I've gotten used to that, but I also know when you're mad specifically at me. This isn't about Ralph; this is about me and I know that. I know you so well that I even know why you are mad at me. All I'm here to ask of you is to work out your anger with me," she said as gently as she possibly could.

"You're not my therapist." Again with the unemotional voice. This was going to be much harder than she thought it would be.

"I'm not trying to be your therapist. You're mad at me and it's affecting me, so it's definitely my place to try and fix it."

Finally he threw down his knife and handiwork and faced her with a firm and angry expression. "You think that this is only about how you feel? I know what happened between you and Ralph. Here I was, thinking there was something between us and then I here you snogged Ralph. How did that even happen?" he fumed, causing her to shrink back a little.

"Well I'm sorry I fell for him. I can't help that. Technically, you and I weren't a couple and then you got all mad at me because I wanted Ralph and me to be friends."

"Friends? Hah! From what I hear, you two have a lot more than friendship going on."

"Not back then, I didn't. I wanted to tell you that you were wrong, but you ran off before I could. So I went to Ralph for some comfort. I didn't expect him to kiss me or that I would-,"

"Wait," he said, cutting her off quickly. "Ralph kissed you?"

"Well, yeah. But that-,"

"And you didn't think of him as more than a friend before you went over to him?"

"Yes!" Savannah exclaimed, thinking that maybe she was doing a good job of calming him down and he was finally understanding her.

"So, technically, if I had been in Ralph's place at that moment and said the same things and did the same things as he did, I would be the one holding your hand on the beach?"

Uh oh. Now she knew what he really meant.

"No! That's not what I'm trying to say. I'm with Ralph because he's better for me. I feel more for him than I do for you," she said, now becoming angry at the smug expression on Jack's face. He had been practically able to read her thoughts from earlier. He knew the game wasn't over yet and he still had a chance.

"I think you're lying. I think that had I been the one kissing you instead of him, we would be together right now."

"No, that's not true! I like Ralph!"

"I know that. I'm not stupid. All I'm saying is that you like me just as much as him."

"You're wrong!" she yelled, lying through her teeth.

"Am I? So you wouldn't be turned on if I did this?" he said with a smug smile.

She was confused until he placed his hand on her hip and smashed his lips onto hers. The surprise of the moment caused her to quickly open her mouth in a gasp which Jack enjoyed taking advantage of, entangling his tongue with hers.

Double uh oh. This wasn't good.

She realized with dismay, as he massaged her tongue and her lips simultaneously, that she enjoyed this. She enjoyed this a lot.

Damn, he was absolutely right.

When he suddenly broke the heated kiss, Savannah had to bite her freshly kissed tongue from whimpering in protest. Jack noticed this and smirked triumphantly. He knew that this would be her reaction which is exactly why he tested her this way. Ralph wasn't even close to winning.

It took Savannah a few moments before she got her breathing back on track enough to answer Jack. "Well, I understand your point Jack Merridew, but I assure you that Ralph and I are a couple and it's going to stay that way." What she said went against every sensation she had felt while kissing Jack and he knew it.

"We'll see about that," he said in a smoky voice before taking his knife and spear and leaving Savannah to mull over her thoughts by herself.

She felt more conflicted than she ever had before. Ralph was stable and secure. Jack was a man with wild emotions that changed constantly. But that was just it. Jack was a man. Sure, he was only 17 but he was the most masculine person on this entire island. Savannah loved the way his muscular and tan arms snaked around her and held her secure while he gave her a mind-blowing kiss. She loved his toned chest and his mature face. She loved the passion that she saw in his eyes that never seemed to go away when he was around her. She loved the intense want he had for her.

Of course, she realized that all she was feeling was purely physical. She knew that no relationship would be able to last on physical want alone. That was what made Ralph special. Sure Ralph was very attractive (not as attractive as Jack, mind you), but Ralph had the emotional side of his want. He cared about her for her, not for her beauty or her lust. Ralph was sweet to her not rough. And she knew that Ralph would care about her no matter what happened. That was the kind of person she should be with. He was trustworthy and wonderful to her.

With a determined step, Savannah walked back to camp to prove to Jack, Ralph, and everyone else who she wanted to be with.

She spotted him setting up the last of the shelters with Simon. Jack and the hunters were standing off the side talking and laughing and were in perfect vision of Ralph. Good. She wanted everyone to see what she was about to do.

As she walked past the boys and over to Ralph she could feel Jack's steady gaze on her. Ralph noticed her approach and smiled his charming smile. She felt loved and she wanted to show Ralph just how much she cared for him.

"Hey Savannah, how'd it go with-," Ralph was cut off as Savannah jumped into his arms and quickly kissed him in front of practically everyone on the island. As she pulled away she had to giggle at Ralph's shocked expression. In fact, it seemed as if everyone had the same expression on their faces. She smiled.

"Wow. So I take it you got everything squared away with Jack, right?" Ralph asked, slightly breathless.

"Oh yeah. Everything's great. He understands fully that I am your girlfriend now and that's the way things are." Savannah was surprised that she called herself Ralph's girlfriend although she figured that's what they were now.

Ralph seemed ecstatic at this. Savannah took her time and noticed how the others were taking this. She almost laughed out loud when she saw that Simon's mouth was still hanging open, a palm branch hanging from his frozen hand. When she gave him a weird look he snapped out of his shock and quietly went back to working on the shelter. She would definitely have to figure out what he thought of all of this. Although she was pretty sure Simon wouldn't care as long as she wasn't with Jack.

Jack, she noticed, had the strangest reaction. Instead of fuming or still in shock as she suspected, she looked over and saw his trademark smirk on his face. He looked almost smug. She had no idea why. She had just proven to him who she chose and he looked practically happy.

Meanwhile, Roger was fuming. He leaned over to whisper so only Jack would hear him, "What a whore."

Jack chuckled at this. Roger, like Savannah, was confused at his positive attitude.

"What's wrong with you? She just kissed Ralph right in front of you. Aren't you mad?" Roger asked.

"Not really."

"Why? If I were you, I would be beating Ralph up right about now."

"I wouldn't mind beating Ralph up, but not about this. She just kissed him to prove to him and to me that she was a reliable and trustworthy girlfriend," Jack said nonchalantly. Roger looked at him strangely.

"And this doesn't make you made because…?"

"Because I know for a fact that Savannah is definitely not as reliable and trustworthy as she makes Ralph think," he said with a cynical smile. Jack knew that with a right plan and with the right opportunity, Savannah would be his in no time.

A/N So are you pleased at Jack finally trying to get his say in things? Pleased that Savannah has seemed to choose Ralph. Pleased that Jack's going to do something about it or are you scared? I guess that last one is self explanatory depending on the first two :) Review please! Tell me what you think!