"Hi, Sun," I say, walking into the garden. I haven't been here in forever. It's grown so much. Way faster than I thought it would.

"Hello," she says, standing up. "I haven't seen you in a while."

"Yeah, I've been…occupied."

She smiles. "I have to tell you something."

"Shoot," I say, dropping my bag and sitting down.

"I'm pregnant."

My head jolts up to look at her face. She's beaming, her hands on her stomach. I stand right back up. "That's amazing! How do you know?"

"I got a pregnancy test from Sawyer."

I tilt my head. "Who carries a pregnancy test on a plane?" I shake my head. "It doesn't matter. I'm so happy for you Sun."

I hug her and she hugs me back tightly. "I wanted to tell you sooner, but you were gone at the hatch."

We break apart. "Yeah, I guess I've missed a lot around here, sticking myself in that place. I've decided to screw the hatch. I didn't want to open it in the first place, then I spent all of my time there."

Sun smiles. "I'm glad. I've missed you helping me here."

"Then let's get gardening," I say, grabbing one of her shovels.

Back at camp everyone has turned the center of the beach into a kitchen. There's a giant dining room table, a makeshift pantry of the DHARMA food no one claimed, most of it in metal tins. I head over to my tent to change my clothes now that my jeans are caked with dirt.

"Hey, Tia," Libby calls from outside.

"What's up," I answer, popping my head out.

"Bernard is making a sign."

"A sign?"

"An SOS sign on the beach."

"Um, why?"

"It's the next new idea to get us rescued."

"What does Rose think?"

"I don't think she's into it. Me personally, I think it's a waste of time."

I think about my newfound amount of free time now that I've given up on Henry Gale and the hatch, at least for now.

"Just let him go. If it makes him feel better, then I don't see a problem."

Libby chuckles. "I guess after sixty-three days, idol hands can get to you."

Her comment stops me. "Sixty-three days?" I ask. "Are you sure it's been that long?"

"You've been in the hatch for a while, haven't you? Yeah, it's been sixty-three days."

"Right," I say. "I'm gonna take a nap. I'll see you later." I crawl back inside my tent and grab a piece of paper and do the math.

I'm eight days late on my period. This never happens to me. I'm like a clock. I sit on my cot trying not to panic. Boone and I had sex more than once. The first time…I try to remember. We hadn't even been here for thirty days yet.

I need to talk to someone. Libby? I like Libby a lot, but I don't want her to judge me. Sun? She's so happy right now, I don't want to bum her out. Kate? Ha, yeah right.

"Claire, can I talk to you?" I say.

"Yeah, sure. What's up?"

I look around. Most people are at the other end of the beach, helping Bernard with the sign. I turn back to Claire and sit down on the airline chair next to her. "I'm late."

"Late for what?" she looks confused.

"No, Claire, I'm late."

Her eyes widen. "Oh, so you and Boone…"

"Yeah."

Her face reddens. "I didn't know."

"We didn't tell anybody. Well, I told Sun. I'm pretty sure she's the only one who knows, though. We didn't even tell Shannon." I hesitate before asking my next question. "Does this make me a bad person?"

"Excuse me?" she asks, snappy.

"Not getting pregnant…if I'm pregnant. It's having the sex. I knew him for less than a month when we did it. And I was just in my tent trying to remember it and I just felt numb."

Claire grabs my hand with her free one, the other holding Aaron. "That doesn't make you a bad person. You loved him, Tia. It's what people in love do."

"Did I love him?" I ask her. "Or was I just infatuated? Everyday bits and pieces of him leave me. So much of him is gone, the memories I had of us. I only knew him for fifty days. How can I have his kid and be unable to tell them anything about their father?"

"Aaron's father was a jerk," Claire says. "Thomas. He was a painter and it was his idea to keep Aaron, then he left me. I was on the plane to give Aaron up for adoption."

My eyes widen. "You were gonna give him away?"

"Yeah, I know. But what I'm saying is that I had sex with a jerk. Does that make me a bad person?"

Claire is one of the best people I've ever met. "No, Claire!"

"I didn't know Boone very well. Most of us didn't. But I did know that he was good. Everything he did was for someone else. I heard him talking to Shannon one night. She didn't understand your relationship and all he could say was that he loved you."

I didn't realize that I had started to cry. Her hand is still on my own. "But what about me?" I ask. "I can't remember everything, and it's not like there's a whole lot to remember."

"Tia, if I tried to remember everything that happens with Aaron, my brain would explode. Time is gonna happen. That's out of your control. When I got back from Ethan and I had no memory, I didn't know either of you. But I saw you two together. It wasn't hard to see that you two were in love."

I feel so much better after getting this stuff out. But there's one more person I need to talk to.

"Hey, Boone." I'm sitting in front of his grave, which is right beside Shannon's. I feel really stupid. After my mom died, Gran tried to get me to talk to her at the cemetery. I never did. It made me feel silly, talking to cement and grass.

"I'm sorry I haven't been here since…Shannon. And we didn't talk then. I mean, we're not talking now, but…Anyway. I might be pregnant. And after I found out, I was so nervous. And all I wanted was someone to talk to. I went to Claire, but it still wasn't right. No one seemed right. I wanted to talk to you. I miss you, Boone."

I started to remember things. Things I had forgotten through stress and the part of time. I remember being in my tent, Boone's arm around me.

"I miss pizza," he said. "With all the toppings. Cheese, mushrooms, pepperoni—,"

"Oh my god, shut up," I said, my mouth starting to water. "Don't talk about food."

He chuckled, then let out a breath. "I'm sorry about ditching you today for Locke."

"It's okay. You're here now," I said, turning my head and kissing his chest.

"It's not okay. But, yeah, we are here now and there's no place I'd rather be. I never want to leave you, Tia."

I moved my head from his chest up to his face. "You don't have to," I whispered, placing my lips against his.

Drip, drip, drip.

Rain started to fall over our heads, but we were shielded by the tent.

Boone chuckled again. "I told you the tarp would hold. I can't do much but at least I can keep you out of the rain."

I jolt back to reality. "Why?" I ask the grave marker. "Why did you leave me? You said you'd never leave!" Tears are streaming down my face and my arms are around my stomach.

At that moment, a gust of wind picked up over the gravesite. I looked up at the sky, wiping the tears out of my eyes. The clouds were black and, like magic rain started to pour down, heavy. But I wasn't getting wet. There is a tree in the graveyard that covers most of the graves from the sun, but not Boone's. But today, the branches on the tree have shifted to cover me from the sudden fall of rain.

I stop crying. I stare at the wooden makeshift cross with his name Boone Carlyle scratched into it, the necklace Boone always wore hanging from the top. I stare at it for so long, the rain passes and I almost don't notice, until the sun breaks through the clouds and covers Boone's grave with sunlight.

I stand up and walk up in front of the grave marker and grab the necklace off of it. It's a simple black adjustable cord with a square talisman hanging off. I put it around my neck, tightening the cord, and look back at the cross. "Thanks for keeping me out of the rain, Boone."

I took a pee about an hour later and smiled at the red discharge for the first time in my life.

I was so happy. I felt free. No pregnancy, no hatch, no Henry. Nothing at all could take this feeling away from me. I walk along the beach and spot Locke sitting up above the shore. "Shouldn't you be at the hatch?" I ask him, confused.

"The hatch isn't my problem anymore," Locke says. He looks at my neck where Boone's necklace dangles and grins. "You sure do look happy today."

I nod my head and sit down next to him. "I guess I won't see you down in the hatch tomorrow?"

"No, I'll be there. I just won't be pushing that button."

I smile. "I'm proud of you, John."

He fingers the side of Boone's necklace. "I could say the same thing to you. Does thing mean you forgive me now?"

I hold the square talisman of the necklace between two fingers. "Yeah, I guess it does."