"So, have you all heard the latest on our resident island rabbits?" Charlie asked brightly, plopping down in the shaded sand.

"Rabbits?" Claire asked, glancing up from Aaron.

"Jack and Kate," Hurley explained from his seat.

"Um, still not sure I get it."

"Have you seen them? And, you know, how there are so many rabbits because they constantly-" Charlie began, in what he assumed was a helpful manner.

"Okay, I get it!" Claire interrupted quickly, glancing down nervously at Aaron, wondering what Charlie talked about when he was alone with him.

"So, dude, what were you gonna tell us?"

"According to people who have walked in on them in the hatch, our favorite couple has been getting pretty hot and heavy lately," Charlie said, waggling his eyebrows.

"Way to go, Jack!" Hurley cheered, slapping hands with Charlie.

"Why do you two care so much?" Claire frowned, confused, still looking at Aaron. When she didn't hear either of them answer, she glanced up, and saw them staring at her. "What?"

"How do you not care?" Hurley said, sounding bewildered, as Charlie continued to stare blankly.

"It's just…I'm glad they're happy, but it's their lives, not ours," She shrugged, clearly forgetting that using reason with Charlie and Hurley would do you no good.

"Claire, Hurley and I view their relationship as a project of ours. Have you forgotten the story of how Hurley and I brought them together?"

"Well, Charlie, it didn't really sound like you brought them together, it sounded like you gave her the push she-"

"Have you forgotten the story of how Hurley and I brought them together?"

"Sorry, I guess I did forget. Congratulations, good job guys," She told them sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"We know," They said proudly.

Claire looked at them both incredulously for a moment, and then burst out giggling at the accomplished looks on their face, and how incredibly oblivious they were towards her sarcasm.

"What? What's so funny?" Charlie asked, smiling.

"Nothing. Come on, Aaron, let's go for a walk."

"Claire! Seriously, what's so funny?" Hurley shouted after her. She just kept walking.

"Claire!" Charlie called. "Claire! Okay, I'll catch up with you and Aaron later!"

"And she calls us weird," Hurley snorted.

"Seriously."

Down in the hatch, said rabbits were doing what had gotten them their nickname in the first place. Jack was sitting on the couch, and Kate was straddling him with her knees as they kissed. She slowly moved her hands from around his neck to his chest, and pushed him back on the couch, as Jack gently pulled her down with him, bring her to lie on him. He slid his hand up her back and into her hair, as Kate gently slid her tongue into his mouth.

"Ahem."

Jack and Kate immediately sprang apart, breathing heavily, tugging at their clothing. They saw Locke and Michael standing there. Michael looked a little bit amused, and Locke looked like he was in shock.

"Where did you say that board game might be, Jack?" She asked loudly, trying not to sound embarrassed.

"Oh, um, I was saying I thought it might be…over there," He finished lamely, pointing to a random room.

"We just came here to relieve you two, since it's been six hours," Said Michael. Locke remained silent, looking away from the two.

"Oh, the time just flew by!" Jack told them, helping Kate up.

"So it seems," Michael snickered.

Once they said their good byes to the two men, and were safely outside the hatch, they both collapsed into hysterical laughter.

"You'd think we'd hear them coming by now," Jack managed to say between laughs.

"I think we just scarred Locke for life!" Kate panted, trying to catch her breath.

They both managed to calm down for a second, before remembering the look on Locke's face when he saw them, and bursting out laughing again. Kate turned and buried her head in Jack's chest, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin on the top of her hand.

"You'd think it'd be easy to find some privacy on an island," Jack commented when they were both finally able to stop laughing.

"Maybe on other islands, with no polar bears, monsters, and horses, but here? Very doubtful," She joked, pulling back to look up at him.

"Horses?"

"I didn't tell you about the horse?"

Jack shook his head no, and Kate pulled him over to a fallen log nearby. He sat down, and pulled her into his lap, once again wrapping his arms around her waist when she leaned back against his chest.

"The day of Shannon's funeral, I saw this beautiful black horse in the jungle. I assumed that there wouldn't be a horse in the jungle, so I must be going crazy, but then Sawyer saw it too," Kate told him, before suddenly feeling him go tense. She turned her head back and just gave him a look. "Jack, who did I just spend six hours with?"

"I know, I know. He just makes me feel so…"

"Don't let him, there's no reason" Kate said, not letting him finish the sentence. He smiled, and she kissed him softly, before continuing. "But the really weird thing is, I think I've seen that horse before."

"Where?" He asked immediately, erasing Kate's fear that he'd say she was imagining things.

"The night the Marshall first found me," She said quietly. "The horse made him crash the car and it's how I got away."

"Oh…wow" Jack commented, not really sure what else to say.

"Jack? Does it bother you?"

"Does what bother me?"

"That I'm a criminal. That you don't even know what I did."

"No," He told her honestly. "I know you, Kate, and I know you're a good person. An amazing person, actually. And you were willing to tell me what you'd done when you barely even knew me. That proved to me that I didn't need to know."

Kate stared into his eyes, completely amazed. She had never expected to find anyone who would accept her, and her past, let alone someone she cared about as much Jack. He smiled at her, and slid his finger under her chin, tilting her head up, bringing his lips to hers. Just as the kiss deepened, they heard a startled gasp. Pulling apart slightly, they saw Sun standing in the clearing, where she had been gathering seeds.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't think anyone else was here! I'll, ah, I'll just go!"

She left in a hurry, and Jack and Kate promptly burst out laughing again.

"Hey! Charlie, right?" Charlie looked up from his guitar and bit back a groan upon seeing Ana Lucia standing in front of him, settling for exchanging a look with Hurley. "Have you seen Jack?"

"Oh, actually, I have," Charlie smirked.

"Where is he?"

"He's with Kate."

"With Kate." Hurley emphasized. Claire, who was sitting with them, smiled in spite of herself.

"Why?"

"Well, if we have to tell you what the doc is doing with her, I'm not sure you're old enough to hear," Sawyer commented, walking up behind Ana.

"I see you're better. Isn't that great?" She smiled sarcastically, and walked off.

"I didn't know you were so supportive of Jack and Kate, Sawyer," Claire said, giving him a friendly smile.

"Wouldn't go that far, but let's put it this way, mamacita. Anything that makes the bitch miserable is something I'm willing to deal with."

"I don't think she's that bad."

"You don't think anyone is that bad, Claire," Charlie pointed out.

"You clearly haven't read my diary since I've been back," She said playfully, making them all laugh.

"Oh, hey, there's Jack and Kate," Hurley told them suddenly, pointing to them coming out of the jungle, holding hands, both wearing a backpack. They stopped to kiss, and Sawyer rolled his eyes.

"I don't know how they expect to deliver water if they keep doing that," He grumbled, plopping down next to Claire, who patted his leg sympathetically. Charlie glared at that, and looked back over at Jack and Kate to distract himself.

"Woo hoo! Look at the lovebirds!" He called, sending them a grin so they'd know he was just kidding. They laughed, and walked over to their group.

"Hey guys. How's it going?" Jack asked.

"Another day on this lovely island, what more could you ask for?" Charlie joked.

"Well, we could ask if you guys are willing to pass out these waters?" Kate said, giving them a pleading look. "We have a shift at the hatch to get to."

"Sure, the guys will do it," Claire smiled.

"What about you?" Hurley demanded.

"I'm holding Aaron!" Claire defended.

"I think I need to talk to the little tyke so he doesn't start crying," Sawyer injected quickly, speaking for the first time since Jack and Kate had walked over.

"So it's just me and Charlie!"

"This is the thanks we get for putting you two together?" Charlie asked Jack and Kate, in an insulted tone of voice.

"Hey, I would have eventually made a move!" Kate exclaimed.

"Are you implying that I wouldn't have?" Jack asked her.

"Of course you wouldn't have, you coward," She teased.

"Oh, I'll teach you who's a coward here!"

Kate took off running towards the jungle, and Jack chased after her, pausing only to shout Charlie and Hurley a thank you.

"They really do make a cute couple," Charlie observed, watching as Jack grabbed Kate and twirled her around, as she started shrieking.

"Hey, slackers, get to work!" Sawyer snapped, beginning to mutter about Jack.

Claire watched Charlie and Hurley begin to bicker over who would give whom their water, and Sawyer start ranting to Aaron, and once again couldn't help bursting into giggles.

"So, we're all alone for six hours," Kate began flirtatiously. "And I can't think of a single thing we could do to occupy the time."

"Oh, I can think of a few things," Jack winked.

"A few?"

"Well, maybe just one."

"What might that be?"

Jack decided to show, rather than tell her, and pressed her up against the wall, kissing her passionately. Kate smiled against his lips for a moment, before kissing him back. This time, they were so unaware of anyone but each other, they never saw Claire enter, hear her startled squeak, or see her run out of the hatch.

Sawyer, who had been waiting outside with Aaron for Claire to get her son's cleaned diapers (also known as cut up pieces of an airline blanket), looked at her in surprise.

"What happened? Not clean?"

"They really are rabbits," she muttered, not even hearing Sawyer.

"Dude, this feels weird."

"Claire is determined to avoid more awkward situations," Charlie sighed.

As soon as they were done with the water, she had asked that they keep people from going in the hatch for now. Because (despite the fact that neither boy was dating her, and one didn't even want to) they were both whipped, they had agreed. They reached the hatch door, and glanced at each other, unsure of what to do next, finally settling for just standing there. 10 minutes later, Libby walked over, headed for the door.

"You can't go in there!" Hurley quickly blurted out.

"Why not?"

"Believe us, you don't want to," Charlie informed her.

Libby stared at them both for a minute in confusion, and then gave up and walked away.

"They really owe us," Charlie muttered.

"How long until they're done?"

"About five more hours. Why?"

"As soon as they're done, we're going in there and making them a do not disturb sign."