A/N: Chapter 3! I'm just amazed that I'm still going with this story, even though only one person is reviewing. :D I actually started this on my LJ, and thought to contribute it to Enjoy!

The group had been gone for nearly two weeks now. When they had left the second time, they had made sure to double their supplies, so they could be out in the jungle for a month if need be. The four remaining adults on the surface would go in pairs to bring food to those in the hatch. This day happened to be Sun and Hurley's turn. Sawyer and Claire were sitting around the fire, eating their dinner. Aaron was on Sawyer's lap, and he was talking to the baby about anything that popped in his head.

"I was a fairly good kid growing up. I listened to my elders and never had a cavity. Once high school started I got into a bad crowd and soon, my entire mouth needed drilling," Sawyer said softly with his smooth Southern accent.

"How does getting into a bad crowd relate to cavities?" Claire asked with a small smile.

He scowled at her. "Stay out late at night, eat bad things. It adds up, Mamacita."

"I wish you would stop calling me that."

"Well, then, what would you like to be called?" he asked with a dimple-revealing grin.

"Hmm…perhaps 'Claire' might be a good one," she snarked.

"I don't know. I rather like 'Mamacita'. You are this young one's mom, you know."

"Yes, but I'd rather be called 'Mum' than 'Mamacita.'"

"Fine, don't call me names, then."

"What have I called you other than 'Sawyer?'" Claire asked.

"I'm sure I've been called a redneck hick by some people."

"Exactly. Some people. Not me."

"Well then, what have you called me?"

She looked down at her baby. He was enjoying the gentle drawl that came from Sawyer. Claire smiled and, while still looking at Aaron said, "I don't know what I called you in the past, but I think I'll start calling you 'Uncle Sawyer' now."

Sawyer looked down at the baby. He was indeed comfortable there. "Uh…I think you should take him back now." He lifted up the infant and held him out for her.

"I thought you liked him," she said, reaching out to take back her son.

"He's all right, but I don't want to be his uncle or anything."

"Why not? He's obviously fond of you."

"He should be fonder of Charlie than me," Sawyer said while turning his attention back on the food.

Claire didn't say a word. Instead, she put Aaron in his cradle right next to her and picked at her food again. The deep frown on her face and the hurt in her eyes became noticeable to Sawyer once he looked up at her. He rolled his eyes and said, "Sorry, I forgot your little falling out, there."

She looked up at him and put a smile on her face. "Oh, it's no trouble. I've gotten better."

"It's been two weeks. You two were almost inseparable, especially since that kid was born."

Claire's face took on a look of confusion. "Do you want me to talk to you about my feelings?"

"What? Uh, no, that's not what I meant!" Sawyer said uncomfortably. "I just, uh…well…" He stood up quickly. "I'm gonna go for a swim."

"You're going to leave me here alone?"

"Nah, Burger King and-"

"Real names, please," Claire cut in.

Sawyer sighed and started again. "Hurley and Sun should be back soon." He turned and started to walk away.

"You don't know that, Sawyer." He stopped and swung around to face her. "Something could have happened to them."

"You're very optimistic, aren't you?"

"You never know. We could be the only ones alive on this island."

"Stop it."

"They may be after us right now."

"Claire!" Sawyer shouted to calm her down. "You need to stop worrying and wondering if something bad is gonna happen."

"I can't help it, Sawyer. I've been kidnapped. Aaron's been kidnapped. I can't help but think the worst," Claire said sadly.

He walked back up to her and sat next to her. "Look, everything is gonna be fine. What we really need to do is get some people back on the island once the rest of them bring the kid back. Once that happens, we'll get off this island and you and your baby are gonna be all right."

She smiled sweetly. "God, I wish I had a camera."

"Why's that?"

"No one would believe me that you were this sweet."

"What?" Sawyer asked, confused.

"Don't worry, we'll believe you," a voice said from one of the entrances to the caves.

Sawyer turned in his seat and saw Hurley and Sun looking at him. Hurley was grinning and Sun was trying to smother a smile. He turned around to face Claire who was laughing silently. "What the hell was that for?"

She stopped laughing but still had a smile on her face. "Oh, it was just too good of an opportunity to pass up!"

"What the…why the…" Sawyer angrily stood up and walked out of the caves.

"Sawyer! Oh, come back, it was just a joke!" Claire called out, but he didn't come back. "How long were you guys there?" she asked the newcomers.

"Not long," Hurley said. "What'd you say to make him act like that?"

"Oh, I was just being melodramatic. I felt like entertaining myself, and why not target Sawyer as my victim?"

"Dude, you're cruel."

"I'm bored and worried. I need something to try to take my mind off the situation we're in," Claire said.

Hurley nodded knowingly. After a few seconds of silence he said, "Seeing Sawyer like that was priceless. You deserve the award for annoying him like no other."

They all exchanged glances and burst out in laughter.

Claire woke up to loud shouts. The sky outside her cave was still dark, so it must have been early morning. She got out of bed and, after checking on her sleeping child, stepped outside to see what was going on.

It appeared that the group had arrived, and someone was injured. Jack was calling Sun to soak some towels for the person's face. She wondered if Walt had been tortured. She looked around and saw that Walt was standing next to his dad. He was safe, but someone else was hurt. After searching every face she came to one conclusion: Charlie.

She rushed over to Michael and asked what happened. "We had gotten away, and Charlie must have stepped on a trigger or something. He fell down an opening in the ground. It took us a half-hour to get down there to get him out. He was already unconscious. Man, I can't believe this happened."

Tears formed in Claire's eyes as she turned and finally saw Charlie. He was indeed unconscious, and there was a nasty gash on his face, almost right next to the injury he had received when he saved Aaron. He looked scraped up and his arm seemed to be bent at an odd angle. She rushed over to him, but was stopped by Kate. "Claire," she said. "Claire, you need to calm down. Jack is going to do everything he can."

"No, he can't die," she said desperately.

"He won't."

Claire looked at the dark-haired woman. "How do you know?"

"Because Jack's gonna save him."

"He didn't save Boone."

"He would have. Boone just wasn't saved in time."

"What if Charlie won't be saved in time?"

"Jack won't let him die. He didn't let him before."

"Before? What do you mean?"

Kate suddenly regretted what she said. Claire didn't remember when Charlie died for her, but Kate did. She remembered seeing his lifeless body hanging from the tree. She remembered Jack trying so hard to make Charlie's heart start again. He almost gave up, but he wouldn't lose someone who everyone loved so dearly. He was their rock star. The one who gave his life for the pregnant Australian girl. But Claire had no idea.

"Um…I mean…"

"Claire, where's Sawyer?" Jack asked suddenly.

"Uh, last I heard he went to the lake, but that was hours ago," Claire said searching her memory.

"But Hurley and Sun are still here. Who went with him?"

She shrugged. "No one. I teased him and he got angry and left."

"Teased him? What do you mean?"

"I pulled the sympathy act. He fell for it, and he was actually very sweet," Claire said while trying to hide a smile.

"So after that he just walked off?" Jack asked worriedly.

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, Locke and Hurley just came back from the hatch and saw no sign of Sawyer down there."

"You mean he's missing?" Kate said.

"Apparently."

"We have to go looking for him. Something may have happened."

"I know, Kate. I'll get Locke and Hurley on it," Jack said as he started walking away.

"Jack," Claire called. "Why did you need him?"

"I need my medical supplies. I found out he had them."

Claire ran off into a cave that was dubbed Sawyer's after everyone left. She ripped open one of his suitcases and pilfered through them until she found some sterile bandages. She continued searched and found some needles. Once she picked one of them up, her mind flashed to someone injecting her pregnant belly with a needle and her waking up in screams. She was being soothed by Jack and Charlie, and she knew that everyone thought she was crazy. Jack kneeled beside her and gently rubbed her shoulder. "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looked at him with the needle still in her hands and said, "I wasn't crazy, was I." It wasn't a question she asked him. She knew he'd know what she was talking about.

He sighed and said, "No, you weren't. Ethan was after your baby."

Claire nodded and handed him the packages. She stood up and slowly walked out of the cave and over to Charlie. Silently, she reached for a wet towel that Sun had brought over and started to clean off his head wound. He was brave. He had saved Aaron and now he had helped save Walt. The only thing he needed to do now was save himself.

A/N: Ok, so, I think this story's gonna end soon cause I'm running out of ideas for thicking plots. So, yeah, I think the "climax" should be in the next chapter, if I'm not hit with inspiration to create more"risng action."...Man, I think not being in school is killing me. Anywho, review please, you'll make me very happy and non-depressed.