Happy Tuesday - Glad you like my Jacob. I love Jacob in the show. More Jacob, I say! Also thrilled you like how I write.
KK6916 - At least the Jate balances out the Skate for you. Thanks for reviewing!
Jess - I love Sawyer and how he always seems to get in the way at the worst times. It really works when I need a quick subject change. Haha. I don't like Skate either...but I do like Sawyer/Kate friendship.
Desmond has a very simple purpose in my fic. Someone needs to be in the hatch to push the button...and who better than Desmond?
Ah yeah. Woulda been a cool scene to write, but right now I can't really see Jack flipping out about the ring. And I can't see Kate being uncareful and letting anyone else see it at the moment.
Haha. Oh yes! Little Jaby Jesus! No. xD I thought about using a Biblical name, but I couldn't find one to fit this kid. I've written them before in RPs and I've decided to use their original name...'cause the meaning just fits their personality oh so well.
OTP = One True Pairing. -facepalm- I shoulda just pieces two and two together. Lol.
Boo2ubam - Just remember...just because someone died on LOST doesn't mean they're dead. =]
Temporarilymisplaced - Ah...but their disfunctional-ness is great.
Pavement Chaser - I'm really glad you like it! Thanks for reviewing!
Anon - You just made the little review notes. You reviewed just as I was typing these. Glad I refreshed the other page! I'm happy you like how I'm doing things.

Just a few notes here:
1. Yeah...I do update really fast. But as I said, it's bc I'm going to camp soon and I really want to leave off in a place I know I'll want to continue when I get back. I hope to get to at least near the end of S1. Once I get back, don't expect replies to be so frequent 'cause I'll be getting ready for college and it'll be crazyyy.
2. About the Skate in my fic. I can garauntee the ending will be Jate...but I can't promise the entire fic will be. So, I hope you can get through the Skate moments I have in store.
3. Timing is off for something in this chapter. It's something extremely minor, but I know someone will end up figuring it out. If you don't see it, don't look for it. If you do see it, don't worry about it. It's really nothing too big. I just wanted it that way bc it fit. x]
4. I'm not so sure you'll love this chapter as much as I do...but here it is! Enjoy.

I had a feeling. I recalled being back home, watching a rerun of Grey's Anatomy with Jack after we had put Aaron to bed. He said the show was stupid and hospitals were never like that, but we watched it anyway due to lack of anything better to do. I remembered the episode because it reminded me of how I had been feeling since I woke up. In the show, the slutty blond doctor had woke up with a feeling and didn't want to get out of bed. She said she thought she might die that day. I couldn't remember much, but I knew a bomb exploded in the ER. I had a feeling like I might die.

Like the serious, foreign woman had dragged the slutty blond doctor out of bed, so had Sawyer done the same. Only, he resembled the slutty doctor more than he did the serious, foreign one. He didn't use quite as much force though, standing out side my shelter instead of coming in and making me get up. Apparently, someone needed to get some food that wasn't meat for everyone. Fortunately for me -not-, I was the only one pretty decent at climbing trees.

I walked across the beach, hauling bananas and acting visibly proud of my find. I pretended not to know that I knew exactly where to find them. Some clothing in the distance caught my eye and I strode up to it, glancing down at the outfit and the book Watership Down. Closing my eyes, I groaned and shook my head. Leave it to me to wind up in positions like this even though I should have had some clue this was going to happen. Maybe this was why I had the feeling. I thought about it then quickly changed my mind. Seeing Sawyer naked was nowhere near death.

"Hell of a book!" Sawyer commented, stepping out of the ocean. "It's about bunnies."

I glanced at him, unable to help but let my eyes wander up and down his body. Not only was Sawyer hott, but he was also naked in front of me, so I told myself it wasn't my fault for checking him out; it was his own. "Must be cold without your trunks."

"You bet," he answered. "How about you come a little closer and warm me up?"

I laughed. "In your dreams, James." I tossed a banana on his clothes then walked off to go see what I was supposed to do with the rest of them.

"I saw you checking me out!" He called after me.

I glanced over my shoulder. "I was comparing you to the bananas! They're a lot bigger!" I took off running as he playfully darted after me, but he didn't get very far before he apparently realized he was still naked and had to go back for his clothes.

-----------

I left the food with a few people on the beach, making them promise to ration it out before I made my way back over to where Sawyer was. I knew I was willingly putting myself into dangerous territory with him, but I was confident in myself that I could handle it. I would keep my clothes on and my legs tightly closed when he was around. I wondered if I should do away with my lips too. He wasn't in his spot when I got there and his stuff was gone. I glanced out into the ocean one more time to make sure he hadn't ventured back out, a tad disappointed when I didn't see him.

The beach seemed lonely with Jack at the caves. I gathered my courage and headed that way. Eventually, I was going to have to tell him that I was pregnant. I wouldn't have to tell him it was his kid, but he was going to get suspicious when my stomach started suddenly growing. The jungle was eerily quiet and it sent chills up and down my spine. Maybe the feeling was because Sawyer wasn't going to interrupt me this time as I explained my issue to Jack.

I let myself into Jack's cave, pausing in the entryway. He was surrounded by all his doctor stuff, fixing up some scrapes on Boone. It looked like Sayid had been injured too. "What happened?" I asked, glancing over at Boone for an answer.

He narrowed his eyes and answered with one word. "Sawyer."

Of course. I rubbed my forehead, tuning out as Boone began to explain to Jack that Sawyer just randomly jumped him. I didn't tune back in until I heard the word 'asthma'. My feeling intensified exceedingly and I found myself being the one who was struggling to breathe. "Maybe you shouldn't accuse…"

"He has stuff that was in my luggage!" Boone practically exploded. "You're sticking up for that jerk?"

"I thought it was live together, die alone," I spat, crossing my arms. "Or does that only include the people you want it to?"

"Guys," Jack interrupted, glancing between the two of us before turning to me. "Is there something you wanted, Kate?"

"I thought since you wanted me to move in here, I'd be welcome anytime." I huffed. "Guess I was wrong."

"Kate!" Jack called after me as I walked away.

I must have searched for Sawyer for at least thirty minutes. I found him back on the beach, but Jack had already caught up with him. I could see the two of them arguing from the distance and could make out the sound of their harsh voices. "Hey!" I called jogging over. "What is going on here?" Jack walked away and I followed him.

"I'm going to kill him," he stated, running a hand over his hair.

My breath was catching in my chest, but I didn't let it show. "That won't get you what you want," I informed him.

"Maybe not," he answered. "But it'll feel good."

I narrowed my eyes at him and walked in front of him then stopped and turned to look at him. "So what's stopping you from killing him? Huh?"

"We're not savages, Kate. Not yet." He attempted to step around me, but I stopped him.

"He doesn't have the inhalers, Jack. I have a connection with him, okay? I know he doesn't have them. Whatever he found the belonged to Boone, it washed up on shore!"

"I can't believe you actually believe that guy." He stepped around me again and walked off.

I was the one that couldn't believe him. I wondered where him not trusting me had started and now I realized it had been there the entire time we knew each other. I shoved my hands in my pockets and walked back to the beach again, kicking hard at the sand once I got there.

"Ya look like ya just lost your best friend, Sweet Cheeks." Sawyer drank the last few sips from his water bottle then placed the cap back on it.

I forced a smile. "You're going to have to find a way to convince them you don't have those inhalers, Sawyer. Everyone is pretty damn angry at you."

"I ain't worried about those yahoos being pissed off at me. If they got nothing better to do with their time, let the island drama being." He waved his hands in the air then smiled. "It'll be like a twisted version of survivor. Who'd'ya think'll win?"

"It's half the island against one, Sawyer. I'm not placing any bets on your end." I leaned against his shelter.

"Aw. You ain't on my side?" He grabbed another empty water bottle and nodded at me. "You coming or ya just gonna stand there all day?"

"Where are you going?" He didn't answer me as he began to walk across the beach and toward the tree line. I looked at the empty bottles in his hand, feeling panic surge through me. "You're not going to the caves are you?" I hurried after him. "I don't think that's such a good idea with them so mad at you?"

"And dehydrating is a better one? Don't get your panties in a bunch. I've handled worse than whatever those morons can throw at me."

I ran a hand through my hair and followed him. "Right," I whispered, shaking my head. I stuck by his side the entire trip, glancing every which way. I could feel my stomach rolling from being so nervous and intent on this being one thing I managed to stop. Whatever this led up to, it could happen a different way. I could find another reason for Sayid to run off, if that was significant.

Sawyer stopped by the stream, uncapping the bottles. "Here." He tossed me the caps, which I managed to catch. He dripped both bottles in the running water at the same time, filling them up.

The caps fell to the ground as Jack approached. "Jack," I started, but he ignored me.

"Give me the inhalers now." He came right up behind Sawyer.

Sawyer stood up straight and turned around. "I don't even get a pretty please with sugar on top?"

Jack punched him.

"Jack!" I cried out, watching Sawyer's bottles hit the ground and the water trickle to the floor. I glanced up, staring horrified at Jack.

"Well, it's about time, Cowboy," Sawyer spat. "Been telling ya since day one, we're in the wild. Didn't think you had it in you."

Jack slugged him again.

"Stop it!" I yelled angrily, attracting the attention of some of the other cave-dwellers. No one stepped up to help.

"That all you got?" Sawyer asked Jack, raising his fist to punch him back.

Sayid approached him from behind.

I stood there, helplessly lost in my thoughts. Before, I recalled him being knocked out on the beach. I needed to get him to the beach. I needed the time I used to have back so I could think of some sort of solution.

Before Sawyer could introduce his fist to Jack, Sayid knocked Sawyer over the head. The southerner collapsed to the ground.

"What are you doing?!" I was clearly distraught, but neither Jack nor Sayid seemed to even notice me. "Jack!" I jumped in front of him as they began to drag Sawyer across the ground. "Jack, listen to me," I pleaded. "He doesn't have the medicine. He doesn't. I know he doesn't. Trust me," I found myself begging again. "Just this once, Jack, trust me. Please, trust me. Trust me." I sounded like a broken record, tears stinging my eyes.

"This was Sawyer's choice," Jack answered. "Not mine."

"Jack, if you do this…" Jack and Sayid stepped around me, dragging my friend to be tortured. I went after them, taking long strides in order to keep up. I couldn't beg anymore, unable to find my voice.

They tied him to a tree, waking him up and putting him through hell for what seemed like forever. I stood a few feet back, leaning against a tree as I watched. Tears were pouring down my face and I caught myself sobbing several times, uncaring that I was nearly hysterical in front of the three of them. They didn't seem to even know I was there anyway.

It wasn't until Sayid began screaming at Sawyer that Jack looked over at me. His gaze seemed to soften and I stared at him pleadingly, arms wrapped around myself for whatever comfort I could get. "Sayid, I think you're taking it too far," he stated. "Sayid!" Sayid continued to yell at Sawyer and shove bamboo up the man's fingernails. "Kate, stop looking," Jack stated, walking over to me. "Go back to the beach."

"How can I go back to the beach when you're trying to kill my friend when he can't even help you?!" I cried. I continued to stare at Sawyer, but I soon found myself wrapped in Jack's arms, his hand pressing my head against his shoulder so I couldn't see anymore. He was asking Sayid to stop and I wondered if it was because he actually believed me or he simply felt sorry for me.

"The only person I'll tell is Kate," Sawyer finally spat.

I pulled away from Jack, turning the face him. "No you won't," I replied. "Because we both know you never took the inhalers."

"Well the girl does have a point." Sawyer nodded his head. He began to loosen the bonds that held him to the tree and I knelt down to help him. "Only medical crap I found was a pregnancy test this morning while I was swimming. And that was already used. Congratulations, whoever's expecting, People!" He yelled.

I pressed my hands to my eyes.

"He's lying," Sayid stated. "He is a liar." He pulled a knife from his pocket, bringing it down to use it as a threat against Sawyer. I moved in attempt to get up and got in the way and before I knew it, the blade went through my arm.

I was no longer crying. Instead, I was just staring wide-eyed at the blood that was pouring from the wound. Fortunately, it wasn't spurting out as it had been when Sawyer had been stabbed. I had forgotten about the knife and now I really wished I had remembered. My lips began to quiver again and with a shaking hand, I moved to grab the handle.

Jack was instantly in front of me, grabbing my hand to stop me from touching it. "Don't pull it out, Kate. Not yet. We need to get back to the caves." He slid his arm under me to help me up, but my legs felt like jell-o. "Kate, you need to stand." Before I could put anymore strength into lifting myself up though, his arms were under me and lifting me up bridal style.

"I had a feeling," I whispered, watching Sawyer undo the rest of the rope until he was out of sight as Jack carried me toward the caves.

"A feeling?" he inquired. "What kind of feeling?"

"Like I might die today," I answered. "Like that slutty blond doctor on…"

"On Grey's Anatomy?" He finished then shook his head. "Kate, do you actually watch that awful show? You realize it's nothing like being in a real hospital." He sat me down in his cave, grabbing a piece of cloth before placing a hand on the handle of the knife. "In a real hospital…"

I tuned him out (as he rambled on about how different the two were) and muffled my cry against my good arm as the knife was yanked from my arm then pressure was applied. I sniffled a few times and closed my eyes. "I only watched it once," I defended, glancing at me as if he was accusing me of something awful. "It was with a guy I really liked."

Jack glanced at me and raised his eyebrows then nodded. "Lucky guy."

"He turned out to be a real jerk," I answered.

"I'm sorry." He cleaned my wound then wrapped a bandage around it. "Want me to kick his ass for you when we get off this rock?"

I laughed quietly and shook my head. "That's okay. I can do it myself."

Sayid walked slowly into the cave and knelt down in front of me, taking my hand in his. "I am terribly sorry for what I did to you. I did not mean to stab anybody with that knife."

"I forgive you, Sayid," I replied, swallowing. "I know you didn't mean it."

"I'm leaving," Sayid said. "I don't know for how long."

"Sayid," I tried to protest. He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it gently then stood and walked off. I glanced over at Jack, then looked down. "Can I ask you something?"

"If it's if I like Grey's Anatomy, I'm going to have to say no." He smiled then nodded. "Anything."

"Think you could put up with a roommate for awhile?" I couldn't put away all the anger; especially the rage I felt right then about today. There was a lot of work that needed done between the two of us and it wasn't going to happen with me on the beach.

"I don't know." His answer filled me with humiliation and dread until I realized he was kidding. "I guess as long as you keep your half of the cave tidy and don't drag in any pet dinosaurs or anything. Now it's my turn to tell you something."

I eased myself back against the wall of the cave. "Anything," I repeated him.

"Congratulations on the baby."