Since the plane crash, you've been kind of scared. Before the flight, you were two months pregnant. At the tome of the crash, you were 6 months.

Now... you're 8 months pregnant. You were trying to fix your shelter I'm the forest, but it was obviously very difficult and uncomfortable.

You put up a log, and then it fell, nearly hitting your stomach.

Sawyer saw, running over. He grabbed the log, setting it up and getting your shelter fixed. He turned to you, sitting you down on a log.

"You need to calm down. Listen, you can stay in my shelter with me for a bit."

Hos western accent... it was to die for. It was so attractive and smooth. He smiled a little, showing his dimple.