"Is it you, Is it me, holding on, for so long trying desperately, is it faith, oh is fair, wanting more, so much more, I am with you and I feel like I'm alone...it's so easy to pretend, this world could never end, come take my heart my soul tonight, oh tonight take me to the world inside your eyes."

Ds

Sara's eyes snapped open.

She just had another nightmare, in fact these past couple of weeks she had been flooded with them.

John told her it was just her mind adjusting to the fact that it was all over now, and they were safe. But every night she found herself shooting up like bullet as she sat in bed, breathing hard and covered in cold sweat.

But then again these past few weeks had been hard.

Ana had a rough delivery and died a week after her daughter was born, that was the same day Michael, the man she couldn't seem to stop talking about came back to the island with their son who she thought was dead. Everything really did seem impossible, but Ana was able to see them before she died...and that's what she wanted.

At first they took it hard, Hunter blamed himself for letting his mother die, he sobbed in Kenneth's arm, telling him how sorry he was. But Michael took charge and stood up as a father and sat him down. He told him that he was hurting to, but it wasn't anyone's fault...it was just meant to be.

Hunter got better after a while, soon he started to laugh again and play in the place he called home for half of his life. He became good friends with everyone, and they looked after him like he was their own. He seemed like such a happy go lucky child, a pure miracle. Sara hoped the day she had children, that they would turn out as good as Hunter was.

But Michael took longer, she couldn't blame him...after everything that had happened, she died after giving birth to another man's child. It must have been awful for him, to loose someone that close to them, just when you thought you found them again.

But then again Sara never had anyone close enough to even loose.

But like everything else, time started to slowly heal everything, he started to hang out more and more with everyone, getting help from the others with the newborn, joking and laughing, spending time with his son...being able to let go.

They were all there for them, they all became very close over the past few weeks, working on keeping up the island and helping out with the younger ones, it was hard work, but this was a fresh start and it was well worth it.

She blinked her eyes, as the warm shinning sun blazed down at her and warmed her body that was laying beside one of the choppers for a quick cat nap that early afternoon.

She heard birds cry over head.

She then slowly sat up and looked out at the clear blue water, and then down the beach at John and McDermott.

McDermott was sitting further up the beach, feeding crackers to the birds over head. John was standing in the surf fishing.

John was right about this place, it was perfect, and now they could enjoy life.

She then stretched and took out her notepad and pen. She flipped the pages to her handmade November page and crossed off the forth.

John had told her to stop keeping record of everything, since it was such a waste of time...but then again he said time was all they had left, and she sure as hell was going to keep track of it, anyways...time was the only thing you could use to look back into the past to remember your loved ones.

She then saw something...

A boat.

Her heart jumped.

She squinted her eyes, making sure the sun wasn't making her eyes see things, then she saw it again. It was a small speed boat with a man driving it.

Her eyes grew big.

She then shot up and yelled for John and McDermott to come quick.

Right away them came running and stopped right beside her, she pointed.

"Look."

They looked out and saw it to.

"I better go get the others."

McDermott yelled, and took off.

John and Sara stood together watching the boat get closer and closer.

"Should I get my gun?"

"Just wait Sara daddy." He held out his hand for her to be still and they watched it.

By the time the boat reached shallow water, the others came running, they all stopped in a straight line and watched.

Michael looked out and saw the man jump out of the boat, almost stumbling in the water and taking hold of it and slowly dragging it to shore.

"I don't fucking believe it."

The man got the boat as high up as he could and then faced the others, Sara was now close enough to see what he looked like.

He looked around thirty, handsome, a thin beard starting to show, dirty old mud caked torn clothes, tanned but tired face, and dark circles under each eye.

He slowly started to limp towards them.

Kenneth was ready with his gun, but Michael told him to hold it.

The man stopped right in front of them and locked eyes with Michael.

"You could have told me which island it was, could have saved me a lot of time."

Michael then started to crack up, everyone looked at him as if he was crazy.

He then ran towards him and threw his arms around his body, the man almost fell backwards.

"God, I thought you were dead."

"So didn't I."

Michael then let go and looked Jersey up and down.

"God you look awful."

Jersey looked down at himself and gave a small smile.

"It's been a rough couple of months."

Michael laughed

"Utopia?"

A shadow cast over the man's eyes and he looked down and shook his head.

"They killed her."

Michael felt the same amount of pain he felt. He reached out and patted Jersey on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry man."

"Daddy, who's that?"

Michael turned and saw Hunter standing there, looking more and more like his mother every day. His hair two shades lighter and a dark tan that covered his skin.

Michael gave a small smile.

"This is New Jersey, remember him back at the camps?"

Hunter slowly shook his head.

Jersey gave another weak smile.

"That's okay kid...I looked better then."

Michael smiled and pointed to Hunter.

"New Jersey, this is my son Hunter."

Jersey gave a confused look.

After Michael introduced Jersey to everyone, they took him back to camp to be looked over by Sara in the medical hut.

He sat on the metal table, with his torn dusty leather jacket at his side. Sara looked him over, poking and prodding around his bruised scar covered body. She asked him where it hurt and looked over the gash where he had been shot months ago, it healed fine...but could have killed him.

Once it was over she told him he had three broken ribs, heavy bruising around the lower ribs and back, and loss of sleep and food, she gave him a pain killer and handed him a fresh black T-shirt.

"I'm sure wherever you get set up your'll have more then you need, if anything else hurts just come back."

He nodded and got the shirt on.

"You a doctor?"

"No, scientist."

"Sara right?"

Sara felt a strange feeling come over her, goose bumps went up and down her arms.

"Yeah."

"Well, thanks Sara."

He slid off the table and got his jacket.

"I'm sorry about what happened to you, Michael told me."

"Hell, not as bad as what happened to him, I mean after all that loosing that girl."

"Ana, yeah he loved her very much."

"Yeah, well the people I've lost hadn't loved me back."

They looked across at each other and somehow had a strange understanding.

"At least he has Hunter, that will keep him going."

"Yeah, he's a sweet kid."

"I'm glad your here, it's nice that Michael knows you."

"I'm glad I'm here to, it's been pretty rough, but then again I guess you understand?"

She looked at her feet

"Yeah I guess so."

She looked up and both locked eyes, she smiled and then dropped her clip bord, she wanted to slap herself for looking so stupid.

She then bent down and went to pick it up and Jersey came and bent down with her and picked it up.

"Here you go."

They both came up together and he handed her the clip bord.

They were only a few inches away from each other's face...when Jersey leaned forward and kissed her right on the mouth.

Her lips felt so warm and so soft, and just then that's what he needed.

She kissed back and dropped the clip bord again, this time they put their arms around each other, not caring that they were strangers who just met a few hours ago and went at it.

He pushed her against the counter and both kissed their faces and necks, she helped with his shirt and he tore open her blouse, they then leaned forward and fell backwards laughing.

Back outside Hunter was playing with one of his play cars, he drove it back and forth through the dirt and laughed as he made car sounds.

He was feeling better now that he was home, he had a few family and his daddy.

He missed his mother, and dreamed about her every night, he was happy since they replaced the dreams of him a few years older covered in blood, he guessed that would have happened to him if he hadn't of found his father.

The sun shinned down at him and he looked up at the other adults, all sitting at one of the outside tables, sitting around and laughing.

They were happy, and that's what counted.

A few hours later they had dinner, New Jersey and Sara came to the table fresh from a shower and both trying their best to hold back from smiling.

As they ate John noticed this and laughed.

They all laughed together and for the first time ever, they were together and were having a good time.

Later around sunset, Kenneth and McDermott set fire poles around the stretch of the beach, their flames cracked and popped in the late fall breeze and gave off the scent of fire crackers.

They all cleaned up and Hunter went back inside to play since there was a chill in the air. Kenneth and McDermott went inside to the main hall to play chess, and John and Sara went for a quick walk.

Michael took the bassinet and asked New Jersey if he wanted to sit out on the beach and watch the sun set.

Both walked out and sat on a higher slope, the bassinet safe between them.

Jersey looked down at the sleeping baby, she seemed to peaceful, and so far hadn't of made that much of a fuss for a newborn. Her father...whoever he was, must have had dark jet black hair like her, everything else was Ana.

They sat there for a while, watching the surf come in and out, the sky turning ten different shades of blue and orange as the sparking stars came out in the velvet night sky.

It was beautiful.

"I'm really glad your here Jersey, I'm lucky that you lived."

He smiled at his friend.

"It was tough, I'm not gonna lie...but something told me to come here, In fact I was hurting so much I had plans to die here."

He smiled and Michael looked out at the water.

"I have a favor to ask you, it's a big one and if you don't wanna do it it's fine."

"What is it?"

Michael looked down at the baby.

"Before Ana died she promised me to take care of her daughter, I love her so much...maybe just as much as I love my own son, I told myself it was because she reminded me so much of Ana...but I know the real reason."

"What?"

"It's something about children, maybe the fact that their our future at starting over...but I know that if I didn't have my son, I would have given up hope long before any of this happened, he keeps me going."

"What are you asking Michael?"

"I love this baby, and I love my son, but I'm forty-six years old...I know everyone else will tell me I have plenty of years ahead of me, but now since Ana died, I feel as if half of me went with her, I wanna spent my time with my son, with all of you and enjoy life...I wanna raise this baby but if I just so happen to go one day, she's not gonna have that main person to hold on to, Hunter by then will be old enough to take care of himself, and I know he's her blood...but she needs a father, a father who right now thinks everything is okay and feels like he has a fresh start, but really needs someone to keep him going, that person is you."

"You asking me to take care of her?"

"Not take care of her, I'll be there and so won't everyone else like they were for Ana and me, she needs a father Jersey and I think you would be perfect for the job."

Jersey looked down at the sleeping baby.

"That's a big thing your asking me of."

He looked at the baby for a longer time and reached and touched her tiny hand.

He then looked up at Michael through the dim blue darkness.

"But I'll do it."

Michael patted him on the shoulder.

"Good, now all she needs is a name, I haven't even thought of one since nothing seems to stick."

Jersey looked down at her and smiled.

"Mary, how about Mary."

"If it's good for you it's good for me."

Jersey then smiled.

"Yeah, Mary seems fine."

Both looked up and smiled at each other.

Later Michael went back to his house and tucked Hunter in bed and kissed him on the head, he headed downstairs with a smile on his face knowing it was now over and he didn't have to be scared anymore.

He sat on the sofa and leaned back before shutting his eyes.

That night he didn't have any nightmares, he dreamed of Ana. And now his biggest fear of falling in love was gone, he did fall in love and looking back at everything that had happened, he wouldn't have changed a thing.

The sun was starting to go down, making the orange start to turn red in the sky.

Sara caught up with Jersey on the beach, he had the baby in his lap, bouncing her up and down as she giggled and waved her arms. Sara watched and laughed, she came over and sat beside him.

Jersey laughed with her and then laid her down against his arms.

"Hi little one." Sara said in a sweet voice, the baby laughed.

"Sara, this is Mary." New Jersey said with a smile, thinking how funny it was that of all people he became a father in just a matter of hours.

Sara fussed over the baby with him for an hour before they laid her back down and just like magic she fell asleep.

Both looked at each other and he reached out and brushed some of her hair away from her face.

"Your gorgeous." Her face turned red and both laughed and they leaned in and kissed again.

When they broke free he smiled at her and then stood up and picked up the bassinet.

"I'm gonna put her to bed, see you later on?"

Sara looked at him and smiled.

"Yeah, see you."

They both looked at each other and then he smiled one last time and turned and started to head towards the resort.

Sara smiled, never feeling this way before and spun around with joy, she then skipped down the beach to where John was sitting, a peaceful look spread across his face and sat down laughing.

John looked at her and smiled.

"He's good looking Sara daddy, good choice."

Sara blushed and smiled.

"John..."

"Hey, don't be like that, it's the first step to starting over."

She smiled and sat beside him watching the sun go down.

"You really think we can start over John?"

John nodded.

"Oh yes, we're all ready doing it."

"But what about those things, you think their ever going to die out?"

"Oh yes, one day...we just need to wait."

"For how long?"

John then picked up some sand and blew it off the palm of his hand into the windy air and it was carried out into the sky.

"Forever." He said, and both watched the sunset together.

The end.