She was just trying to help. No one could, or will ever get that. She wishes she could go back in time. Undo what she did. Everyone would be happier if she haven't done what she did, at least that's what everyone told her. She couldn't believe it, she knew she was just trying to help, but she also knew that she screwed up
"It was a cold day, Kate was sitting on the beach. Jack came up to her to deliver the daily water, she couldn't even breath as she used to. There was something different about that day, cloudy, cold, windy. That somehow made her sadder than usual. Jack sat down next to her:
- Hey, is everything okay
- Yes... – she said with a sad and slow tone. - Yes. I'm fine. - she tried to fix it
Jack looked at her, trying to pull words out of her mouth:
- Sure?
"Kate looked back, with a tear in her left eye, just waiting for the right moment to fall
- It's okay, I promise
Jack gave her the water and walked away, disappointed about leaving "empty handed". She wasn't up to any kind of talk, actually she was never up to any kind of talk when she was feeling that way, that specific way. It started raining, it was a soft rain, but cold. Jack appeared again with a blanket from the plane, he didn't say anything, he just covered her arms and legs, and then ran out to protect himself. Kate smiled, she knew she had to give him some satisfaction, they only knew each other for a month or so, but since the first day, since she stitched him up, he had protected her, from anything that could possibly harm her. After a few minutes of blank thoughts, she realized she was right under a huge storm. She stood up and ran to her tent, still smiling about Jack's nice gesture.