Quickie:

For those of you wondering about Sawyer's sudden change of attitude, here's a hint: It's has nothing to do with what happened on/off the plane.

p.s. - Sorry that I didn't update this yesterday. I didn't realize I'd be out all day and passed out when I got home.

Chapter 11

After they left, Kate sighed and took a seat at the table with Claire.

"Are you and Sawyer getting along okay?"

Kate forced a smile. "We'll be fine. Just…a stupid argument."

"If you're sure…"

"I am."

"Okay," Claire said, seeming to accept that answer. "So, how do you like LA so far?"

"It's different. I don't know if I've seen enough of it to know how I feel yet, you know?"

"Yeah. It's really great, though. I mean, I didn't think I would like it, but I really do. And Aaron loves it. When he's old enough, Charlie's promised to take us to Disneyland!"

"Sounds like fun."

"Mum!" Aaron said from his chair. "More nana's!"

Kate smiled. "I didn't realize he could talk already."

"Oh yeah," Claire said, getting up to peel a banana. "It's hard to get him to stay quiet these days."

"I'm sure."

Aaron looked at Kate, curiously. "Who?"

She grinned. "I'm Kate."

"Kay," he tried to mimic.

She laughed. "That's close enough."

"Muma! Kay!" he informed his mother, pointing to Kate.

"Yes, Aaron. That's Kate."

Kate suddenly wasn't feeling so well. Her nausea returned and she started feeling dizzy again. Claire sat back down and noticed right away.

"Are you all right?" she asked worriedly.

Kate nodded. "I'll be right back."

She hurried through their guest room into the bathroom, since she didn't know where another one was. A short time later, Kate washed her face and breathed a few times, feeling somewhat better. She joined Claire in the kitchen again, who wore a small grin.

"Sorry. I…needed to check something," Kate lied.

Claire smiled up at her. "Do you know when it's due?"

Kate's expression instantly melted. Her eyes widened and she felt her stomach churning again. Claire only shook her head.

"I was pregnant too, you know. It's not hard to tell what's going on when you've been through it."

Kate looked down. There was no use denying it.

"February."

"You haven't told anyone about it, have you?" Claire asked, shaking her head.

"No," Kate said, looking up at her again. "Only Sawyer knows."

Claire nodded. "Are you…"

"Yeah. We're keeping it."

She smiled again. "That's great. Congratulations."

"Thanks," she smiled at the floor.

After stopping in the store to buy Sawyer's tooth brush, and a few more cartons of cigarettes, Charlie decided they should go and rent a car for Sawyer and Kate's use. But at this rate, he would've rather walked. Sawyer tapped his cigarette out the window several times, even though there was barely any ash on the tip. It was his third one already, and they were only fifteen minutes into the ride. He didn't know how much longer he could take Charlie's rambling about his stupid band and how they'd gone "platinum", or his horrible singing along with the car radio, for that matter. If he wasn't so sure he'd get in trouble, he would've strangled the guy's neck right then and there.

"How much longer 'til we get to this place?" he tossed the cigarette out the window.

"Oh. It's just about twenty minutes away. We'll be there in no time."

"You sure?" he said, pulling his nearly empty carton of cigarettes from his back pocket.

"You oughta slow down on those, eh, mate?"

"It ain't gonna kill me today," he said, lighting one, wishing it would.

"Right," Charlie said, deciding to end that conversation. "So, you got your tux all picked out?"

"No tux. I gotta suit in my bag."

"A suit?"

"Yeah," he glared. "That a problem, Chucky?"

"No. No, that's fine."

"Good."

"Kate's letting you wear the suit?"

"She ain't got no say in the matter."

"Oh. That's wonderful," Charlie muttered to himself. "Have you two been…I mean is everything all right with you guys?"

"We're fine. You just worry about drivin' us to the damn Rent-A-Center."

"Rent-A-Car," Charlie corrected him.

"Yeah, whatever."

"So, are you two expecting any little ones soon, or what?"

Sawyer stiffened. "You said what now?"

"Babies, mate!" he grinned.

Sawyer gritted his teeth. "What in hell would give you that idea?"

"Oh well, Kate didn't look so great earlier. I just thought – "

"You thought what?!"

"I thought maybe she was having some morning sickness, you know?"

Sawyer quieted and looked out the window. He didn't want to be a part of the conversation anymore. He didn't want to talk about the pregnancy anymore, or even think about it.

"Is she?" Charlie's grin widened.

"Is she what?"

"Pregnant!"

"Yes! She is. Okay!?"

He patted Sawyer on the back. "Congratulations, mate."

Sawyer sighed, tossing his cigarette out the window. "Whatever."