Claire and Kate were once again cooing over Aaron. He was now nearly five months old and Kate was beginning to realise what she was letting herself in for. Four months into her pregnancy, with no hope of rescue and a small bump, Kate had to face facts. Their situation wasn't ideal and the heat was starting to get to her.

"When I was pregnant with Aaron, it was the heat that got to me too," Claire said, trying to comfort Kate. "That and the fact that my back was always aching."

Kate smiled, rubbing her hand across her now protruding stomach.

"Luckily I'm not suffering from that, yet," she said quietly. "I don't know how you coped, Claire."

"You'll manage," Claire reassured her.

Kate was still in doubt of how good her mothering skills were. From Claire's lessons she'd learnt how to put on nappies, clean babies up, put them to bed, but Claire couldn't teach Kate how to bond with her baby, or how to love it.

Charlie came over some time later carrying food and water.

"Alright?" He asked Kate, sitting next to Claire.

"Yeah," Kate replied, taking the water bottle he offered her. "Thanks."

She took a swig and then stood up gingerly, stretching.

"I better be going," she said knowing that Charlie and Claire would prefer to be alone together.

She headed once more for the hatch. Jack had had to leave her while he attended to Sullivan on of the survivors hypochondriacs. He had promised to come back as soon as he was finished though. Kate knew the first place he'd check was the hatch. Kate had been spending more and more time down there because it was cool.

Sayid was once again down there pushing the button. He had been eating and sleeping a bit more regularly recently and though he still didn't talk to many people Kate knew that he was starting to move on. It would be a while before he recovered enough to be almost normal again, but at least he was eating properly.

"Hello," he said, smiling genuinely at her.

"Hi," she said, flopping down on the couch next to the record player. "You ok?"

"Yeah, not too bad," Sayid replied. "I must admit that I feel better for actually sleeping."

Kate smiled, knowing that Sayid had been reluctant to return to his tent to sleep when it would seem so empty without Shannon.

"How's the baby?" Asked Sayid after a pause.

"Ok," Kate replied. "Jack says that he's surprised how healthy both my baby and Aaron were, considering the situation we're in."

Sayid nodded typing in the code as the computer began to bleep.

"How're Jack and Sawyer?" He inquired turning back to look at Kate. "I haven't spoken to them for a long time. I haven't spoken to most people for a long time…"

"They're fine," Kate said quickly before Sayid could sink into a depressed stupor. "They've both been looking after me."

"They're good people," Sayid said, resting his head in one hand.

There was a shuffling noise from down the corridor and Jack appeared looking flustered.

"Sorry I took so long," He said, sitting next to Kate and kissing her. "Sullivan wasn't convinced that the herbal remedies Sun came up with would help."

Kate giggled as Jack rolled his eyes.

"Hey, Sayid," Jack said waving at the other man.

"Hello," he said, turning back to the computer to give them some privacy.

Jack and Kate spent most of the rest of the day talking. They wandered back to the beach after Hurley and Libby came down to the hatch. Sawyer joined them in the afternoon and they all sat together watching the sun set.

Later that night when Sawyer had gone to bed and Kate had curled up with Jack in their tent the island seemed to slip into a calm state. Everyone was either asleep, or at the hatch.

A cool breeze blew over the sands and Kate woke rubbing her face. She gasped before she could stop herself. Further down the sand, stood just in the shallows of the water was a man. He was watching Kate and when he saw she was awake he began to walk up the beach towards the trees.

Kate couldn't see his face, but she stood up and followed him as he disappeared through the trees. She crept through the darkness stealthily, but not stealthily enough.

The next morning Jack woke alone.

"Kate?" He stood and glanced around. Sawyer was sat just outside his tent reading. "Hey Sawyer! Have you seen Kate?"

Sawyer looked up at Jack and removed his glasses.

"No," he replied. "I thought she must've got up early and gone to the hatch."

Jack frowned.

"Yeah, probably," He said more to himself than Sawyer, who had returned to his book.

Jack spent most of the morning searching for Kate. By mid morning he was starting to really worry. He'd checked the hatch, the caves, searched the length of the beach, the trees, even gone deep into the jungle (pausing before he got to the others territory) but he couldn't find her anywhere. None of the survivors had seen her either. Jack asked everyone. Nothing. So he returned to Sawyer.

"I can't find her!" He said desperately. "I've looked everywhere, asked everyone, no one has seen her since yesterday!"

Sawyer stood up, concern etched across his face.

"Are you sure?" He asked. "You're positive you asked everyone and looked everywhere?"

"Yes!" Jack said slightly annoyed.

"You don't think…" Sawyer glanced at the trees. Jack's face paled.

"No…" he whispered. "No… they wouldn't…"

But with no other explanation Jack had to face facts. It looked like the second expectant mother had been abducted.