By PsychodelicS (Ruby)

Darkness ruled over the island. It was night, and everybody was sleeping.

Everyone seemed to be so peacefull...or not?

Kates tent was maybe the darkest tent of them all. Yet anybody that would sit in it,

would see that she was not having a peacefull dream. She seemed anxious, scared even.

A white flash. A noice, almost too much too bare. She tries to cover her ears, but she's tied up. She tries to scream, but there is something in the way, blocking her voice.

Suddenly the noice stops. She takes a minute too recover, then starts looking around.

Jack. Sawyer. He's allright. Thank god.

She feels someone pulling her up. Someone pushes her in the back, as a deep, rough voice yells "move!". They start moving. Into the jungle.

She suddenly seemed to have a shortage of breath. She opened her eyes. Light was squirming itself through the small openings in her tent. She sat straight and looked around.

Where was she?

She crawled up, scared that she might still be with the ones that had taken them, and moved towards the exit of her tent. The light was so bright her eyes hurt. She holded her breath.

"Freckles?"

A deep, rough voice, almost like the one in her dream.. only...not.

The voice had a sweet tone to it, concerned even. The voice was Sawyer's.

She shook her head, trying to wake herself up from her dream, and then looked around. She was at their camp. Thank god. Her eyes passed Sayid, who was talking to Steve. Or Scott.

Then her eyes met Claire's, who smiled at her, befor turning back to Aaron, who was in her arms, crying. She saw Charlie walking towards them.

"Are you ok?"

She turned to the voice. Sawyer looked worried, but, even worried looked good on him.

She breathed for a moment.

"I'm ok. I just had a dream. I'll be fine" she answered.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

She smiled. She was touched that he was so worried about her.

"I'm sure." she said.

He smiled.

"If you say so Freckles. I'm going for a swim. If you need anything I .."

She interrupted him. "I know." she said.

He smiled again, and then left, walking towards the ocean.

She looked at him, and she started sinking back into thoughts.

While she was in captivity, she had a lot of time to think.
About her. About her and Jack. And about her and Sawyer.
She thought about the choices Jack made. About the choices Sawyer made.
And mostly, about the choices she had to make.

She realised that Jack would never understand her...and that Sawyer allready did.
She knew that Jack and her had no futur.. and Sawyer and her did.
Most of all, she realised, that she didn't love Jack.. and she did love Sawyer.

"What am I waiting for" she thought. "Get a grip of yourself, woman." she said to herself, soft enough so nobody would hear her.

She looked at the ocean and stared at it for a moment.

She breathed, trying to reassure herself, trying to stay calm.

"Here it goes." she said.

She started walking towards the ocean. As she arrived, she didn't see Sawyer anywhere.

"Sawyer!" she yelled.

"Freckles." she heared, right next to her ear. Along with a soft blow in her ear.

She shivered. But not a cold shiver, because she got all warm. She closed her eyes, breathed relieved, opened them again, and turned around.

"What's wrong?" Sawyer asked.

She looked down, bit her lip for a moment, then stood on her toes, and kissed him.

For as long as the kiss lasted, it seemed like the rest of the world had vanished.
It was just him and her now, she tought.

It was just him and her now.