I had to write an alternate ending to the finale because I will never admit that Sawyer and Kate aren't fate!!
Her eyes closed. He jumped out, she thought. It was so….selfless. So unlike him. She had a flash of her life ahead of her. Handcuffs, bars and never seeing his face again. She only hesitated for a split second.
"Take the baby," she said to Hurley. "Why?" he asked, gathering the sleeping bundle into his arms. She stood up and grabbed the doorframe, looking down. Damn it was far. She turned to Jack. "I'm sorry," she said, and she meant it.
He realized what she was going to do a moment too late. "He reached for her but she was already in the air. "Kate!" she heard him shout, and then all she heard was the wind whistling past her ears.
She hit the water with a dazing impact. She remained motionless underwater for a few seconds before clumsily kicking her way up to the surface. She looked up and saw Jack being restrained by Desmond and Sayid. He was trying to jump after her. She couldn't look anymore.
Sawyer was nowhere to be seen. By the time she had jumped out they were already 500 metres from where he'd landed. She sighed and began the long swim to shore.
Juliet saw a figure kicking it's way to shore. "Nice day for a swim," he said cheekily, hauling himself out of the water. "What are you doing here?" she asked listlessly. "Thought I'd take a dip. Whatcha celebrating?" he asked, noticing the rum bottle at her feet. "I'm not celebrating," she said. He turned to see where she was looking. A trail of grey smoke dirtied the blue sky.
No. He thought frantically. It can't be- "That our boat?"
"It was."
Oh God. Oh God. He looked back at her, pain emanating from every inch of his body. She offered him a weak smile.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"She's gone?" he asked dazedly. There was no need to clarify who "she" was
"Maybe not." she said, because he looked so pitiful right there and then. "maybe they weren't there yet. Maybe they'll come back."
"They had no fuel." He said. She made a small noise and took another slug from the rum bottle.
His brain was working slowly. She couldn't de gone. Not his Kate, not his strong Kate. His Kate had rescued him from death and had slugged him in the face on more than one occasion. His Kate was strong. She was a fighter. It couldn't be true.
And yet the black smoke leering at him in the sky told him differently.
Kate arrived about a half a mile down the beach. She wasn't as strong a swimmer as Sawyer (Wayne had pissed away any money that could've been used for swimming lessons) and the current had taken her quite a ways down. She hauled herself out of the water.
Glancing back at the horizon, she noticed something that made her blood run cold. A trail of smoke was drifting up into the clouds right where the freighter had been. She put her hand over her eyes. She couldn't be seeing it right. She needed to find Sawyer.
However, she hadn't taken five steps when the sky went white. There was an earsplitting noise and the world took one massive shake. Every bone in her body rattled and she was sure the world was over.
And then it ended. She squinted, disoriented, bright lights popping in front of her eyes. She looked back at the horizon. The pillar of smoke was gone. What the hell had just happened?