Everyone had known about Claire and Locke being together for almost a week. "It's sickening," grunted Jack, whilst he was out picking fruit with Ana. "He's way too old for her, plus he's…you know…weird. He's probably just using her…" But Ana grabbed Jack's arm, ending his enraged rant.

"Why are you so bothered? "You like her or something?" Ana asked coolly, eyebrows raised. Jack shook his head. "No, but…"

"Well then? Can't you just be happy for them? Locke wouldn't dream of hurting her or the baby. Unlike that Charlie. Personally, I think they're kinda cute together." Ana's hand slid down Jack's arm until their hands were linked. And with that, they set off.

"You know Jack, when us tailies crashed, I had this huge crush on this one older guy, Goodwin…"

Back at their tent, Claire and Locke were very busy- kissing. Now that they were finally together, they could hardly keep their hands off each other . Aaron was gurgling in his crib. "Excuse me, Locke?" They heard Eko calling from outside. "May I talk with you for a minute please?"

Locke reluctantly unwrapped his arms from around Claire. "I'll be back soon, I promise." Claire nodded her head glumly. "Ok, I love you,"

"I love you too," Locke replied.

"Very sweet" Eko smiled as Locke emerged from the tent. "Now John, let's go for a walk." The two men set off up the beach together, away from the camp. "So Eko, what do you want to talk to me about?" Eko looked down at the sand, silent. "Please Eko…"

"How are things between you and Claire?" Eko said in a gruff voice. Locke stared at the priest in a puzzled way. "Fine. We're fine thanks." Eko went to respond but decided against it, his mouth gaping open and then shut again like a fish. "Come on Eko, what is this really about?" Eko stopped abruptly and turned to face Locke.

"I love Claire. I want you to break up with her."

"Sawyer, focus! Hey! SAWYER!" Kate yelled extra loudly at him. They had been having sex in his tent for almost ten minutes, but Kate felt there was something wrong. The passion wasn't there and Sawyer wasn't doing enough. His penis had slipped out of her again now for the sixth time. "Sawyer, what the fucks wrong with you? Kate yanked a few strands of his golden blonde hair in a vain attempt to regain his attention. But at that moment Sawyer couldn't care less. He watched lustily as the vision, the goddess, with her baby in her arms, her sungold, silky hair cascading over her shoulders. He scrutinised carefully her shapely legs, perfectly proportioned ass, her ample breasts. She was like a sexual fantasy made into reality. An object of desire.

But it was Locke who had been lucky enough to get her, and was able to fuck her whenever he wanted. If only Sawyer had realised his true feelings earlier, had made more of an effort…"SAWYER! Arrgh…" Kate slapped him hard. She got dressed at top speed and barged out of the tent. "Burn in hell James Ford!" she growled as she left. "Kate! Wait…" Sawyer called after her feebly. He loved Kate, but he wanted Claire. All this confusion made his head throb.

He would sort it out tomorrow.

"So how come you didn't want to do anything last night John?" Claire sounded put out. Locke hated making her feel like this. He knew he would have to tell her sooner or later. Locke knew her, she would understand. "Listen Claire…" but he had to stop as he watched as Claire pulled her top off and began to undo her bra to change it. "Stop gawping John!" she teased, an affectionate smile playing across her lips. "It's not like you haven't seen everything already like a hundred times before!" They both laughed. "So," Claire pulled on a sweater, "you were going to tell me. Why you didn't want to have sex last night."

Locke pulled her down and they sat opposite one another, his hands grasping hers tightly against his chest. "I love you so much Claire. You know I do. And there is absolutely no one else I would rather spend my life with but…you see…Eko told me he's in love with you too." Nervously he glanced at Claire, her eyes were wide. "Wow," she said softly "I would never have imagined…But anyway when are you going to tell him we're not breaking up?" Locke felt sick. "I can't Claire. He's so in love with you. It'll break his heart. And I know he already has bad enough personal problems as it is. Plus he is my friend and you do like him too."

"Yes," Claire gasped, "but as a friend. You are the one I am in love with. Not him. You." Then she lent forward and stuck her tongue in his mouth. The world was alright again. "And if it makes this any easier for you, I'll go and talk to him." Claire said when they finally broke apart. Locke tenderly brushed a few stray strands of hair from Claire's face. "You are unbelievable. I love you even more if that's possible." Locke smiled bashfully.

Claire laughed and they came together in a more intimate kiss.

Jack and Ana slowly unlocked themselves from each other's lips, their hands sliding back downwards, ending their brief but passionate embrace. "Woah," Ana breathed to herself as she gently felt where Jack's lips had been pressed so lustily against hers. "Well, Jack Shepard. I think I'm starting to see you in a whole different light!"

"And you Miss Cortez, I never imagined you would be such a great kisser!" Jack joked back. He felt free, at ease and content; a feeling he had not yet experienced on the island before now, with anyone else. With a jerk his heart skipped as he thought of Kate, but hurriedly he told himself to get a grip. He loved Ana.

Before he knew it he had grabbed her, and kissed her again.