Lost belongs to JJ Abrams and crew. I'm just borrowing for some non-profit fun. After Sawyer and the others return to the island, he finds Kate has finally chosen Jack. Post Exodus II. (The events that lead up to previously posted stories –Incarceration, Interim, Ineffable) Enjoy!
Lost – Infected
By Mystic
July 2005
Peeking into the cave, Sawyer could see Kate sleeping on her side. He stuck his head through the doorway and surveyed the large room, looking for Jack. The other man wasn't there, so he stepped inside, looking behind him cautiously. He didn't know what anyone else would read into it, he didn't really care.
He heard the gurgling beside Kate and stepped on tip toe, seeing the little girl who stared up at the ceiling with large dark eyes. She yawned and smacked Kate with a small fist, but the woman didn't budge, she just sighed. Sawyer sat on the ground next to the baby and watched the two. Maggie stretched her legs underneath a blanket and turned her head. He thought it looked more like she let her head drop, and now her eyes were on him. The baby yawned again.
"Sleepy, ain't you," Sawyer told her softly, touching her stomach with a long finger. Maggie pouted at him. "Sorry," he mumbled, moving his hand away.
The infant wiggled more and kicked his knee. Sawyer adjusted the blanket over her small body and brushed hair away from Kate's face, feeling somehow distant from them, despite his proximity. He didn't even shift when he heard Jack enter, just shrugged his shoulders and raised a hand towards them. "Can't have it, can I?"
"Sawyer?" Jack questioned, remaining at the entrance.
"The wife, the kid, the happy family. Ain't meant for me to have."
Jack stepped closer and watched as the little baby kicked at her blanket. Sawyer moved it over her legs again. "I don't understand, I didn't think you wanted any of that."
Sawyer looked up at him. "I thought if I found the right girl," he turned back to Kate. "I don't know. Maybe."
"Sawyer, you could still find the right girl," Jack told him.
Shaking his head, Sawyer pulled the blanket off the baby and put it over Kate's leg. "Kid don't like being covered. You might have a nudist on your hands, Jack." He smirked when the infant yawned. "She's cute."
"She's mine, Sawyer," Jack told him suddenly, sternly. Sawyer pushed himself off the ground and stared at the man who stood there looking determined. He didn't know what he was fighting for. Kate? Raising his eyebrows, he walked around Jack, back towards the entrance.
"Trouble in paradise?" He asked, curious. Jack didn't respond. The other man moved forward and sat on the ground. He removed the blanket from Kate's thigh, covering his daughter back up. Sawyer wondered what Jack would do if he told him he enjoyed being between his woman's legs. If he knew he'd deliberately run a finger over her core as he removed the baby. If Jack knew Kate had shuddered in response ever so slightly. Sawyer wondered what Jack would do if he told him he'd do it again in a heartbeat.