I'm Okay

That stupid voice was so annoying. Someone yelling, calling my name. My eyes wouldn't open, and I had trouble even thinking. I wanted to sleep so badly, but this person wouldn't let me. All of a sudden I felt a cool liquid on my face, I jolted upright. I looked around me and found Jack looming above me.

" Sorry, you wouldn't wake up." He hesitated. " Kate, how do you feel?"

" I'm okay. I feel a little dizzy." I looked up at him and found worried lines etched on his face.

" Have you been drinking enough water?"

" Ya."

" Are you pregnant?"

" Y- What!"

" This commonly happens to women that are pregnant. If you've been drinking enough water, and I know that your not dehydrated. You don't look sick…. I only asked Kate." He looked through her eyes with knowing. Knowing something was going on that I wouldn't share with him. I wanted to scream, cry, and kill him all at the same time!

" I'm not pregnant Jack. Why would I be? It's probably just the air, it's humid…." I couldn't think of anything else to say to him to excuse that thought out of his head. " A criminal Jack, doesn't have sex in jail cells." His eyes hardened. I knew that I had pissed him off, but he wasn't about to yell and scream and stop bugging me about me fainting, for apparently no reason.

" Criminals don't deserve children." He shot back, and that hurt. He had hit his mark, tears stung at the back of her eyes. I had brought on this argument, I had started it, but he didn't need to be so harsh. I'm not a criminal. Never was. He wouldn't understand it though. Yes I've done bad things, but not bad enough for him to down size me like he has.

" That's not true and you know it." My tears were about to fall when my anger started to take over. He shook his head.

" Kate, you're a criminal and when and if we ever get rescued you'll be back in jail. Maybe it was luck that brought you here?" His eyes on hers he left the cave, and I laid back down in makeshift bed. It wasn't luck that brought me here, it was the Marshall and his stupid assumptions!

Later that day I thought that I was good enough to go and check out what everybody was doing. Sawyer was in his lounge chair, being an ass, Jack was helping Boone with a cut he'd got, Shannon and Syaid were talking about the French ladies work, Jin and Sun were talking together in Chinese, and building a garden, Walt and his dog were playing fetch, and Hurley and Charlie were making swords out of wood to play with. Claire was resting, and Locke was nowhere to be seen, almost usual.

The island was getting to be almost as homey as it could be. People had places to sleep, to live! I had given up on hope for anyone ever finding us. We've been here for 2 months, and why would they look on an deserted island? My hope of raising my child in a good place was ruined. Nothing I could say or do could deny that I'm pregnant. I'll start showing soon, and then things will get complicated.

I'd wished for a better home for my child. Someone better than who I am! Somebody better than a killer. Someone when they get home can play with her, laugh with her, love her. She/ he needs a better home, a better mother. I snapped out of my thoughts when Walt came up and asked me to play with him and his dog.

" Not right not Walt, why don't you ask your dad? I think he can spare some time with you. Your not that intolerable." I winked. He laughed but his smiled disappeared when he realized I wasn't going to play with him.

" Oh… Okay…. I guess. Michael just doesn't spend a lot of time with me." I touched his shoulder.

" Sorry kiddo, but Jack says I should take it easy." Okay so he didn't 'say' that but he was thinking it.

" Okay, I'll ask Hurley." He smiled and left. Cute kid.

The day was beautiful the sun was shinning, the temp wasn't hot, but not cool, it was amazing. The island has a 'monster' on it yet, in the day you could scarcely believe that because everything looks so normal. It's not home, but I have a feeling it will be for a long time.