Kate was 8 months pregnant before her actions finally got to her, she just couldn't take it anymore. She had tried several times to muster up the courage to talk to Sawyer again, but she just couldn't do it. And avoiding him on an island where secrets traveled faster like fire wasn't easy at all.
She sat in the hatch one early morning, waiting for Jack to finish his shift.
"I decided on a name." She smiled, as Jack entered the kitchen where she was eating the dharma initiative version of Cheerio's.
"Really?" Jack asked, curious.
Kate nodded. "Lily Rose."
"Beautiful." Jack smiled. "That the same if its a boy?"
Kate laughed, "Its not a boy."
"You know, I'd have patients all the time tell me a persons instinct is better then science...sometimes they were right."
He sat next to her, gently touching her hand, that was resting on the table.
"Jack...we need to talk."
The look in her eyes gave him an uneasy feeling.
She looked in his eyes and saw the raw emotion, the love her felt for her, and quickly changed her mind. She wasn't ready yet. "I was just wondering um...how is this whole labor going to work? Where am I having the baby?"
Jack's tension ceased with the words she spoke. He smiled a little. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you. You'll have it here of course, Its easiest to get pillows and blankets and just deliver on the floor, its too cramped in the bunks. Sun walked around a bit, it was easier for her that way...It's whatever you want honestly." He squeezed her hand a little.
She was barely paying attention as he spoke. All she could think about was Sawyer.
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"Lily Rose." Ana Lucia said as she walked towards Sawyer the following morning.
Sawyer's face went white.
"What did you say?" He growled. Ana Lucia was a bit taken aback.
"I heard Kate talking to Claire. She said that's the name she picked if it IS a girl."
Sawyer didn't even bother to reply. He stood up and walked down the shore, Kate was alone, "sinking" in the sand.
"You got some nerve, freckles." He said, startling her.
"What now, Sawyer?"
"Lily Rose, eh?"
She didn't even bother to ask who told him, she didn't need to guess either, she was positive it was Ana Lucia.
"Is there a problem with that name?" Kate asked, an angered tone in her voice.
"Yeah, problem is I never told anyone, especially you that name."
"And?"
"You been snoopin' around, listening to me in my sleep, stalkin' me? I wanna know where you got that name."
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Sawyer?" This wasn't exactly the way she hoped they'd start talking again. "I had a dream, all right? I had a dream, about my daughter, and her name was Lily Rose. Is that okay, do you need a detailed version? Do I have to draw it out for you?" Kate turned to walk away. She didn't need this, not now.
"I was six years old when Lily Rose died." Sawyer quietly said. Kate felt as if her heart stopped when she heard those words. She turned to face him, his eyes filled with sorrow. "She was beautiful, long, blonde hair and these big huge blue eyes. She didn't live to far from me, and always hung out like she was one of the boys. She'd be wearin' jeans her hair up in a ponytail and she'd go catch frogs with us and climb trees. We were young and naive but we said one day we were gonna get married in this little ol' church down the road, and she was gonna be a horse trainer and I was gonna be a cowboy and things were going to be wonderful. Then one mornin' she never came to play. I waited, and waited cuz Jackie Taylor down the road said he went out early that mornin' and caught 4 frogs and I knew Lilly Rose would love it. Her aunt came by that night and told me, Lily Rose had gone to heaven. She said it so Nice, like nothing had happened, like it was okay. My best friend was dead, her drunk daddy lost control of his pickup and she wasn't wearin her seatbelt...and he aunt came in talkin' about angels and heaven..." Sawyer's life was complicated, full of shadows and secrets, but in that moment, Kate saw him for who he really was. He sighed before continuing. "Everytime I see you, I think, if she had ever grown up...she'd be just like you."
He swallowed back the pain he felt and said, "You can't have that name, that's my name. I always said, much as I never planned on havin' kids. I'd name my daughter that. You wanna run off with Jack, you don't name that baby Lily Rose. You name that baby after Jack's great Grandma Esther, you name is after his aunt Sally, but you don't name it Lily Rose."
He turned and walked back up the beach, leaving Kate speechless. And in the moments she watched him walk away, she made her final decision. She listened to her heart.