When a con-man and a fugative meet in a bar, both looking for nothing more than plenty of drink and a one-night stand, forgetting their pasts it seems pretty expectable, but adding what they left behind into the mix, its just not that simple.

Skate. the island never happened but their pasts did, imagine the plane had arrive safely in L.A and everyone had gone about their normal lives.

He strolled nonchalantly into the bar, he had just finished a big con, he was pretty much set for the next couple of months, now it was time for the cowboy to play. He scanned the bar quickly looking for anyone worth his time, unsatisfied he sat himself down at a bar stool, after all the cloudier his vision became thanks to the miracle of alcohol, the more of these girls would look acceptable.

He took the first swig of beer when someone caught his eye, it couldn't have hit him already could it? God, beer wasn't that strong. No, she hadn't been here before, she strolled across to the bar, her obvious attempt to blend in worked for most, but to Sawyer she stood out stronger than anything.

Life on the run was hard. Wisconsin, where she was right now, was a very dangerous place for her to be, too close to her hometown. While she was here she had kept a low profile but today the pain of something she had tried to burry in her past had become too much and she had to seek out alcohol to ease the pain.

She wore her usual hideout clothes, her tank top was covered by a hooded sweatshirt and a pair of huge dark sunglasses covered her face, but in the stifling heat of the bar it was to much, she glanced around the bar, it wasn't busy, a few obviously drunk men gathered in a corner and a few single women were dotted around the place all too busy looking in their compact mirrors to notice Kate, the only thing they seemed to care about was getting picked up, well from Kate's impression anyway. She decided it was safe enough and removed the sweatshirt which caused her chocolate brown curls to cascade down her back, she quickly gathered them up in a messy bun, at least making an attempt to hide what of her appearance she could.

Sawyer watched as the girl in front of him tied up her hair… that hair it looked like cascades of silky chocolate rippling down her back, how Sawyer's hand begged to run through it…

"Hey there Sweet cheeks" He said casting a dimpled smirk her way which only earned him a roll of her eyes, but this was wasted on Sawyer as her eyes were well covered by her huge sunglasses.

"Yes?" She said dryly.

"How about I get you a drink?" He said smoothly in his very distinctive southern drawl.

"No thanks" She said sitting on a stool a few seats away from him, she looked into her pocket and discovered she was actually running low on money and her crave for a drink was strong. She blew out her frustrations in a deep breath as the man chuckled, a deep rumble low in his throat.

"How about a drink now?" He smirked.

"Shot of Vodka, please" She said, her voice still showing no emotion.

Moments later the glass was set in front of her she picked it up and was ready down to down the glass when a voice interrupted her.

"Well that's mighty rude Princess" He said a smirk covering his face once again.

"What?" She asked putting the glass down, its contents still untouched.

"A man buys a drink for a pretty little lady like yourself, the least you could do is sit somewhere near him" He teased sarcastically.

"Whatever" Kate replied, god she had hardly known this man two minutes and he was already annoying her, but she had to admit, he was handsome. His tanned face showed a smirk which let dimples slide deeply into his cheeks, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously, a few strands of his dirty blond hair in his face. Despite her initial reaction, Kate moved along until she was sat on the stool right next to him.

"That's better" He said but she didn't bother to reply, she just picked her glass up and emptied its contents in one big gulp.

"Impressive" He said raising one eyebrow yet still smirking "I suppose that's your way of telling me you want another?"

"If you're paying" She smiled, slamming the glass back onto the counter.

"So is it the same again…" He said trailing off "Well I do believe I don't yet know your name" He said, turning on his best charms.

"Ka-Carrie" She said, quickly covering her mistake, how could she be so stupid? Especially this close to her hometown.

"Well hey… Carrie" He said, adding sarcasm to the name she had provided, he didn't believe for one second that Carrie was her name, but he didn't really care, he would use a nickname regardless "You can call me Sawyer"

Several hours and about fifty vodka shots later, Sawyer and Kate had chatted, flirted and nearly kissed several times, each time Kate had dodged Sawyer's advance.

"So Freckles your place or mine?" He said, one of his best lady winning smiles plastered on his face.

"What makes you think I'll go any place with you?" She tried to stay stern but couldn't help but giggle, the nickname he had become most favourable towards in the past few hours, Freckles, had been slightly annoying at first, but now she just found it damn cute.

"Ya know ya want me" He said sarcastically grinning.

"Uh huh?" She said rising her eyebrows at him sending him a death stare, which this time was visible as she had removed the sunglasses hours before.

"Yeah" He said "So your place or mine?"

"I haven't really got a place" She said eventually.

"Well hey, a girl of the road" He said as Kate flinched at that remark, he might have been joking, but it was close "My hotel suit ya Freckles?"

Kate didn't know whether it was the drink getting to her head, or how intoxicating she found that dimpled smirk, she kissed him quickly, breaking away just before his tongue tried to connect with hers.

"I take that as a yes then?" He smirked jumping of the bar stool and following her into the car park.

It was nearly 3 o'clock in the morning and Sawyer and Kate where lay in his hotel room, a thin white sheet covering them, nothing else was needed after the hot passion the night have just given them. They where just slowly slipping to sleep when three loud knocks awoke them, and brought Kate back to her senses.

"Police! Open up now!" A heavy voice shouted followed by more knocks.

Cliffhanger :)

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