Sawyer orders them not to move. Locke tries to get him to stop and think, because those who can't -- teach, but Sawyer does his best Barackian, "I've got this." Rifle at the ready (is there any difference between a rifle and a shotgun, and if so, which does Sawyer have), he heads out toward the source of the screams. We hear two women talking, and one has an Australian accent. It's Claire, and although she's in labor, she's practically invisible to Sawyer even though he likes Claire well enough, because her very own jungle midwife is none other than Kate. He watches as Claire confesses she originally planned to give her child up for adoption, and is afraid the baby knows that. Kate talks her through it and assures her everyone is there for her, and she's not just an instant midwife, but also a prophet, because she adds, "This baby is all of ours."
Sawyer can't see Jin and Charlie from his angle, but we know they were there, waiting for the all clear letting them know the dirty woman's work was done. Ahem. Anyhow, I've given birth three times, so I am going to gloss over Claire's labor, because I have no desire to recap every pain, groan, and push. I will note that unlike me, Claire's a screamer, even though Kate's way nicer than the nurse I threw out of the delivery room during the birth of my second child. (I'm a crier and occasionally a bouncer, it seems.) Eyes wet, Sawyer looks on in lurrrrrrrrrrrve, as Kate, lit only by the soft light of a torch we can't see, tearfully delivers little Aaron from his mother's womb to her waiting arms. Meaningful music drives home the point that this is a powerful moment, particularly for Sawyer (screw Claire who's just produced a new human), since Sawyer seems to be in lurrrrrrrrrrrve with Kate, and the director is highlighting this just in case you just started watching tonight and don't realize that Sawyer's in lurrrrrrrrrrrve with Kate. Perhaps the island is in love with Kate too, because all of a sudden, the sky glows even more than she, and Sawyer FLASHES, but not like that. (Sadly.)