Please be kind. This is my very first fan-fiction. I hope you like it. And, by the way, Claire has not had her baby yet and Boone is not dead here. Thanks.

Sitting in her little make-shift hut, a woman wrote down her observations of the island life. Everyone had so many love-triangles and circles, it was hard to keep track any more. Kate was toying with both Sawyer's and Jack's emotions, but couldn't really talk to anyone about this dilemma. Shannon was fascinated by Sayid while Boone contemplated over his murder. Claire was in desperate need of advise about her relationship with Charlie. Sun was rather sweet towards Michael, but had an overpowering husband. Patricia Wilcox knew just what to do.

Back at home she had been a psychologist. Her friends used her as a wall or their soapbox. She knew how to deal with this. Everyone had their job on the island. Hers would be match-maker. She had always had a knack for picking probable couples and she was usually right. So, she turned her little tarp-covered hut into an "office." Her advertizer, Hurley, did beautifully and, soon, she had her first customer.

Kate walked into Patty's "office." Patty was lounging, as it were, on a make-shift bed, her blond hair pulled up into a neat bun. 'Why did she bother?' thought Kate, but she didn't say anything.

"Sit down," Patty said, sitting up herself, "So, what's wrong?"

"Well," Kate began, "I have this problem. I like this one guy and he seems so perfect. He's sweet, kind, gentle--"

"Jack," Patty said, knowing already who Kate meant, and writing this down on her little notebook.

"And then there's the other one," Kate said, as though Patty hadn't said anything, "And he is wonderful!"

"Sawyer," Patty said, making another note.

"He's a smart ass, he's definitely hot, and he's the bad boy," she said, as if that made her argument that much stronger, "But I don't know which one to choose."

"Well, which one do you like the most?" Patty asked.

"That's just it. I like them both about the same."

"Well, first tell me how you feel about each of them."

So Kate began telling Patty all about them. How she and Sawyer had found the waterfall and the case. How she and Jack had opened the case. What Jack knew about her. What she felt in that little kiss between herself and Sawyer. Everything about them. More than she meant to tell anyone, even them.

"Well," Patty said after Kate was finished, "Why don't you use a bit of reverse psychology?"

"What?"

"Tell one of them that you have decided on the other and see how they take it."

"I won't tell Sawyer, or he might kill Jack," Kate said, "Jack will be understanding."

"No," Patty said upon hearing this, "Tell Sawyer. That way his reaction is less predictable. He may just start being more reserved. Or he may attack Jack..."

"Thank you," Kate said, an idea forming in her head, "I've got an idea. Thank you. Wait, what do you want as payment?"

"Have you got a hair scrunchie?" Patty asked, "I need a new one."

Kate laughed. "Yeah, here," she said, taking hers off of her wrist, "I don't need it."

"Thank you. And good luck," Patty said earnestly.

"Thank you," Kate said, "For everything." She headed off to find Sawyer.

Thus began the ever important role of Patricia Wilcox: match-maker.