Kate pushes open the hatch door, putting all her weight into it. As soon as she gets it open she is hit with loud music, but not what she would usually have expected to hear Hurley playing. She frowned and chuckled to herself, since when did Hurley start listening to classical music? She went further into the hatch, going to dump her backpack on the kitchen counter but stopped dead in her tracks when she looked at the figure sitting on the couch. It was Sawyer. Sitting with his head leaning back against the couch, his eyes closed and his legs sprawled out infront of him, looking the perfect picture of relaxation. Kates puzzlement quickly turned to amusement at the fact that Sawyer of all people was here, listening to classical music. She turned around and put her backback down on the counter with a deliberate 'thump' causing Sawyer's eyes to fly open, and for him to sit bolt upright. When he saw Kate staring at him in obvious amusement, he grinned.
"Well, howdy Freckles. It aint nice to sneak up on people ya know," he said with his usual grin.
Kate rolled her eyes, "So whats the deal with the music Sawyer? Wouldn't have picked you for a classical music fan," she said teasing him.
"I'm not, in general anyway," he gets up off the couch in that lazy, but graceful manner of his, and swaggers towards her, "just like the Reqiem, Mozart's I mean, used to work out to it, especially this song, back home. Nice and relaxing," he walks closer to her and stands infront of her looking down into her eyes, "aint it dramatic, gets the blood pumping," leans over to whisper in her ear, "sends shivers down your spine." He looks back at her and grins takes a few steps back and leans next to her against the counter. As usual, Kate tries to hide the effect standing that close to him produces in her, she had to try and supress shivering herself when he whispered in her ear. Why did she find this guy so damned irrisitable sometimes, there were pleanty of reasons why she should avoid him like the plague, especially after that stunt he pulled with the guns, she was still secretly glad that he was here, rather than Hurley. Except with Hurley she didn't have to be in her guard all the time, trying to ignore the thoughts that went on when she was around him, why did he make her want to drop all the guards and inhibitions so badly? It scared her, so she tried her best to keep them erected at all times, although sometimes that proved difficult, especially when the southener had the uncanny nack of seeing through her act most of the time.
"Freckles, you're thinking very hard about something," Sawyer remarked, "care to share/"
"I was just trying to place this song, " Kate replied, she turned to face him, "Dies Irae right?" She grinned at the look on his face
"Well well well, you're just full of suprises Freckles. I wouldn't have exactly picked you for a classical music fanatic either."
"Im not, " she retorted, "I did a concert of a few songs from the Requiem in high school, its a pretty distinctive song, was the one I liked the best." She shrugs and looks away, "So wheres Hurley anyway? Didn't figure I'd see you down here any time soon, thought this place creeps you out?"
"Hell babe, it does! How can big hunk of metal underground in the middle of the jungle filled with modern convieniences and a damned mysery button we gotta press every 108 minutes not freak anyone out!"
"Good point, but I guess we've got used to ... unusual things on this island."
"Aint that the truth!" Sawyer replied ironically, "Anyways, Hurley comes up to me, practically begging me to take his shift, damn guy wouldn't leave me alone, said he's asked everyone, but they all had better things to do. Seems like old Staypuff had a little plan going on with Moonbeam, I rekon he thought he might get lucky, so I figured, why the hell not, its not like I've got anything better do to, might as well go get me a shower or something," he turns his head to glance at her, "If I'd known you'd be joining me I might have said yes a little quicker. Tell me something Freckles, does the good doctor know you're down here, by yourself, with the big bad wolf?"
Kate rolled her eyes, "I'm a big girl Sawyer, I can take care of myself," she glances back at him, "plus i think I know I can handle you."
Sawyer wiggles his eyebrows suggestively and grins so hard he shows his dimples, "Hell girl, you know you can handle me any time you want, all you gotta do is ask."
Kate walked away from him shaking her head, but grinning when he couldn't see it, damn, this was gonna be a long 6 hours.
Sawyer laughed to himself, he liked the way he could get her all riled up, and loved the way she tried to hide it from him.
"Well Freckles, I dunno about you, but I'm getting hungry, gonna check out what food they got in this hunk of metal," he began to walk towards the store room, then turned around, and raised one eybrow at her, "you fancy any Freckles?" he asked innocently.
Kate laughed, "No thanks Sawyer, I aint hungry for what you got," she replied.
Sawyer shook his head, before going into the store room, "Well aint you the sassy one."
Kate heard the timer go off and headed towards the button and typed in the numbers and watched the timer flick back to 108, it always made her uneasy whenever she did that. Suddenly she heard an "Oh yeah!" come from the direction of the store room. She frowned and headed over there, wondering what Sawyers found thats got him so excited. He came swaggering out of the store room looking like christmas had come early.
"Looky what I found Freckles!" he exclaimed, and held up a large bottle. She read the lable, 'Dharma Brand Whiskey.' Was there anything these guys didn't make?
"Don't you think we should give that to Jack?" she asked.
"Why? Old mopey don't seem like the drinking type."
"Not for drinking, to use in a medical situation."
"Oh, " Sawyer thought for a moment, "Don't he have a load of swanky medicle suppiles from this place anyway. If I remember correctly he poared a whole load of it on my shoulder, stang like a sonofabitch. Come on Freckles don't look like that, we're gonna have ourselves a party!"
She laughed and shook her head. Sawyer was right, Jack had got some disinfectants from the hatch, so he probablly didn't need to use liquor anymore, but...she still felt a twinge on guilt. She looked over and saw Sawyer open the bottle and pour a generous amount in two glasses. She sighed and went over and picked one up. Sawyer lifted the glass, raised it to her in a toast and then downed the contents. He placed the glass back down on the counter, coughing in the process, the liquor obviously burning slightly on the way down.
"Well, it may be harsh, but it's better than nothing," he said, re-filling his glass. As he did this Kate downed hers, deliberately trying not to react to it. She swallowed, fought the urge to cough, and held her glass out to him, which he filled up.
"Damn Freckles, should'a figured a girl like you could hold their drink," he said, amsued and impressed at the same time. "So, what'cha want to do now?"