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The waves lapped against the shore in a calm manner. It was ironic how soothing the water appeared because it was these very waters that held some 40 survivors captive. The island held too many mysteries of its own and these new survivors were out to unlock them.

Coincidentally, Locke was out and about, trying to uncover one of these mysteries on his own. Ever since the hatch had blown up, he had not been able to get the image of all the other hatches out of his head- that map, where am I gonna find it? He scratched his bald head. Hurley, who happened to be bored that day and was now tagging along behind Locke, followed along, not really sure of what he was supposed to be doing.

"Come with me; only you can help me." Those words still rung in Hurley's head as he tried to make sense of what Locke had told him just earlier on in the morning. But what do I know that this dude doesn't? Hurley thought to himself. Perhaps he thought it out too loud because Locke turned to him right after that instant and stated, "Have some confidence."

Whoa, this dude can read my mind! Hurley thought he caught a small smile on Locke's face, but it disappeared as quickly as it came.

On the other island, there slept two people, separately caged, like the animals they were. Well, one wasn't sleeping; she was crying and trying her hardest to muffle it. What had she done to deserve the pain she was currently in? Well, that's a very stupid question. You kill your father and all you can think about now is your pain? She wasn't in any physical pain, unless the pain in her chest was counted. When they, 'the Others,' stole a chunk of her heart away. Metaphorically, that is. She just needed to see him. See that he was alive and well. Well, he's alive…but I want to talk to him…I want to be…with him… She wouldn't be able to take this kind of separation much longer. Her soul wasn't complete without his presence. She was determined to escape, but not without the man in the other cage. No man gets left behind, dead or alive. Jack would have wanted it that way.

She wanted to be home. Not that she ever really had a home, but she believed that with Jack, she could start a new life. He could help her out…help her be free. Her silent sobs were making her chest hurt. I want to eat a triple Whopper at Burger King…no, no more meat… I want ice cream. I want to sleep in a nice big bed…in a room where I can adjust the air to be hot or cold. I want to take a nice long pink rose bubble bath…with lots of bubbles.

Slowly, her tears ceased and she began to breathe easier. She knew a way to escape this cell…she had done it before, but was forced to come back when Sawyer refused to leave his own. She decided that she could try this again and take Sawyer against his will. Together they would find Jack, even if Sawyer didn't want to. We will find Jack…we must…and he WILL be alive and healthy. He WILL be safe…and together we will find a way of this godforsaken island and place. With those last comforting thoughts, sleep found a way into her body and within moments, she was sound asleep. A reminisce of a small smile lay on her innocent sleeping face.

Little did she know that someone was watching her from inside. Don't cry, Kate. I'll find a way to get you to safety…we will get off this island…I promise, we won't die in this place.

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