Most of them were scared to set foot on the plane, but who could blame them after what they had been through? Even Kate found herself trembling when she set foot on the plane, and as she scanned the area for a spare seat her eyes rested on a spare row at the far back. Settling in to her seat, she gazed around the cabin, saddened at the thought of the people buried on the island, people who would never have a proper funeral. Sawyer was one of them, and her heart lurched at the thought of never seeing her fellow outlaw again. It was 2 weeks ago, and Sawyer, Kate and Jack were escaping from the others, when Sawyer was shot in the chest. Kate shook the images from her mind before Jack approached her.

"Mind if I sit here? It's either you or Claire and Aaron, who's teething." He asked.

"Be my guest. Can you believe we'll be out of here? It's too good to be true, especially for me. But as soon as we're back I'll be on the run again."

"I don't believe that Kate. I think we've all been put through way too much, and even the government knows that. You're free Kate." She smiled, but the smile soon faded as she thought about the last time they had both seen Sawyer alive.

"Jack listen, about Sawy-."

"Kate, don't."

"But what he said to you, before he died-."

"Kate, I don't want to talk about it! It's bad enough with the thought of you two together, but having him confirm it as one last snag before he dies is too much."

"But Jack, it meant nothing-."

"So it's true? You never admitted it before, but I can't believe you kept if from me Kate, especially after-." Kate was the one to cut him off now.

"Jack, what I did with Sawyer was a mistake, a one-off, but I really care about you Jack, what happened between us meant way more to me than Sawyer ever will." Her mind wandered back to when she was left at the hatch alone to program the numbers, 4,8,15,16,23,42 into the computer. After the clock reset itself, she decided to lay down on the sofa until the countdown began, but she began to nod off when Jack surprised her.

"Jack? Wh-?" She asked, sitting up.

"You fell asleep. Lucky I was on my way for the next shift." He sat down next to her, relaxing his tense muscles from a days work.

"Good, I'm so tired lately…" Without being quite aware of what she was doing, she rested her head on his shoulder, looking up into his gorgeous eyes. Their eyes connected, and soon the space between their lips began to decrease as their lips met, sending a jolt of energy through them both. They continued kissing passionately, but paused only to pull Jacks white shirt over his head. Returning to kissing, Kate fumbled with the buttons on her grey button-up. After discarding the rest of their clothes, their bodies connected as they sunk further into the sofa, their bodies fitting together perfectly. After they had made love with amazing skill, they pulled on their clothes in silence, aware that what they had just done had changed their relationship forever. Immediately after putting his dark denim jeans on, the countdown began, and Jack rushed to execute the numbers. When he returned to the living area, he pulled his shirt back on, and noticed that Kate was gone.

Authors Note: Steamy! Kate and Jack have hidden passion.

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