A/N: I'm up at almost four in the morning typing. Man, I must really love you all. I do, you know! Anyway, Thanks for the reviews, I highly enjoyed them. This Chapter is dedicated to Missy, cause no one has ever squeed at my story before and I almost feel from my chair for laughing so hardJust cuz I felt like it! Love everyone tho and ArmyAnaKat, you know I got nothing but love! Thanks to all reviews though! I don't own!

Ana

She didn't know what it was, but something about the shower calmed her nerves. She guessed it was just the water flowing over her skin. It just felt so peaceful. The sounds of the shower may have something to do with it too. It made her want to sleep. She just felt like crawling into a warm bed and hibernating afterwards. She knew that the dumb loud thing in the computer room wouldn't allow her to, nor would the alarm. ((A/N: Yes, I meant to do that. It was a joke, she was poking fun at Sawyer : P)) She sighed. Something was different about this shower. It was as if the stab wound had really gotten through to her. She couldn't stop thinking about what would have happened if she died. She really didn't want to stress but at the same time she couldn't help but do that exact thing. It seemed like everything the past few days had just all collided together. It hit her so fast that when she came to the realization she almost fell over.

Sawyer

It was weird. He and Ana had just had a conversation without arguing. He liked having peace between them but the arguments were just so swell too. Believe it or not he did in fact like the fights, he liked to hear her comebacks, hell, he liked to hear anything she said. Just the sound of her voice made him weak in the knees. It was just something about her that he'd never be able to put his finger on. Nor, he doubted, would he be able to place a hand on her without praying a price. He'd thought about it, but the last few times had been different. All the other times had been because he just liked her body. Now, like he said it was different.

Jack

He woke up and couldn't see anything. He could tell it was getting late because of the crickets chirping wildly in the background. It was silent, but he could feel another presence next to him. Right behind his back . . . wait, he was back-to-back with someone. He hoped it was Kate, he needed to make sure she was okay, then he would worry about other matters. He tried to talk but there was something stuffed in his mouth. Now he would never figure out. He had to, someway though. He wiggled back and forth a bit and it seemed he shook the other from a slumber.

She made a few noises. It was defiantly a girl, at least that cut out about half of the castaways. Just then the person grabbed his hand. He blushed and knowing it was Kate. At least now he knew she was still alive. He was going to have to save her, one way or another.

Kate

She was awoken from her deep unconscious sleep by being shaken from behind. When she attempted to turn around she felt a surge of pain at her head and could not open her eyes. She opened her mouth to scream, but all that came out was a squeak. She moved around a bit and noticed someone was behind her with their back turned towards her. It was Jack, she knew his scent. If there was ever a time Kate was scared it would be now. She had to stay strong and make sure they made it out of this alive. All she wanted right now was to turn around and hug him, tightly. It would make her feel safe and away from danger. So now she was left to hit with her hand intertwined with his, scared and blind.

Ana

She turned the knobs and shut off the water. She was drenched from the shower that she had just stepped out of. Quickly, she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her. She had thrown her clothes in before she got in so now she was only hoping that Sawyer was smart enough to dry them.

Sawyer, she thought. That man had held many of her thoughts in the shower and it seemed she had cleared her head and made up her mind, but she was still in denial. She would never admit to actually feeling that way towards him. She quickly shook her head and headed for the doorway as the drain behind her made distinct noises of allowing the water to pass by.

She made her way to the laundry room. Luckily, he was no where to be in sight. She wondered where he was off to, but at least now she was able to change her clothes in peace. Thank god, Sawyer had actually helped her out and put er clothes into the dryer. She didn't know what she'd do without him. Come to think of it, she'd probably be dead if it weren't for him. When she came down here and Henry stabbed her, she would have died. She didn't really want to get into it right now. All she wanted was to get some rest. So she slipped on her clothes and laid down on the couch, trying to push thoughts out of her mind and let sleep get the better of her.

Sawyer

He heard the shower stop and quickly remembered about her clothes that he so thoughtfully put in the dryer. Knowing she would have to come this way he sprinted for the computer room. He didn't want her thinking anything bad about him right now. He wanted to go one night without arguments, one night without anything like that. Then maybe they could actually talk to each other without screaming. Not that he minded it, yeah, it's just, it's all fun and games until someone gets stabbed. He rolled him eyes. Him and his dumb thoughts. They had been what caused everything. If his mind hadn't had so much free time, then he would probably wouldn't have thought about the children or anything. He was kind of glad he did.

He heard her bare feet run to the other room so as not to be seen. Towel or not, he new she wasn't taking any chances not with Sawyer. It took all of his will power not to walk over and take a peek. He had retained himself from doing so and as he saw her walk to the couch not knowing he was there, just in the other room, watching her, she fell into a peaceful slumber.

At least someone can sleep. He rolled his eyes once more. He knew he wasn't falling asleep anytime soon so he creped into the other room, so as not to wake her. He sat in the chair closest to the couch and watched her. He couldn't take his eyes off her. He wanted to, but wasn't making any progress. When she finally stirred, Sawyer turned his head away and turned it up towards the ceiling. He rolled over and tried to get comfortable, maybe then he could get some sleep.

A/N: I still have other stuff to do so I'm ending it there. Next chapter will be longer, hopefully then I won't have a lack of sleep on my back. I'm trying not to make this all mushy gushy, but it kinda seems to be heading there, fast. So I'll juice it up a bit next chapter. I should update fairly soon. My updates will begin to get back on track cause school is starting so it should all be good! Oh and thank you to the loverly miss Rachel for beta reading! Love ya guys! Night!