Jack strolled down across the beach towards Ana's private shelter. He needed to tell her. He needed to tell her that he loved her. It was about time. He had been kidding himself constantly believing that Kate was always the one for him. But he knew now that she was not. No, A young woman named Ana-Lucia was the one for him. The one who could challenge him at everything he did, the one who deep down knew she would not screw with his mind as Kate did. One day it was him the next it was Sawyer.

He got to her shelter and pulled up the flapped entrance and looked in but found it empty.

"Ana" he called as he looked at his surroundings. Seeing nothing he looked down at the sand and he could she foot prints leading away from the shelter. Following their trail he noticed that they headed towards the water.

Ana could feel the pressure on her lungs as she let the last of the air escape her. Her feet were ground into the sand deeply entangled in the slippery reeds that lined the ocean floor. Her eyes were wide but burnt as the salt water filled them. Suddenly she became very light headed and stars were dancing in front of her eyes.

Everytime they shut Shannon's final moments popped up as did Jason's. Everytime Shannon's did though it sent a painful pang through her heart. Whenever Jason's did. She felt nothing. Looking up she could just about make out the moon as it danced across the water's top.

All of a sudden though Jack popped into her mind and suddenly guilt flooded her body as to what this would do to him. Her death. Surely it would affect him. It may not affect anyone else but it would affect him. And that hurt more then any bullet that had soared through her did. But she didn't have time to think anymore as suddenly she was pulled into the black abyss that was unconsciousness.

Jack looked out at the water and noticed that the footsteps had ended right where he was standing. It only took him a minute to realize that he could see just about a dark figure under the water's surface. And then it hit him. He knew where Ana was.

Without another thought he sprinted as fast as he could into the cold water his legs pumping fast and hard as he swam closer and closer to the woman. No, no come on why did you do this he screamed at her mentally as he swam faster and faster towards the floating figure. Within moments he was able to grasp onto her arms and pulled her up but realized that she was stuck. He tugged as hard as he could trying to get her legs to untangle but he knew it was pointless so he dived under. His hands made quick work of the reeds and finally he managed to break her through to the surface. Holding her head above water he swam hurriedly back to the shore.

Once he had gotten shallow enough he scooped her up into his arms and ran the remainder of the way. He put her limp body down on the wet sand and water drifted in and out around them. He fell to his knees next to her and pounded hard on her chest. Her lips were blue and her face was pale.

"Come on" he yelled as he pounded harder and harder on her chest. Getting no reaction he pressed his lips to her's and breathed air into her body. Once more he began pushing hard on her chest trying desperately to get her to breathe.

"Come on Ana, come back to me" he said his voice braking as he carried on pounding harder and harder on her chest. He would not give up on her even though she had given up on him. Once more he leant down and breathed his air into her. Again no reaction.

"Please Ana, please come back to me" he almost cried as he pushed up and down on her chest. With one last dejected thump he slammed his fist in frustration against her chest. But as he did this a loud cough rung in his ear's and water spilled out of her mouth as she choked on the salty liquid.

"That's it good girl get it all up" he cooed as he rolled her onto her side as more water spilt from her lungs and out onto the sand. Once he knew the water had come up he turned her over so she was back on her back. He cradled her head to him and rocked back and forth thanking whoever had sent her back to him. Slowly her eyes fluttered open as she took in her surroundings. Everything sounded muffled. Death didn't feel like this. She had experienced death and it wasn't at all like this. After several blinks she looked up at the warm arms around her as she shivered violently. There she was met with Jack's worried face. She definitely wasn't dead.

"Why did you do that" he scolded angrily looking down at the fragile woman in his arms. So many emotions flooded into his body at that moment. Relief, anger, joy, fear. Ana went to answer but she couldn't find her voice. Her throat felt raw as if she had just swallowed a cactus whole.

"Let's get you somewhere warm" he said watching as she shivered . He lifted her up into his arms again and headed towards her shelter which was a few meters away. Ducking down into it he placed her down and picked up the blanket she had been using throwing it around her shoulder's and wrapping it tightly around her. He fell down next to her and wrapped his arms around her pulling Ana right up against his chest, He knew he was wet but he didn't care. She couldn't feel the wetness of his shirt but she would be able to feel the body heat radiating off him. He sucked in a deep calming breath and rested his wet head on her's sighing loudly.

"What were you thinking" he whispered quietly. At least she was alive. She was here in his arms. Safe. For now.

"I wasn't" she rasped out just as quietly. This made Jack's arms tighten around her protectively.

"I could have lost you, didn't you think about that, didn't you think about me" Jack said trying to be angry but he couldn't. The relief that she was still here was overwhelming.

"I did, I thought about a lot of other things to" she whispered weakly as warmth finally began to seep back into her cold and aching bones. Jack just nodded his head above her's. "Why should I still be here, I've cheated death one to many times, and I've killed someone who deserved to live, I've got nothing to give anymore" she choked again as more of her feelings came tumbling out. She fought for control over emotions. But it was pointless.

"What did I say last night huh" Jack began as he pulled back to look down at her face. She refused to look at him. "Just cause you've done some stupid things, does not mean you should die, everyone deserves a second chance" Jack added thinking back to their last conversation.

"Well I've had too many chances then haven't I" she muttered quietly as her gaze was fixed on the horizon once more. But this time the pull wasn't to the ocean. But to the man who's arms were draped around her securely.

What was I thinking she thought realizing what she had done. She may be only the remnants of a person but she certainly was not a coward. What was she doing even thinking of taking the cowards way out. More memories suddenly hit her from nowhere, But these weren't like the ones she had that were telling her she should die. These were the ones that showed her reasons why she had to live and all the good things that have happened to her in her life.

Making the police force, Her family, her friends, and Jack. That last one was unexpected. She didn't see it coming.

"Don't say that, Ana I don't think you realize how much you have to offer this world. You were once a cop and more then likely a pretty good one at that, you have a big heart and even though you hide it i know it's there, I've seen it and I've been told about it, and the strength you gave to the tail end survivors, if it wasn't for you they would be dead by now, but you kept them alive, you kept the burden of their life on your shoulders and I must say you did a good job" Jack reassured trying to get her back to him. To the normal Ana.

"I'm sorry, I didn't plan it, just everything got on top of me and it was building and building and building, I didn't know what else to do, I tried to talking to you and I thought it had helped but I was wrong, it only made everything worse" she confessed her voice still raw from where the salt had rubbed against her throat.

"I know, I know, it's okay now Ana, I'm here please remember that" he soothed as he hugged her even closer. He never wanted to let her go. Let her out of his sight until he knew she was fully fine. And when that would be he did not know.

She just nodded her head against his chest lost for words. I can't lose myself again, I can't do it she cried to herself as he rocked back and forth with her. She didn't realize though she wasn't just crying inside but also outside. They trickled down her cheek and landed silently on the blanket around her. Jack's hand soon appeared and he rubbed away the tears with his thumb. She leaned her head into his cupped hand and took in a deep breath through her nose inhaling his smell.

The two just sat in silence Jack pulling Ana onto his lap to help keep her even warmer. Now he used his whole body to warm her up not just his arms. Her head was rested in the crook of his neck as she snuggled in closer trying to absorb every bit of warmth that she could.

She had never been this way with a man before. She had never let someone see her so weak. She usually closed herself off and hid her hurt from the world but when Jack was with her, it didn't matter. She wasn't ashamed to cry in front of him, she wasn't ashamed to beg, to sob loudly. And she knew why that was. She had known it all along. She had fallen for Jack Sheppard. And she had fallen hard.

The sun arose across the island and Jack watched idly as it rose higher and higher into the sky. He was sat just outside the shelter his legs folded beneath him. His mind was still numb after what had happened the night before. Automatically he looked in at Ana who was sound asleep curled up tightly only her hair visible from beneath the blankets. He watched as the shadows began to disappear and sun entered the shelter. As if Ana knew that the sun was there warming her up she turned over so he was now facing Jack. The sun shone across her face bringing instant color to them. He smiled to himself as he watched her sleep. All traces of anguish and hurt had vanished from her face and she looked at ease. There were no worried creases, or raised eyebrows, Just her beauty in it's purest form.

Very slowly her eyes fluttered open and it took a minute to register Jack in front of her.

"Hey" he said turning and crawling into the shelter. Ana pushed herself up slowly the bruises from her fight with Sawyer making themselves known as she winced in pain when she sat up.

"Hey" she croaked her voice just as raspy as the night before. Going through his bag he pulled out his water and handed it to her. She shook her head.

"I think I've had enough water in me to last me a week thanks" she joked sarcastically. Jack laughed at this. It was an improvement. At least she could actually think straight enough to crack a joke.

"This will help your throat" he said pushing it towards her once more. This time she took it and took a long gulp the water actually soothing her burning throat.

"Thanks" she answered handing it back to him. He took it and stuffed it back in his bag next to him. "What's the time" she asked as she ran a hand through her matted hair.

"Probably around five maybe six" he said not knowing for sure what the time was anymore. When he was with her time didn't exist. There was no need for it.

Ana just nodded before pulling her stiff knees up to her chin. "I'm so sorry Jack, after what I did last night" she muttered ashamedly trying to hide her face from his.

Jack came in closer and tilted her face to look at him. "We've been over this Ana, I'm gonna help you, don't think you haven't got anyone because you have" he reassured taking in her tired eyes. He could see the dark bags beneath them and they stood out a lot more on her paled face.

She nodded and managed a small smile at him. She couldn't believe it. Couldn't believe him. How he could ease her worries with a click of his fingers. He was a doctor and she knew somehow he would help fix her.

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