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

Kate sat up on the hospital bed and smiled as Jack re-entered. She grabbed hold of a remote control on the bed and showed him. "Jack, this thing, the bed moves."

"Wow, drugs good, aren't they," he told her, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she pushed the button to make the bed move up so she could lean back into it.

Nodding, she took his hand. "Gotta say, birth in hospital, way better than on the island."

Jack laughed, touching her stomach and listening to the baby's heartbeat on the monitor next to her. He watched the meters jump around and then saw her wince just a little, taking his hand and giving it a squeeze. Jack watched her open her eyes a moment later and breath slowly, looking back up at him.

"Jin couldn't make it," he told her.

Kate frowned. "Is he ok? How's Shai?"

"She's well, going to pre-school now. Jin's working, getting by. He's in San Francisco."

She sighed and leaned back on the bed, touching her large belly. "He's a big one," Kate told Jack.

"You're going to be fine," he told her, kissing her forehead. "He's a healthy size." Jack sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand. "You thought of a name yet?"

"I was thinking it was your turn."

He laughed. "Me? Name a baby?"

She shrugged. "I named Maggie and James, it's only fair."

"Fair? I don't know, I might give him a weird name."

"I trust you won't." Kate grinned. "Or I'll hurt you."

"Oh," Jack squinted. "In that case…" he considered. "Christopher."

"And here I thought you'd want Jack Jr," she giggled, but he frowned. "What is it?"

"Don't you think James would wonder why he wasn't Jack Jr?" He tightened his grip on her hand and looked up at her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to kill the…"

She shook her head. "No, I understand." Kate licked her lips and listened to the quick thumping beside her and she took a long breath. "So, Chris Shephard. I like it." She raised her eyes to meet his and then sighed. "Oh, here comes another one."

Jack felt odd, being behind her during the delivery. He watched the doctor pull his son out and hand him to several nurses who cleaned and covered him before putting him against Kate. The boy was born like Maggie, with a thick covering of dark hair on his head, but was quiet like James, staring up at the two who looked down at him.

He entered the waiting room with his son and watched Charlie and Claire stand as Hurley helped Shannon. Jack pointed at the woman. "It'll be you soon."

Shannon snorted. "Don't remind me."

Hurley grinned, taking a peek inside the bundle Jack carried. "Another little dude," he grinned. "Girl," he mouthed to Jack, pointing at Shannon's stomach. "We should, like, set up some play dates."

"Yeah, Hurley, let's work on the walking first," Jack responded, pulling back the blanket so they could get a better look at the boy. "Christopher Shephard," Jack told them, watching the boy yawn and raise a fist.

"Takes after his pop," Charlie noted with a nod of his head.

Claire seemed to disagree. "No, I think you're gonna have another Kate here."

"Well, he punched a doctor, so…" Jack trailed, letting them all laugh. He glanced around, lowering his eyebrows.

"Right here, Jack," Walt told him, touching his shoulder. He stroked Chris' head and smiled. "He'll look like you, Jack." He nodded. "Anyone got cigars?" He raised his eyebrows and smirked deviously.

The group laughed again as Chris sighed in Jack's arms. He glanced back towards the room where Kate was resting and he wondered how his mother was fairing with the children. Jack chuckled at something he'd missed Hurley say and he shook his head feeling like so many were missing.