Hey, the begining of this story is the same as my previous fic "Im your protector" but that was a spur of the moment thing i was writing. Now i know where i want to go with it, ive changed the name and re-written the first parts. This is also updated from where that one left off. So please R&R - it's really appreciated

Title Lokced Eyes
Rating Pg - 13
Summary Kate must proove to Jack that she didn't have anything to do with the guns being stolen ...
Spoilers Set after The Long Con - so any up to that (for Uk fans)
Disclaimer - don't own lost - JJ, Dameon and ABC do

Kate stood alone, wallowing in the warm water, and in her own poignant self-pity. As the stream ran from the showerhead, she closed her eyes and pushed her hair out of her face. Feeling the water trickling across her eyelids, she sighed a deep and heavy sigh. She scrubbed hard with the soap, trying desperately to scrape any emotion from herself. Without emotion, things would be simple, without emotion she would be able to understand things. "What had possibly made Sawyer act like that?" She thought to herself, squeezing the shampoo on top of her head. "I thought I had him figured out …". She ran her hands through her hair, feeling the soapy substance beneath her fingers. "And why wont Jack forgive me?" the second question that had been causing her so much pain for days now. She understood Jack was mad, but she didn't know what else she could do. Turing the shower off, she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body, clinging to it as though it was the answers to her questions.

Libby dragged her feet through the sodden jungle, feeling the weight of her backpack burning onto her shoulders. She gritted her teeth, as she looked sideways to the man that was walking with her.
"So Libbs" Sawyer spoke, slurring each word as he forced his way past each branch "Where are we going?"
Libby rolled his eyes before turning to face him.
"I told you Sawyer, I need your help with something in the hatch" faking her cheerfulness, she stretched a smile upon her lips.
"Alright then sugar, what is it that you need me to do in the black hole?"
Ignoring him, Libby pushed open the hatch door, and waited for him to go inside. Sawyer stared intently at her before sighing and entering the hatch. Libby watched his dirty blonde hair fly through, before closing the door on herself.

Climbing into the hatch, Sawyer took in his surroundings; the same strange scenario was laid out in front of him, the dimly lit room filled with technology, the "living" room with un-comfortable seats. The clanging of a metal lock snapped him back to reality as he turned to face Libby.
"What ya locking us in for?" he asked suggestively, raising his eyebrow.
Libby's stomach sickened at the smug and self-satisfied expression on his face.
"Better safe than sorry, now the others are back …"
She began to walk into the kitchen, knowing that he would follow her, it was always the case. She was the carrot, he was the donkey. Actually, she thought, he was the ass.
"The others? Oh yeah, the whole Sun thing, I …"
Sawyer stopped instantly in his tracks as he entered the kitchen. Sitting around the table were four men who were, all but one, glaring daggers at him. Jack, Sayid, Jin and Locke.
"Hello James" Locke said – his monotone withstanding as always.
Turing to face Libby, Sawyer fumed
"You set me up" he spat at her.
Libby smiled her own smug grin and threw the keys to the hatch door at Jack, who caught them without taking his eyes off Sawyer.
"Why don't you sit down Sawyer?" She said, walking off into the laundry room.

Libby walked into the Laundry room feeling enlightened. She had been glad the she had been part of the plan, as much as it had sickened her to be pleasant to Sawyer after his act of selfishness with the guns. She grabbed hold of the washing basket that was perched on top of the machine. Just as she did, a towel wrapped Kate walked in.
"Oh, sorry I didn't think anyone was in here, can I just get my clothes?" she asked leaning over to get out the small pile that was in the dryer.
"It's ok Kate, but I wouldn't go in the kitchen for a while though …"
Kate looked at her, questioning in her eyes, but Libby just shrugged not wanting to explain further.

"So, you all gonna torture me again?" Sawyer asked folding his arms. Jack watched him, not allowing to himself to move his eyes anywhere else. How much he wanted to smack that arrogant expression right off his face, smack him for taking the guns, smack him for being smug about it, smack him for taking …
"Where are the guns Sawyer?" He asked, proud of himself for containing his anger long enough to allow him to speak.
"They're by grass" Sawyer smirked
"James, why don't we talk about this rationally?" Locke replied smiling.
"Rationally? You think take my stash was rational? Was fair?" Sawyer looked at Locke who didn't reply "Didn't think so, but like I said, keep it, I got what I want now"
Jack advanced towards him, not controlling his anger any longer, but Jin, for the second time held him back.
"Looks like " sawyer continued laughing slightly at jack "I've had two things you wanted doc"
Jack stood still, focusing on Sawyer. They knew this was about more than guns.

Kate hovered in the doorway, not wanting to interrupt the conversation. She could see Sawyers shadow leaning against the wall.
"What are you talking about Sawyer?" she heard Jack question him. The sound of his voice pierced through her like knives. The pain of missing, of betraying him, bolted through her.
"You know what im talking about doc" Sawyer replied, "Where is freckles anyway? Aint she part of your gang now?"
Kate moved further towards them with the mention of her name, wanting to know what this was all about. Pausing only to avoid her feet from creaking on the floorboards, she continued to listen to the conversation.
"Kate isn't a part of this" Locke's' voice rang through into where Kate was standing
"See now that's where you wrong. Dear old sweet cheeks knew exactly what was happening,"
Kate's mind raced. What was he talking about? She hadn't known anything. If she had she would've. …
"Are you saying Kate knew about the guns Sawyer?" Kate could hear the betrayal in jack's voice once again and she hated it. She hated Sawyer, hated the fact the she had trusted him. She hated herself, but she wasn't going to the fall for this one.
Walking around the corner she paused behind Sawyer and stared right into Jack's eyes.
"I didn't have anything to do with the guns" she spoke out into the room, full of determination.

Jack saw Kate step out into the light, and only then did his glance move from Sawyer's shocked expression to Kate's determined one. He locked eyes with her, and in that second – he knew she was telling the truth. When he looked into her hazel eyes, he could see the pain, the regret and the truth. Staring straight at her, he murmured softly
"I know you didn't Kate"
Kate shoulders dropped, relieved that Jack believed her. Her heart pounded hard inside her chest as Jack kept hold of the glance, she didn't want to let it go, but she felt that she didn't deserve his focus. As a sad smile appeared on her face, as she looked down, careful not to look at Sawyer, who's anger was reflecting onto her.
"Oh what? You gonna believe freckles here who …"
"This isn't about Kate" Sayid interrupted. "Give us the guns back Sawyer, and we'll pretend that this never happened."
Jack winced at the expression Sawyer had used previously to him the day before.
"Funny" Sawyer started "that sounds familiar, and I think, Doc, you'll know how the rest is. Bottom line is folks; those guns were never yours to begin with. Finders, keepers."
Lunging for Jack, Sawyer grabbed his arm to avoid being punched. Kate yelled at Sawyer to stop, as Sayid tried to defend Jack.
Yet Sawyer had what he wanted, turning towards the hatch door, he held up the keys that he had prised out of Jack's hand and let himself out.

Ana-Lucia watched as Kate walked out of the jungle and onto the beach. She hated the way she thought she was Queen bee. Back on the old side of the island, she would've squashed her like a bug. Only it's not so simple when that bug is the island leader's object of affection. Jack was a good guy, not her type, but a good guy. Except that he was ignorant to the tricks that this woman was playing on him, and she didn't want to watch any more. Picking herself up, and dusting down her sand-covered jeans, she headed towards Kate. Tossing her long black hair over her shoulder she stood patiently waiting for Kate to turn around.

Keeping her back towards her Kate sighed and said out loud
"Is there something I can help you with Ana-Lucia?"
"You wanna turn around Kate?" She said, the icy-ness in her voice sending chills down Kate's spine.
"What?"
"Did you help Sawyer get those guns? Do you know where they are?"
Kate flashed a stare at the woman standing in front of her.
"That really is none of your business – and for the record, no, I didn't, im not that type of person!"
"Aren't you?" Ana said walking closer towards her. "Im a cop Kate, you're a fugitive, we run in the same circles, I know who you are, so yes, I think you are that type of person, and the sooner everyone knows it the better."
With that she spun on her heel, whipping Kate in the eye with her hair, and headed towards Jack. Kate followed her, angry tears forming in her eyes, stinging her cheeks as they rolled. She was right. She was still that person, and she always would be.

Please let me know what i can change/add etc