It Takes an Island

It was another one of those nights for Jane. She couldn't sleep even if she wanted to. The baby was awake and her mind rushed. It was one of those nights where everything raced through her. She had come to appreciate it more and more as time went on. It was a time of thought she decided. It was a time when she could get some massive worrying off of her mind.

Tonight's subject of thought was the delivery of her baby. She seemed to worry about it more often then not. When she had first washed up on the island she truly thought they would find them and everything would go back to normal. But now it had been two months and she had doubts that anyone was even looking for them anymore.

Two months she'd been on the island. Two months of surviving she'd done. She remembered how shocked Jack was about being on the island for two months. Now it seemed like she had been there for a lifetime and the others had been there two months longer than she had! 'Guess I don't have room to talk, now do I,' she thought to herself.

She watched the fire dance around the logs. The small fire she had built right outside her shelter was keeping her warm tonight. The orange mixed with various yellows and bits of blue. And even thought she wasn't a pyromaniac she found it amusing.

"Is that your new pasted time?" Startled, Jane looked up to see Jack leaning on one of her bamboo pillars.

"No, but I find myself doing it a lot lately." Jack sat down next to her and partook in starring at the flames.

"What are you doing down here? Usually you're up at the caves by now." Jane wondered.

"I couldn't sleep." He answered monotonously.

"Yeah, well, join the club." She leaned back against her only solid wall. " Seems like the more pregnant I amthe less sleep I get." She paused and took a look at Jack. He was disturbed by something. "What's really bothering you? You wouldn't come all the way form the caves just to see if I was awake. I know you."

"Umm…Sawyer said some things. That's all." Jack didn't want to tell her thatthe thingswere about her.

"Well, what did he say? Things don't get to you this easily." Jane rubbed his back with a supportive hand.

"I really don't tellyou." He felt bad for with holding things form her but he didn't want her to be involved in the ongoing Sawyer/Jack feud.

"It's okay. I understand that you don't want to tell me was he said behind my back."

"How did you know it was about you?" Jack was stunned.

"Jack, I'm a woman and women know these things. When someone doesn't want to tell you something you immediately know it's either about you one of your friends and because I have barely any close friends here, in this place,I'm guessing it was about me." She smiled knowingly.

Jack sighed. "He thinks we're…you and I…are getting to close. Sawyer seems to think that I killed David just to be with you and he thinks the baby is mine. Which is ridiculous because you were already five months when you washed up on shore. So tell me again how this baby could be mine if I've never even met you before?"

"Jack calm down. You know, and I know that what you did is justifiable. If they don't believe you we'll just show them my back. I think it's purple enough that they will believe your story. And as for the whole 'together' thing…I like you Jack and you're my friend but I'm not ready to just jump in someone's arms." She looked at him as if almost asking him to understand.

"I know. I know! It's just…I don't know…it bothers me to think that people think differently of me."Jane smiled at him. He was self conscious about how he appeared to others and with rumors going around it wasn't looking good for him.

"It's okay, Jack, we'll get through this. Besides I think a rumor or two is the least of our worries." Jack realized she was probably right and that he needed to more level headed about the whole situation. "So, what did you say to Sawyer anyway?" Jane wanted to know.

"I told him to keep his nose out of other people's business and that there was now way the baby was mine if you were already five months along when you got her and…then I punched him." Jack confessed with shame.

"YOU PUNCHED HIM!" Jane laughed and scolded at the same time. "I can't believe you did that."

The conversation lulled and Jack and Jane just sat for sometime before Jack reached over and put an arm around Jane's shoulders. She looked at him and scooted closer so that it wasn't so uncomfortable for him.

Jack was quite content sitting the way they were when he felt his hand warm. He looked down to see the cause of the sudden rush of heat. It was Jane's hand. She was holding his hand. He looked up to her face and she smiled.

"I thought you said you weren't ready to jump into someone's arms."

"I'm not completely in arms now am I?" Jack noticed that she was only half wrapped in his arm. He smiled back at her.

"You are a case!" He teased. 'But I couldn't love you more.' He thought to himself.

The remained caught in each other's gaze for some time before Jack slowly leaned in. Jane become conscious of what was happening but she didn't try to fight it. She leaned in as well. They were with in inches of each other when Jane jumped.

"I'm sorry." Jack immediately apologized.

"No, no. It's my fault. Well, the baby's fault actually." She grasped her midsection with two hands to calm the unborn child down. "I can tell now that this kid is going to be a handful." She smiled. "It's nice to know I'll have help though."

"Yeah, you will have lots of help. You know the saying it takes a village?"

"Yeah. Why?" She asked quickly.

"Well in this case it takes and island." Jack laughed.

A/N: This was just a short little cute Jack/Jane chapter but I have a bigger one I'll be posting in a few days. I'm still working on it. I'm so mad I've been posting faster than I can write! So, it will be a day or two before a new chapter is up. I'm sorry I don't have an adequate helping of the story to tie you guys over!