Chapter 6

Hey guys!! again sorry for not updating sooner, but I just had to re-think a few things about this fic and now I'm pretty sure as to what direction I wanna take it in, so here goes and a big thank you once again to the people who have read and reviewed this story. You rock and I hope you keep it comin guys ;)

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It had been three days now and she hadn't seen anyone since then. Not that she knew anyone around here and all, but she was still a tad bit curious as to why she was being kept here in the first place. However as the thought crossed her mind, she was suddenly greeted with the presence of the very woman she had seen three days ago still holding the same child in her arms. A child she couldn't help but still feel a strange connection towards, and not just in an obvious sense of déjà vu, but in a way where she felt an actual physical relation of some kind.

"Claire are you alright?" Elizabeth asked the slightly distracted blonde while attempting to shush the now whining and uncomfortable baby in her arms. All the blonde did in response was continue to stare at the whimpering baby in the woman's arms. The infant looking at her in a pleading way and it confused the blonde even further. Does he know me? Is he mine? She asked herself and with that she made the move to satisfy her growing suspicions.

"Hey you need a little help there" Claire offered while holding her arms out in an obvious gesture for the baby to be given over to her, and at first the other woman was quite reluctant in complying, but she didn't want to give their true intentions away just yet, so with that she decided to play along and hand the baby over to the blonde.

"Shush shssh…..your okay Sweetheart" Claire kept on repeating to the crying infant who much to her surprise started to slowly calm down, being slowly soothed by the familiarity of her voice and within minutes he was lulled into a peaceful slumber, his face now buried in the crook of her neck, his arms not willing to let go of her any time soon and all the blonde could do as a result was stare at the figure in front of her in an innocent manner.

"Wow you're a natural. Ever done this before?" Elizabeth offered the blonde with a sly smile knowing very well that there was no way that the blonde could ever have any recollection of knowing that she was in fact holding her own son. However the brunette was sadly mistaken, because she never knew or understood that a motherly bond could never be broken and even though Claire's memory seemed to have been wiped out considerably, she started to feel something within her. A connection that was starting to grow and surface as she held this tiny soul within her arms.

( Back at the Medical Station)

For the rest of the night, she had just stayed cooped up in that dark and dingy room, thinking of every possible way that she could have stopped this from happening and the more she did it, the more she felt worse about herself and how observant she was of him as his so called friend, she sarcastically told herself.

Although on some level she knew that she had felt something for him at one point and it certainly stayed far away from the ingredients of a basic friendship, but now, now things were a lot more complicated, as she felt so emotionally conflicted. Did she love him more than a friend? Was that the reason she was feeling so conflicted?, Was she was loving the wrong man? She wondered as she hit her head against the wall, trying to bang some sense into herself.

"Hey" Jack announced while opening the door a bit to immediately catch a glimpse of her now resting against the wall with tears still running down her face at what had happened. At that he was once again reminded of last night's events, and with that he thought of just leaving her alone to figure what she really wanted, but as he caught sight of the broken and defeated look in her once lively filled green emerald eyes, all thoughts went out the window and he immediately lowered himself to her level, and wordlessly took her into his arms and soothed her now frantic sobbing.

After spending a whole solid fifteen minutes of allowing her to get it out of her system, she finally calmed down, maintaing the pace of her rapid breathing, and when she was done she simply pulled away from him and looked deep into his eyes.

"Better" Jack asked her while simply gazing back into her focused eyes, and all she did in response was attempt to lean forward and brush her lips against his, but halfway through it he surprised and startled her when he just kissed the side of her cheek instead of allowing her lips to seal his, making her truly confused now and slightly hurt as well for the sudden and obvious change in him.

He too sensed her confusion right away and just offered her a sad smile in return, and with that he wordlessly got up and went back into the room where Chris was situated in at the moment, leaving Kate to look at the spot where he once had been and then break down yet again, at finally realising why he was doing this to her, and what he was silently asking of her as well. To choose once and for all.

On the way back to Chris's room, he too felt broken and slightly angry with himself for having left things like that, but in some ways he also needed to make her realise that he wouldn't just sit back and allow her to practically cheat on him just because she was emotionally conflicted at the time, he had, had enough of it already in the past and he sure as hell wasn't gonna go through it again, so with that he reassured himself mentally that he would be patient and let her see this through for herself, hoping that she would revert back to the old Kate he used to love and cherish, the Kate who was the mother of his son.

Kate on the other hand felt like she was literally split in two at this point. Should I continue to think about him and what could have been, or should I get my ass off this floor right now and fight for what I have already, and suddenly realisation hit her, in the clear form of one thing, one person, Chris. He was without a doubt the best thing that had ever happened to her and she wouldn't even consider trading anything else for it, and she had something or someone to thank, for giving her this wonderful gift, the one man who had constantly been there for her through thick and thin. Accepting her even after what she had done to him, and in realisation of that she suddenly came up with a decision, one that should have been clear to her from the start, she ridiculously reminded herself. However as she made the move to get up and walk back towards her choice, she was suddenly snapped out of her thinking and alerted by a loud noise coming from the direction of the room she knew Chris and Jack to be in at the moment.

When she got there, she swung the jarred door open and gasped at the sight in front of her, not really believing what she was seeing with her very own eyes.

(Meanwhile)

They were about a mile from the beach where they had left the others behind to pick up on any trace as to where all the survivors were, and all of a sudden the three of them were startled and slightly thrown back by the force of the explosion that had just erupted now feet away from them, destroying everything in it's path.

"What the hell" Tom uttered, his gaze in genuine shock while looking back at the other two now also lying on the jungle floor looking at him with the same expression, and to add more to their problems, their prisoner was starting to stir which wouldn't be a good idea for them in the slightest, mainly because they weren't a match for what he was truly capable of doing, or conjuring in his case. So with that the old man made a move to put him into an unconscious state once again, but he was suddenly stopped by Ben's arm coming in his way to stop him from causing any damage to his most prized weapon and possession.

"We need him Tom. He is our only chance against them. He is our best form of survival now, whether we like it or not." Ben declared making Tom let out a huff of annoyance in response at first, but then reluctantly agree and see what the man meant, so instead he went over and helped Ben by laying one of Sawyer's shoulders over him so that they could carry him and continue to make the trek back, silently hoping and praying the whole way that they would make it through this, despite what may have happened already not so far off.

Hey guys there it is and as the chapters progress, we'll start to see more of the Survivors and the Primals as well, and their true intentions. Anyhoo so what do you guys think so far?

P.S. Makeup Jex is just on the horizon!!