In the dream Kate was being wheeled down in a stretcher. Her eyes fluttered open weakly and all she saw were the passing lights on the ceiling. Looking around, all she saw were people in lab coats. Finally she stopped and Juliet came over, dressed in scrubs. Walking over she leaned over to Kate who was frozen. Gently her hand reached over to Kate's perfectly flat stomach and she smiled, an evil awful smile.

"You're all going to die."

She said. That's when the horrible sound of the alarm from the hatch sounded.

With that Kate snapped awake.

It took a second for her to adjust that she was truly awake. Blinking a few times she found herself sleeping in her tent on the beach. It was early morning and she could see the ocean and heard birds overhead. Laying there she finally felt her heart beginning to slow down. Blinking one last time she glanced over and smiled.

Desmond was fast asleep beside her.

His arms were wrapped tightly around her almost in a protective way. Looking him over Kate began to study his face closer. It was rugged, and deeply tanned. His beard was filling in darker, as his hair had grown at least another inch or so. There were faded scars on his face along with his lines of age. Sleeping, he never looked so handsome before in Kate's eyes. Smiling, she snuggled in closer to him before taking one of his hands. Lifting it up, she fitted her hand inside his and laid there for a second.

Two months had past since she had the miscarriage.

It was also two months since Desmond and her discovered that they were better off together then apart. Kate recovered quickly and Desmond never left her side. During her recovery they sat together most nights unable to sleep and just talked. Kate felt safe with Desmond and told him things she had never told anyone else. She had gone into her past, what had happened with her stepfather and her mother. Her arrest, her marriage, and all the horrible events that followed. Desmond went on about his life almost the same way. From his childhood to his broken off engagement. He told her about trying to become a monk and his time with Penny to prison. He talked about how he had gotten on this island and those awful three lonely years.

She had asked him about the hatch and what had happened when he turned the key. She explained what she saw when the others had them on the dock. How the sky turned a purple color and the blinding light and sound. Desmond explained one second he was turning the key, the next he had a flash of his entire life and all the stupid mistakes he had made and was forced to re watch everything knowing it wouldn't change. He then told her how he had woken up in the jungle naked and had no idea whatsoever on how he had gotten there.

They then talked about likes and dislikes, happier things that seemed so simple. Right before Kate decided she was well enough to return back to the beach, Desmond told her not to be scared. Squeezing her hand, he told her he would protect her.

They didn't talk about the baby they had lost.

Instead they came back to camp and a few people took Kate aside telling her how sorry they were and if there was anything they could do…

Sawyer meanwhile kept his distance.

Desmond knew people were talking, most of all about them. But right then, at that exact moment…he just didn't care. With Kate beside him and looking into those beautiful gray eyes…he felt as though there really could be hope.

A week or so past before people began to notice something was going on.

Kate invited Desmond to use her tent. Sawyer mumbled jokes about the two of them setting up house, but Desmond didn't seem to care. He had very little but was happy enough to stay with her. Lately the more time they were spending together, the more he was starting to see how much he really cared for her. The first few nights were awkward, but finally once they got into the swing of things it seemed normal. Soon everyone began to notice that Desmond and Kate spent most of their time together. Kate tried pushing herself, she didn't want any special treatment after what had happened and pretended she was perfectly okay. Often whenever a group went out looking for something, or to just gather food or firewood, Desmond and Kate would stick together.

Jack began to notice them sitting together whenever they were eating. Mostly they sat side by side and Jack found them always laughing. Time past and everyone kept living on the beach. Fear always hung low in the air, but somehow Kate and Desmond didn't care.

They were falling in love.

They had started to show little signs of affection, first hand holding which almost everyone began to notice. Then it came to them cuddling together late at night, often Kate felt Desmond's hands wrap around her whenever the wind was blowing hard in the darkness. Soon Kate found herself unable to sleep without him. Whenever he went out into the jungle with the men, or camped down the beach she felt lonely yet didn't want to show it.

A few times while she was undressing in her tent, he walked in on her like Sawyer had before. Often he looked embarrassed and quickly said he was sorry before leaving. Kate always stood back smiling, he was such a mystery.

Then came the kissing. First it was tiny pecks on the cheek, starting once when Sayid and Desmond decided to go hiking and see if they could find anything in the jungle. Kate had the same overwhelming feeling of worry as she did before whenever Jack or Sawyer left camp. Right before he left he walked over to her with a small smile on his face.

"You all right?"

Kate nodded before he brushed back some of her bangs and kissed her on the cheek.

"I'll be back."

He said smiling. Kate watched him and couldn't believe it.

The more affection they showed, the more people began to notice. Hugo often asked Desmond what was going on between him and Kate, all Desmond could go was look out at the ocean and faintly smile.

"She's special Hugo…that's all."

Nobody spoke about the miscarriage.

Within two months they both knew…

They were in love.

They finally slept together again one night when Kate couldn't sleep. Rolling over on top of him his eyes opened and smiled up at her. Kate took a deep breath before squeezing his hand and making him promise he would never leave her.

As they began to kiss, both thought of the baby.

Now here they were.

Kate laid there watching Desmond sleep and thought of how fast things had happened. Within the last two weeks or so they were an unofficial couple.

Thinking of that word made Kate smile.

It was funny…it wasn't until now, even after the miscarriage that she felt herself be truly happy.

That's when his eyes opened.

Smiling, his free hand lifted and touched the side of her face.

"Morning love."

Kate smiled lazily as she leaned in and softly kissed him. Smiling through the kiss, Desmond held onto her before she nuzzled in closer to him. Desmond simply laid there, brushing back her hair and looking out at the water. Finally Kate looked at him, almost uncertain.

"Are we crazy?"

Desmond smirked.

"That's the only way to survive love…being crazy."