It was still dark on the island and Chloe had forsaken her tent for a stroll along the beach. She'd ended up pretty far along and had decided to rest.

"Chloe !"

"Sawyer, what do you want ?" Chloe sighed, standing and brushing the sand off of her pants.

"Will you just let me explain !" he asked. "Please..."

"Fine, say what you have too," Chloe shook her head.

"I really like you Chloe, and what I said was stupid. I didn't mean it," Sawyer tried desperatly.

"Sawyer, I can't be in a relationship with you because of this. You say something to hurt me, then win me back, only to do it again. I'm sorry, but I just can't," Chloe wiped away the fresh tears that had threatened to spill down her cheeks.

"I promise you it'll be nothing like that. We'll be happy, please Chloe," he pleaded. He bent to kiss her, but Chloe backed away.

"No Sawyer, no," she shook her head and walked away. Sawyer roughly grabbed her wrist, pulling her to him. He pressed her against a tree, the rough bark making Chloe wince. "Get off of me Sawyer."

"No ! Not until you hear me out," he said. "I. Didn't. Mean. It. I'm sorry, and it was incredably stupid, but I still want to be with you..." he murmered, his lips sliding to her neck.

"Sawyer get off me," Chloe began to struggle.

"You didn't mind me being in this position a few days ago," Sawyer growled.

"Please Sawyer don't do this," Chloe whimpered and Sawyer stood still.

"I'm not going too, oh God," he released her and backed away. "I would never Chloe."

"Leave me the fuck alone," she sobbed, her voice cracking on the last word. She ran like hell away from him and Sawyer finally broke.

"Hey Chloe !"

The girl in question rolled her eyes. She wanted to be left alone for a while, but it seemed that everyone else had a different idea. She sighed and turned around only to see her friends running towards her, brandishing a peice of paper. Jack finally came to a halt in front of her, followed by Kate, then Charlie and lastly Claire.

"What's wrong ?" she asked the panting group.

"Sawyer's... Sawyer's gone," Charlie gasped and Chloe tutted.

"Why should I care that the big dopes gone ?" she grumbled.

"You don't understand," Jack said and thrust the peice of paper into Chloe's hand. Chloe unfolded it and read the neat handwriting.

Dear Chloe

Forgive me. I never meant to hurt you like I did. I have this thing about saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. I know you'll never want to talk to me again, so I've gone away. You were the only thing that I had left and I lost you, so I have no reason to stay here. I'll always be with you baby, please never forget me. When we were together, we had a good time and I fell in love with you, hoping maybe that you'd fall for me too, but soon I realised that there was no hope, so goodbye, and I'm sorry.

Love Sawyer.

Fresh salty tears dripped onto the paper and smudged the writing. "We've got to find him," Chloe wiped her eyes.

"Where the hell do we start to look ?" Claire asked and Jack looked thoughtful.

"We'll just have to spread out. Kate and I will go up to that big cliff that Hurley told us about, Claire and Charlie will go to any waterfalls that they know of and Chloe, just run like hell and look where ever you can think of, okay ?" he said and they nodded, breaking apart and heading for their assigned destinations.

"Sawyer !" Chloe called into the darkness of the jungle. She'd been searching for hours and had just about given up hope. "Please answer me Sawyer," she sobbed.

"I couldn't do it," a drunken slurred voice made her turn around.

"Oh thank God," she flew into his arms, knocking them both over. "Sawyer ?" she asked but when no reply came she looked down. He'd passed out from the amount of alcohol he'd taken. "Oh for fuck sake Sawyer," she sighed and pushed herself up off of the ground. She looked around quickly and realised she wasn't that far from camp. "Well if he's not dead from alcohol poisening, I might just kill him myself," she muttered. Taking a glance at her passed out ex, she gave another strong sigh. "Can't believe I'm doing this," she sighed, only to add, "And I can't believe I'm talking to myself." She bent over Sawyer and tugged his arm around her neck, pulling him into a standing position. She wrapped her arm around his waist and began to walk.

Sawyer moaned in pain as the light filtered into his tarp. His throat felt like he'd swallowed a razorblade, and his head was pounding. "Nice of you to join the living," came a voice.

"Is that some kind of cruel irony ?" Sawyer croaked out.

"No, but now I come to think of it, it should be," Jack chuckled lightly, before shoving a water bottle into Sawyers hand. "Drink all of it. I don't want you getting dehydrated." Sawyer shakily raised the bottle to his mouth and took a gulp, thankful that the cool liquid soothed his throat.

"How long have I been out ?" he asked, trying to push himself up onto his arms.

"Since Chloe found you last night. It's now about four in the afternoon," Jack replied.

"Where is she ?" Sawyer asked and the doctor smirked.

"I made her go and sleep. She'd been sitting here all night and day, waiting for you to wake up," he explained.

"Oh..." Sawyer muttered.

"You drank the islands booze supply. A lot of people are pissed at you..." Jack chuckled.

"Meh, they can handle it," he replied.

"Feeling stupid ?"

"Only... a lot," Sawyer looked sheepish. "I'm an idiot aren't I ?"

"Yes," Jack replied all to quickly.

"Hey you're awake !" Kate's bright voice made Sawyer wince.

"Hey baby," Jack wrapped his arms around her, kissing the tip of her nose.

"If your gonna get lovey, take it outside," Sawyer grumbled.

"Sorry. Chloe's coming down," Kate said gently.

"Tell her I'm still unconsciece," Sawyer sighed. "She'll wanna spend time with me if she think's I can't talk."

"You want us to leave ?" Jack asked and Sawyer nodded.

"Yeah, go and have some sexy fun with your girl," he gave a small smirk and Jack chuckled.

"See ya later man."

As Jack and Kate left, Sawyer moved and sat on the edge of the old plane seat.

"You ass !" Chloe spat, storming into the tarp, right up to him.

"Chloe I," Sawyer was cut off at the stinging slap he got, intensifying his headache by one hundred. However he barely had anytime to say ouch, before Chloe was kissing him. Sawyer responded quickly, pulling her down onto him, thier lips crushing together. "Chloe... " Sawyer moaned gently, making Chloe look at him.

"You ever do that again, you'll get much more than a slap," she smiled softly, stroking the hand mark she'd left.

"I'm sorry, about everything," he said and Chloe buried her head into his chest.

"That didn't take very long," Kate smiled as she and Jack walked away from the tent, arm in arm.

"Good to see them back together, isn't it ?" he kissed her cheek.

"Jack ? Have you thought about names yet ?" Kate asked, sitting down onto the soft sand, Jack following.

"Yeah. But mostly boy's names," he shrugged.

"You want a boy ?" she asked and Jack's ears went slightly red.

"Well yeah... I mean I've always wanted a little boy to play baseball with or wrestle with. You know, dad stuff," he mumbled.

"Aww. You're going to be a daddy..." Kate smiled and cuddled up with him.

"Yeah I am. You're going to be a mom," Jack stroked her arms.

"Love you babe," Kate kissed his chin. Jack smiled and kissed her back softly.

"And I love you. Do you want a boy or a girl ?" he asked.

"I don't care. As long as it's our child, I'm happy," Kate yawned.

"Tired ?"

"Uh huh," she mumbled. Kate felt herself being picked up and carried in the direction of her and Jack's tent.

A/N: Okay next chapter will be funnier and cool giggles. Also, please suggest names. Boys or Girls cause I'm not revealing what sex the baby is yet. But I'll take the craziest names to the nicest names, so fire away... The next chapters kinda funny. Let's just say it involves Charlie singing a porn theme and coconuts embedded in asses...