Disclaimer: I do not own Lost or any of the characters in it. I also do not own Gone With The Wind or Rhett and Scarlett.

Notes: The conclusion to this story. Mainly because I'm leaving on vacation in two days and I don't want to leave anyone hanging for that long. But overall I think it all came together well.

Summary: The final chapter. Sawyer and Kate think of everything they've been through, and finally consummate their relationship. Implied sex, but nothing graphic.

Rhett and Scarlett: Finally Together.

When dawn finally showed its face, it found the two survivors on a beach, miles from where the rest of their group had laid camp. Halfway across the island, between good and evil, if such a thing did exist anymore. They were huddled together, watching the sunrise over the horizon and silently wondering where they could go from here.

Sawyer was looking out into the ocean. He was leaning against her. Not entirely of course, because she was leaning against him too. They were supporting each other, literally. Sawyer had never been the type to lean on anybody, ever. He'd found that they usually didn't stay put long enough for him to even try it. And hell, who could he trust to support his weight anyway? The world was full of liars and con artists, and he should know because he was one of them. But Kate was just…Kate. She always seemed to come back to him no matter how much he shooed her away. And after what they had just seen, they both needed to be supported.

Sawyer was having a hard time processing this situation. It was early dawn now and they'd been running through the jungle for who knows how long. And when they'd finally reached the camp Sawyer had chosen immediately to go in the opposite direction. He'd been in front, the first to see the devastation. The others had finally found their way to the beach. People had been killed. Sawyer could see that some of them had escaped. He knew they'd probably gone to the caves for safety reasons. Most of the people who had died were not people who he'd associated with, not that Sawyer ever really associated with anybody. He was, as said by many of those same people who were now rotting on that beach, the picture of antisocial.

And then there was Kate. She was leaning against him, not with full force but enough so that he would know that she was there. She, too, was deeply in thought. She'd seen the bodies and devastation at the beach, he knew this. Although he had dragged her away from there almost immediately. She'd wanted to stay, help people. Sawyer wasn't against the concept itself, but when it meant thatshe would be putting her own life in danger in the process it just wasn't worth the effort. Besides, hero work was the doc's thing. Who were they to take the happy out of the doc's life anyway? All he knew was that at the moment he had looked at the bloody mess on the beach he'd been driven to get her as far away from there as possible.

So, here they were. Hell if he knew what to do next. Planning wasn't his thing and coming here had been less of a plan and more of a reaction. He looked over at Freckles. She was looking at him, sadness in her eyes. But at the same time, he noticed a determination about her that hadn't shown itself since before those crazies had taken her. He locked eyes with her and saw the question in them.

What do we do now?

"You know, when I was a kid, I used to wish to be in a place like this. A big island, beaches, never ending food supply. I used to want to go to someplace far away from my house and just start over." She was looking out at the ocean. Sawyer watched her with curiosity as she spoke. When she didn't appear to have anything else to add Sawyer butted in.

"Well 'seems like you got your wish Freckles. Courtesy of Oceanic Airlines." He smirked. He saw her looking at him. She was smiling.

"You can say that again." She looked back out at the ocean, the sad smile still on her face. Sawyer watched as the wind blew her hair lightly into her face. "Sawyer?" She didn't ask the question. She didn't have to. He knew what it was.

He sighed. "Hell if I know Freckles." He stood up, frustration raging through him. One thing that really pissed him off was when he didn't know what to do next. And the fact that Kate was depending on him for the answer made it all the more frustrating. "Look I ain't Rhett Butler alright! I mean you want me to get firewood I can do that! Build a raft, sure why not? Hell I can even kill a man if you ask me too. But trying to keep a pack of lunatic savages from feeding us to a big, whatever the hell it is? Sorry, Freckles I ain't got nothan' for that."

She looked up at him. To his surprise, she didn't look upset. She looked almost happy. This struck him as odd and he began to not trust his own eyes.

"Sawyer." She stood up, looking at him the whole way. "Stop. Just, stop talking." Her smile began turning into laughter. Sawyer was genuinely confused and his face showed it. And his confusion, of course, caused her to begin laughing more, nearly uncontrollably.

"Freckles you on somethan'?" He asked. She continued laughing, despite his seriousness. He could help but feel a little angry that she was laughing at a time like this. "Look, this is serious here!"

She laughed even harder, finally crouching down on the ground because her legs couldn't support her own weight anymore. "OK Jack!" She said through her laughter.

And that's when he realized how Jack-like he was being, exactly why she was laughing at him. It was exactly why she'd chosen him, the outlaw, over Jack, the hero. It was so clear to him now and he began to feel something similar to relief.. And the idea that he'd been acting like such an ass just made him want to slug himself. "Dammit! What the hell…" He couldn't seem to finish the sentence. He was still frustrated, but this time it was a different and less serious type of frustration.

And when he looked down and saw her laughing, looking at him with eyes so damn lively and free, he just couldn't help himself.

"Oh you best stop laughing sweetheart!" He began walking towards her, doing his best angry impression.

"Or what?" She asked. "You gonna talk me to death?" Her cheeks were pink with amusement.

He just kept walking. "You wish sweet cheeks." Finally, when he was closing in, she seemed to realize his threats. She stood and ran down the beach more towards the ocean. Sawyer followed, walking at first and eventually jogging to catch up with her.

And when he grabbed her it was entirely in play. He lifted her and walked far enough into the water where it would be safe to drop her in. "You gonna take it back, huh?" He lifted her until her legs were swinging in the air and brought her to the waters edge, threatening to drop her into it. "Or you wanna take a swim instead?"

"No Sawyer!" She was laughing and shouting at the same time. "Sawyer stop it!" When he lowered her close enough to the water where her feet touched, she finally relented. "OK! OK! I take it back."

Satisfied, Sawyer moved to carry her back to land. But when his foot came into contact with a stray root on the ground he found himself falling back first into the ocean.

The last thing he heard was Kate's scream and then the splash of water around him. He lost his grip on her and once he resurfaced he searched the surrounding area for her.

"Hey, Kate! Kate!" He turned a circle in the water. His hair was dropping in his eyes and he was having a hard time seeing.

And next thing he knew he was being pulled underneath the water. "Son of a bitch!" He said, the water silencing most of it. He saw her swimming up towards the surface and he quickly followed.

"Hey Rhett." She said, when he'd resurfaced and recognized the blurry figure in front of him as Kate. He floated closer to her until they were face to face. He kissed her, slow and sweet at first. Then he pulled back, a mischievous grin on his face. "What?" She asked, suddenly frightened. He moved closer, their faces nearly touching.

"Ask me again." He said. It was simple, but she seemed confused for a moment.

"What?" She smiled back at him. He tossed his head to get the hair out of his eyes.

"Ask it, sweetheart." He paused and cocked his head. "Or you too afraid to hear the answer?" She smiled, realizing what he was talking about. There was a spark in her eye, like they were both on the same page.

"OK. What do we do now?" She said every word and ever syllable slowly and with emphasis. He reached out under the water and put his arms around her small waist, pulling her against him. She seemed startled for a moment but soon gave in to his advances.

"I'm a man of action Scarlett."

He kissed her, slowly and deeply. Then he carried her out of the water and laid her down in a soft spot in between some trees.

And they said things with their hands, bodies, and voices, that neither of them had ever said to anyone else.

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Two hours later the castaways were surprised to find them, Rhett and Scarlett, strolling hand in hand back towards the caves. The sun was bright and the devastation brought on by the others was vast and easy to see in the light of day.

"Hey there Doc." Sawyer said, a smile plastered on his face. "Figured you'd be monster chow by now."

"We all thought the same for you." He replied coldly. He turned to Kate, worry in his face. "Where have you been? We were worried."

Kate looked at Jack and then back at Sawyer. Sawyer no longer felt any insecurity and found the look on the doctors face to be very satisfying.

"We were making our way back here." She replied, with a secretive grin back towards Sawyer. He grinned back at her.

"Look Doc, don't rightly matter where we been now does it?" He reached out and took Kate's hand. "We're here now. Ready to serve my captain." He saluted, just to prove his point.

Kate stepped in then to prevent further hostility. "What Sawyer means Jack, is that we want to help in whatever way we can." She paused and looked up at Sawyer for conformation. Sawyer could resist that look. It was a look of pleading, of hoping, that he would come through for her. "So that they can't hurt anyone else."

Sawyer searched around the area with his eyes. He saw the rock star with his little girlfriend and her baby. He couldn't help but feel slightly relieved that they were ok. The kid that had gone missing was there too, apparently he had been found as well.

Sawyer vowed to make damn sure that none of them suffered again, but especially one certain person. He squeezed her hand tightly in acknowledgement of this.

"Jack." He said. The word sounded foreign in his own voice. Both Kate and Jack seemed to think the same thing. "I know we ain't exactly best buds, but I mean it when I say that I want to do whatever I can to keep those headhunters from gettan' near any of us again. I saw what those loons are capable of…" He looked over at Kate, who smiled in appreciation. "and whatever did that ain't human. Least not in the head anyway."

Jack looked at him for a moment, making Sawyer nervous. In a way it was like he was in the middle of a conversation with Kate's father. For Kate it was not just important that he and Jack get along, it was necessary.

And then, Jack did something he'd never done towards Sawyer. He offered his hand in friendship. Sawyer took it, shaking the man's hand in a silent truce. "Alright then." Jack said. "It was mainly the people on the beach who lost their lives. The rest of them were able to use the caves as a shelter. Sayid and I had an idea that if we could use the caves as a shelter we could…."

He led them towards the remains of their camp as he spoke about a new plan for their survival. Sawyer listened enough to understand, but he found himself preoccupied by the woman walking next to him.

They glanced back and forth, no longer in nervousness. There was no longer the hesitation to admit what was really going on. Only honesty and truth.

And unlike the story of Rhett and Scarlett, these two castaways were able to over come their stubbornness and fear in the name of love. And whatever the future would bring, Sawyer knew one thing.

He loved Scarlett. And this Rhett Butler wasn't about to walk away from that.