WOW! Thanks for all the great reviews, you guys always make my day with them. So here, I hope you like this chapter as well… even when it will be the last one… oh please don't hate me… I just don't know where else can I go with this. I do hope that you were able to enjoy it xD

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I'm supposed to be working, that's the main reason why I came back here; but even when catching up with the mountain of paperwork that has been accumulating over my desk for the past weeks was my main focus, I just can't just put my mind to it.

It's futile… I mean, I don't even know where to start and to be completely honest I haven't even tried. For all I'm doing here I might as well go home and do the same thing, nothing… nada. Only that I won't, I need to entertain my mind in something and what better way than with what used to consume my life prior the crash, tons and tons of work.

But that was before the crash, now everything is different and my mind doesn't revolve around work, it now resides miles away from my body… well, half of it because the other half can't get away from what's growing inside me…

I rest my hand on my stomach and lean back into the chair, taking in a deep breath as all the files and folders at my desk mock me.

Maybe I should go home, after all I've been sitting here for two hours and I have accomplished nothing other than to break a record for the longest time I've stared at a phone.

Who knows, if I keep like this I might even break a world record.

And all the time that I've been sitting here the phone has remained sleeping in its cradle, unmoving, silent… not like it could move or even ring, not after I disconnected it.

I reach forward and take it, wrapping my fingers around it as I bring it closer to me so my eyes could take a look at the small buttons imprinted with numbers. What would happen if I were to connect it and press the numbers I have already committed to memory… would he answer? Would I tell him?

I want to tell him…

I know I have to.

I take the lose cable that's resting on my desk and plug it to the phone's base, and as soon as I do that the phone starts ringing. This startles me I drop the cordless device to my lap, jumping what felt like ten feet in the air as the phone continues to ring.

"Are you going to answer that or what?"

With my heart stuck in my throat I watch as Shane enters my office, unannounced, like always; and because I'm still shaky and I know it's probably mom calling, I unplug the phone once again, the office becoming silent.

"Mom uh?" Shane says sitting in the chair in front of me and taking out of a bag some breakfast. "She called me, told me you are not answering your phone"

I sigh. "You know, it's hard to work when she calls me every five minutes to check on me, she's driving me crazy"

Shane laughs. "She's worried about you; she thinks it's too soon for you to be back at work and to tell you the truth so do I"

"Shane…"

"I know, I know, I didn't come here to lecture you, I just wanted to see my baby sister and see how you are. So how are you?" He asks as he serves me some of the food he brought with him.

Its awful food, oatmeal, toast and milk… I hate milk.

"I'm fine; I just need to put my mind back into all of this, I feel so lost and I don't know where to begin" I give him a faint smile; I do feel lost, not only work related but on every aspect of my life.

"You'll get back to it, you always do. So how's my little niece"

I chuckle, looking at him as he hands me the milk. "Niece? What if you have a nephew instead?"

"Trust me in this; I know it's going to be a girl, the McMahon's need a girl"

"Well, your niece doesn't want milk, it doesn't settle well with her… well, it doesn't settle well with me but it's the same isn't?"

"Drink it, it's good for you"

"I think I'll pass, I'm taking my calcium in some yogurt"

Shane squints at me and I do the same, I know him well enough to say that he's about to drop a big one on me and whatever it is doesn't have anything to do with me not wanting to drink milk.

"So…" He begins and as a way to distract myself I reach for his orange juice and sip at it.

He says nothing and I arch an eyebrow in query. I wonder if Marissa told him my baby is not my husband's… maybe he wants to question me about it.

"You know, you have always been one hundred percent dedicated to your work. You breathe, eat and live for it… so I know you are going to make a great job once I'm gone"

I frown, taking another sip of his juice, I hope we has not planning on drinking it. "Where are you going?"

"I'm out, I'm resigning"

I blink a couple of times and I can say that I didn't choke on juice because I already swallowed it. "You are what?"

"I'm resigning. When I leave this office I'll go to dad and give him my notice"

I chuckle, not like in an amuse mode but more of a shocked one. "But… I don't understand… is everything okay with you, are the kids all right?" I chuckle once more. "You know dad is going to freak out, don't you?"

He shrugs. "I've been thinking about this for a while, I've even talked it a hundred times with Marissa and she supports me… It's something that we both want, for the kids, for us"

"But Shane, I…" I sigh while running a hand through my hair. This is the last thing I expected to hear, ever. "I don't know what to say"

"You can thank me because I'm going to keep mom and dad off your back for a long while… maybe by the time they speak to me once again you already gave birth, they might even forget you are having a baby by a man who is not your husband"

Once again I just stare at him, blinking at his words register in my brain.

"Oh you thought I didn't know?" He laughs. "Steph… I never believed you were stupid enough as to bear children with Paul… thank God I was right… you did marry him though… but that's not the point right now. I know that I can leave this Company in good hands because Paul will have nothing to do with it"

I throw my head to the desk, perhaps a little too dramatically. "I'm way more stupid than that Shane, I mean, I'm having a baby with a married man while I'm married to this other guy. I'm beyond stupid! When did it all became so complicated?"

I feel his hand on my back and then he pulls me up so he could hug me. "It's going to be all right, you'll see"

I hug him back. "I don't know Shane, I haven't even told him"

He pulls me away, taking my head between his hands. "Then what are you waiting for? I have an idea, I'll leave you alone so that you could tell him and I'll go to dad to tell him about this resignation thing. If everything goes bad we can come to each other and cry our eyes out"

I smile as he kisses my forehead. "I've never seen you crying, but I think I will after dad is done with you"

He goes up to his feet and sighs. "Believe me, I know… but hey, things might end a whole lot better for you"

I quirk my mouth as he walks to the door, my mind going over Chris and me, about our baby. I know I should tell him, but should I tell him over the phone?

That just doesn't seem right.

Maybe I could give him a call and ask him to meet me somewhere… maybe I should go home first, relax a bit and then call him. After all I need to think what I'm going to say and how I'm going to say it. I don't want to just blurt out and say, 'hey, I'm pregnant…'

"Can I come in?"

Whatever was going on in my mind fades away as I hear his voice, even when his tone is low I feel it resonating all through the office, sending shivers all the way from my head to my toes.

Slowly, I look up… feeling as if I have the most stupid expression on my face, I can just feel it! But I can't change it, I feel frozen and all I can do is stare at him.

How long has it been since the last time I saw him? Oh yeah, six days, not even a whole week… but God it feels so much longer. He looks great, but then again he always looks great. He is dressed in faded blue jeans and a white shirt, and he is just there, standing at my door, waiting for me to invite him in.

Did Shane know he was there?

"Sure…" I say once I'm able to force the words out of my mouth. Has he always been able to render me practically speechless?

And for crying out loud, why couldn't I say anything else? I mean after all we've been through I expected to be able to give more than a 'sure', he deserves more.

But right now I can't give him more; all I can do is look at him, watching him as he walks past the only chair available in the office and past my desk, and once he is at my side he kneels down in front of me.

Before I know it he is taking me into his arms, hugging me tight to his solid chest.

I hug him back, losing myself in his embrace, taking in his scent, the way he feels and the way my heart beats frantically inside my chest.

"I've been trying to call you" He whispers into my ear and I close my eyes, just letting my heart take joy in the moment, letting him run his fingers through my hair.

"My phone is not working" I say and that's kind of a lie.

He pulls his face back a little so that he can look at me, his blue eyes searching into mine as he cradles my face in his hands. "I've been trying to reach you for days Steph… why are you hiding from me?"

"Chris… I" I sigh, unable to finish.

He rests his forehead against mine, his hands still holding my face to him. "Is it because of what happened at the village, because of the snake? Are you still mad at me?"

"What? No…" I reply in a shaky voice. "I'm not mad at you" My hand slid to his chest and I pull it away…

"Then what is it Steph?" He asks and his voice is as shaky as mine. "Why did I need to call your brother so I could see you?"

I sniff, feeling my eyes watering behind my closed eyelids; I know that if I open them I'll start leaking… and that if I open my mouth I'll break down. So I just let my hand go to the back of his head, burying my fingers in his short blonde hair as his breathing caresses my face.

I never knew I could miss somebody so much… someone that a month ago was just one of the boys and not the father of my baby, the owner of my heart.

"Are you back with Paul, is that the reason you are evading me?" He asks, his voice sounding cold and distant.

I shake my head, that's the most ridiculous thing I ever heard. I mean, Paul does want us to go back together, he even offered to take care of my baby… well, that was after the initial outburst of rage he went through.

But even when Paul has been great for the past couple of days there is no way I can go back to him, not after Chris.

"Then what is it? Because I've been thinking about it over and over, day in and day out and I still can't come up with anything, was it something I did?"

I take a deep breath, trying to collect myself. "Chris… you have been nothing but great to me, and the time we spent together was probably the best thing that ever happened to me and I will forever have that with me… but that was in the island, when it was just the two of us and nothing else mattered. We are not in the island anymore…"

"Steph…"

"And we just can't play at the island here; I mean you are married, I am married…"

"Steph"

"And we have to think about all that because in the end…"

"Steph!" He shakes me a little and I have no choice but to stop my rambling and stare into his eyes. "Do you love me?"

I smile, smiling is better than crying. "This is not about love Chris"

"That's where you are wrong; this, we are all about love" He brushes his lips to mine. "How can you even say that?"

"Chris… I… I'm pregnant" I blurt out even before I have time to react. Now the only thing to do is wait, and as I wait I can feel how his face pulls away from mine, leaving nothing but silence and a huge emptiness between us.

The truth? I'm afraid to open my eyes and see the look on his eyes. Is he mad? Shocked? Perhaps happy?

I don't know and I can't tell… I'm not even sure I want to find out.

But maybe I do want to know, why doesn't he say anything?

"Is it mine?" He asks, simple as that… not exactly what I wanted to hear.

I finally open my eyes and chuckle bitterly. "Of course it's yours, who else would it be, Big Juma?" I try to push him away because I want to walk out of here, but as I try to stand up he gently pushes me back in, he looks kind of angry.

"God I don't know Steph, you have been evading me all this time and why would you do that even when you knew you are having my baby?" He lets out a deep breath while he stares right into my eyes. "How long have you known this?"

I purse my lips, staring right back to him. I feel nervous and this is something I don't feel regularly… I mean in my life outside the island. "Since we came back"

He runs a hand through his hair, his tongue moistening his lips and for the longest time he remains in that position.

Maybe I shouldn't have told him like that…

"Why didn't you tell me before?" He asks in a cold voice and part of me dies with this, he is mad… he hates me and now he'll see me break down and cry.

"I was afraid that you were going to hate me, and I was right, I… I don't want to cause you problems so, you know, just keep going with your life and I'll have my baby… your wife doesn't even have to find out" God I don't know how I said all that without crumbling. All I know is that when I try to stand up once again he pushes me back into the chair.

"You're right I'm mad, I mean… God Stephanie, you should have told me this the minute you found out. How…" He takes another deep breath. "How can you even suggest I should walk out on you? Is that the kind of man you take me for?"

I feel a tear slide off my eye and I brush it with the back of my hand. "I don't want to break your marriage" I whisper, feeling awful, numb.

He takes my hands in his. "Steph, my marriage has the same chances of survival as yours; I think I told you this already. I am not going back to Jess and there is no way I'm going to live my life without you or our baby… and if I have to call Big Juma and ask him to take us back to that Island to have you with me you better believe that I'll do it"

"I don't want to go back there…"

"Then let's built our life here, just you and me" His voice is a soft whisper against my face and I breathe from him while his hand go to rest against my stomach. "Well, not just you and me but you know what I mean"

"Are you sure, I…"

Without letting me finish he moves his face forward and kisses me tenderly, those lips that I love and that I have missed so much just pressing against mine for a few seconds before venturing to go deeper.

I've missed this so much, I've missed all of him and I want to tell him that, so I pull away from the kiss and smile. "I love you"

"I love you too Stephers, but sometimes you think too much" He says and I find myself looking into his eyes, just staring into the blue as one of his hand rests over my stomach while the other goes up to the back of my head, pulling me into another one of his sweet kisses.

This is when I know that everything will be all right; we'll be all right as long as we have each other…

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