Just to clear up a few things. Sun died a few chapters ago, a little bit in the timeline before finfaction. I didn't want to do it, but there you go. I'm still behind in the Lost series compared to you guys, so I haven't been updating as much. In fact I toyed with the idea to stop writing this piece because I'm now hopelessly in the realm of Alternate Universes...and I depise Alternate Universes. But I realise this is now my chance to be random and I had a second wind in random ideas.

Lets see, I'm in uni, so don't expect regular updates. If you do it's usually the result of a wacky Saturday night out. Like the Saturday I can't remember. Or fencing every Sunday and Tuesday. Crap, I better stop drinking. Otherwise I'm going to turn into my nana. Do you know how fucked up it is to see your 70 year old nana drink from a beer bong? Hol-ly Shit.

Don't own Lost.

Hol-ly shit. My eyes are burning.

"You did what!" Jack gasped after enquiring into Yoon Ji's whereabouts.

"I gave him to Sawyer…it's no biggie Jack." Kate rubbed the back of her neck nervously.

"To…Sawyer?" He gaped.

"He said that he had more experience in raising children than us." She informed.

"But he won't be a good father figure; Yoon Ji will end up becoming a thief or con artist or something! Like father, like son, so I think." He strained, pacing up and down the length of his clinic.

Kate jumped up, "well, I hope this child ends up being a paranoid, overbearing doctor rather than a fugitive like his mother." She indicated to her stomach and marched off in a huff. Jack, realising his mistake jumped after her.

"Whoa, whoa, I didn't mean it like that-"

"You meant every word, Jack; you must have no faith in a way a father raises his son. Do you have father-son issues Jack?" She arched an eyebrow.

"Actually, yes I do. And I have issues with Sawyer raising a little baby boy." He said, sneering in the general direction of Sawyer's Hoard. Kate looked at him with a steely gaze and then walked away. Jack grabbed her wrist.

"What are you doing?" Jack asked.

"I have issues with you raising my child." She hissed, wrenching her arm out of his grip, "My son or daughter is going to be hounded by her father for every thing she does outside of her father's will."

"I'm not like that." Jack retorted.

"Right now you are. You're acting more like my father or mother rather than my lover and partner." She sniffed, "Can't you trust me on this decision? Please Jack?" Jack looked down into her large wet eyes. He silently brushed away a stray hair from her face.

"You're right," He sighed, "I should trust every decision you make." Kate's lips quivered and she pulled him in close, "No more arguments. Let's just hope that Sawyer's choice to take on a baby was a wise choice." He said while stroking her hair.

And so, the days passed; and the days became weeks and the weeks became months. Soon Kate looked liked she was carrying a beach ball underneath her clothes. She began to quite like the bulge and the attention it received. But it was nothing compared to the attention Sawyer was receiving with the bundle of smiles that was Yoon Ji. Kate did make a good decision after all; Sawyer looked marginally happier than he usually did and the kid looked very healthy. One morning as Kate was working in the garden, Claire came through, followed by Aaron and Charlie holding MJ.

"Party Kate! Picnic Party!" Aaron bounced to Kate.

"A picnic?" Kate enquired, looking at Claire and Charlie, "What's the grand occasion?"

"It's Hurley's birthday, so we're having a small picnic to commemorate it." Charlie said, shuffling MJ around in her carrier. MJ had stopped her screaming, which improved her parent's moods.

"Yay! Picnic!" Aaron bounced, grabbing Kate and pulling her away with him.

"Alright, I'll come," Kate laughed, "Tell Jack about the party. I'm sure he'll want to come." She said before being pulled into the forest.

"We will, just don't lose Aaron along the way!" Claire said. Aaron, a sprightly tot of about two or three, was just as big and intelligent as a five-year old. He bounded along the path at breakneck speed, challenging Kate to a race several times.

"I'm a little too fat to be going along for a race, Turnip'." Kate sighed.

"You're not fat. You're preg-nant. That means you're going to have a baby," Aaron nodded his head seriously.

"You're smart, aren't you?" Kate said.

"Not weally; you look like mummy before MJ came. But I know where babies come from and I know it better than mummy even though she's had a baby." He rattled on.

"Huh? How did you know where babies come from better than Claire?" she enquired.

"I asked daddy where babies come from. He said he didn't want to know and told me that mummy knows…he was weally red. I went to mummy and she told me a story about a tab-pole and an egg. But I don't know what a tab-pole is and why there is an egg in mummy's tummy and she kept stopping and thinking, so I think mummy weally doesn't know," he said seriously. Kate was about to laugh, but Aaron continued, "I was going to ask Jack, because he's a doctor and should know where babies come from, but I'm not allowed to go into the forest alone. I asked Hurley, I asked Rose, I asked Shannon and Sayid, and I heard all these different stories about storks and eels and caves and willies. I don't know all of those things except caves. I went to see Sawyer instead."

The colour drained out of Kate's face, "Why did you go to see Sawyer? What did he tell you?"

"He told me that people had sex to have babies." Aaron nodded.

Kate gasped with laughter, "Trust Sawyer. What else did he tell you?"

"He showed me some pictures in a book he had."

"What?"

"He showed me a penis, he showed me a va-jai-na. He told me about sperm and tiny eggs and he showed me and lady and a man having sex. And now I know where babies come from." Aaron grinned proudly.

A muscle under Kate's eye twitched.

"Did Jack really get his penis into your va-jai-na?" Aaron asked innocently, "Because I don't know how to get my penis all big and straight like the man in the picture. I'm really worried."

"Is Sawyer at the picnic?" Kate demanded Aaron.

"Y-Yes. Are you angry at Sawyer?" He said. Kate grabbed Aaron's wrist and stormed off into the direction of the party.

"What do you think?" She snapped.

"I think you're scary." Aaron whimpered.

Would Sawyer corrupt a young child's mind? Probably not intentially...but he can be a right-royal shit-stirrer.