Disclaimer: I don't own LOST or Kate or Sawyer. If I did you know I would get rid of Kate and keep Sawyer for myself. Alas I settle for writing their story the way I believe it should be. In as many different ways as possible.

Please forgive me if I don't do them justice, the fault is all mine.

Part 1 - Nothing to be sorry for

'…thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.'

The irony of the situation wasn't lost on her as she waited for the one thing every living thing had in common outside of birth, death. Katherine Dorf lay on the warm, moist fragrant earth and laughed to herself silently.

The life she'd lived leading up to this very moment was not flashing before her eyes. That had already happened the day flight 815 had fallen out the sky; crashing and burning on that Island, it had mercilessly dumped her out of the cabin and sent her hurtling to the ground and her destiny which was unfolding this very moment.

As she lay on the ground, her blood flowing freely and rapidly in attempt to escape from her body before it was no longer a living thing, all she thought of was remembering the entire biblical passage. Her every thought and every ounce of her failing being was focused on the things that she had forgotten.

"Forgive me Father for I have sinned, it has been a lifetime since my last confession… I never believed you were there and I'm not sure I do now but I have to tell you some things before I go." Kate whispered in the darkness. Her voice was hoarse for a million different reasons, and she didn't want to expend her remaining strength unless she had to.

"Kate! What did you do?!? Katherine!! What did you do!??"

She heard her mother's voice echoing in the still night air like it was happening right this instant. But it wasn't. It had been over a decade since her mother had screamed those words at her.

"Nothing, Mom… I did nothing and everything. Dear God!" Kate gasped as the pain from the bullet lodged in her chest seemed to magnify with her unconscious movement.

She was exerting pressure on the wound but her fingers so slick with her own blood were numb and she couldn't really feel where the hole was anymore. Letting her arms fall away to her sides, Kate took a deep breath that made a worrying rattling sound in her chest and looked up into the dark starlit sky. Somewhere in the distance a commercial jet was landing at the airport. She coughed up a little blood, turning to her left to spit it out before bringing her head back to stare at the sky. The ground trembled with the sound of the plane landing. Kate smiled to herself.

"Momma, I'm coming home."

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This is a two part ficlet. If y'all like it and it piques your interest, I'll be writing a longer, full-length sequel. I have this ficlet planned out completely, and I will be posting the second half of this tomorrow or if you're really lucky tonight even. The title was inspired by this week's episode of LOST. Bear with me all will be revealed shortly.