speckled girl – Thanks im glad you like it :) and im glad you like the idea too.

KSP33 - Sana hee hee I love sana lovers hee hee. Im glad you love the story.

Miralys – Im glad you love the sana. I hope this chapter will explain that a little bit, what I hoped people would get from this is that while he was stuck in the cage he had thinking time and with her dying his feelings began to come out. Let me know if this chapter makes it any clearer :)

Part 5

It had been a few weeks since the attack. Sawyer would not leave her alone. What had gotten into him? He had explained everything to her, about how she should have died, and about coming back in time to save her. What she didn't understand was why?

It was Libby's funeral tomorrow; she couldn't help but feel guilty for her death. She had argued with Jack for hours that morning to allow her to attend, but the doctor being the doctor he protested, she was still too weak.

"I'd like to show him weak." She muttered to herself as she attempted to crawl out of bed.

"Hey, hey, where do ya think your going rambina?" Sawyer appeared around the corner of the room.

"Oh great, just what I need." She rolled her eyes sarcastically as she threw a leg over the side of the bed. Within a few seconds she was fully standing up, wobbling from the lack of use of her legs. Sawyer grabbed her arm and steadied her.

"You need to rest Ana."

"I'll rest later. I am not missing Libby's funeral, you couldn't stop me if a meteoroid hit the island. I'm going." She was so stubborn.

"Why are you suddenly so concerned anyway? You have been totally different since this supposed time travel thing, haven't skitted me once."

"Things change Ana. You don't realise how much you care for someone till you lose them, and weather you want it or not, you have got my attention." She sighed and sat back on the bed. Brushing her hair out of her face before her head hung in her hands. Sawyer stood awkwardly in front of her, unsure of what action to take. Her shoulders began to shudder, and her breath wagered. Sawyer's heart melted, he carefully sat down beside her, his arm draping across her shoulders, pulling her into him. She wept into his chest.

"Don't worry chica. I'll look afta ya." She surrendered to his embrace, letting all of the guilt and grief wash over her; he brushed it all away, wiping the tears from below her eyes. Once more, their eyes connected, this time in a way neither of them had felt before. The tears welled up in her eyes, the connection proving too much. His eyes pulled on muscles in her heart she didn't even know she had before. Their gaze never breaking for a second. His breath hot on her skin, as he leaned in closer. He planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. They were caught up in the moment; she leaned up to meet his lips. The connection like nothing she had felt before. His hand slid down her back to rest on her hip, while hers reached up to his head and her fingers tangled in his hair. Their kiss, gentle and surprisingly loving. Her teeth scraped his lower lip, their kiss deepening.

"Ana? Are you here?" The pair tore apart, just as Jack walked into the room.

"Your up? I was just coming to get you. You wanted to come to the funeral, fine, but your straight back here after."

"Thanks Jack." As Jack turned to leave, Sawyers arm laced back around Ana's back as he lightly kissed her cheek.