A/N: Thanx for keepin and readin' SOB: R.I.P. Boone, all the sudden, he's really hot. I watched a goofmorning america with Ian Somerhalder and he seemed sad to go, its just so...sad! I'm indespair!

Disclaimer: I own No lost people

Chapter 6: Samara and Jack, Sawyer and Kate.

" What'd you find Jack? Oh my gosh." People where yelling as Jack helped Samara carry Isabella into the clearing. Samara looked around and began to cry.

" Who are..." She had clearly only seen her sister as the only nice person in her life. Jack patted her on the back.

'" Its ok Samara, there nice, we like you." People began to surround her.

" Is she sick, Jack?"

" Who I she?"

" Is she Cecilia's Mother?"

" Does she know Ethan?"

" Give her some room guys, she's sick, but not contagious to you, I've never seen this virus before. Here, over there, we'll make you a place to lay." He pointed to a small patch of ground next to the waterfall. He arranged a bed with the help of Samara. He liked her manner and her dedication to her dyeing sister.

Cecilia sat with Sawyer. She was confused but happy. She wanted to see her mother, but she knew that she couldn't because it was good for her. Kate sat with Sawyer for a while, not saying anything. Kate was seeing Sawyer in new light, and she liked it. Charlie came and sat down next to Kate.

' What's her story Kate, does she know Ethan?"

" Cecilia is Ethan's child." Charlie's eyes got wide.

' He was obsessed with children." Sawyer looked around.

" What? How do you know that?"

" The tent.. He took us to was full... full of picture of little children, he wanted Claire's baby for a experiment."

" How do you remember this now?" Kate asked. He shook his head.

" I don't know, well I'm going back over with her, see what she might remember." He stood up and walked back to Claire. Sawyer took out his book and placed his glasses gingerly on his nose. Cecilia started to laugh uncontrollably. Sawyer tried to ignore her at first but when she began to roll on the ground with laughter, he looked up with a sarcastically annoyed expression.

" Yes? May I help you?" He asked. She giggled.

" Sayewer look funny!" She laughed. Sawyer put down his book and took off his glasses.

" Ok, little girl, my name is Sawyer, not Sayewer, Sawyer." She looked confused.

" Sayewer, sayewer, sawyer." she tried.

" Sawyer, Sawyer,...Sawyer!" Kate started to laugh.

" Saywer, sayar, Sawyer!" She smiled.

" Yes, Sawyer! Sawyer!" She jumped off her place on the log.

" Sawyer, Sawyer Sawyer, Sawyer, sawyer!" She began to run around the camp singing his name.

" Well at least she knows my name!" Sawyer said, putting his glasses back on and picking up his book.

" Well, I think your glasses are funny too, I think everyone does!" She laughed and Sawyer sighed.

" Well, there just jealous because I look insanely good in anything I wear!" Sawyer said. She laughed.

" Right!" Cecilia wandered back over, still chanting his name.

" Was that a right, as in right, yes, or was that sarcastic?" Cecilia shook her head at him, making her brown curl bob.

" Sawyer got a long way to go, but keep up the work." Sawyer looked up at Kate who was laughing uncontroably into her hands.

" Did you tell her to say that?" Sawyer asked. She stopped.

"Maybe!" She suppressed her laughter.

" Are you serious?" Sawyer's tone had changed to seriousness. She stopped laughing. She gave a quick smile and walked away briskly to where Sun was gathering leaves.

" Woman!" She sighed and pushed his glasses back up his nose. Cecilia started to giggle.

" Don't even think about it!" She smiled and jumped up onto the log next to him.

A/N: OK, yes, Samara likes Jack, but I'll get into that later, read on!