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Set sometime in mid-season one.

JACK POV

I looked at Walt from across the beach. Good kid. Young. Too young to be here. Hell, I'm too young to be here. I sighed. Poor kid. Lost his Mom. Must suck to lose a parent.

"Hell, I know the feeling." I mumbled to myself as I picked up a water bottle, opening it.

"What was that?" Kate came up behind me, sitting down next to me, a smirk playing on the corners of her lips.

"Huh? Oh. Nothing." I said quickly. She doesn't need to know everything.

"Oh come on, you can tell me Jack." She teased.

I smiled. I loved that goofy smile of hers. "I was just thinking about Walt."

She looked in his direction, watching him sit with Vincent, softly stroking the top of his head. "What about him?"

"Must be hard for a kid his age. Going through this."

"We're all having a tough time with it. It's hard for everybody Jack." She said with a slightly defensive tone.

"Yeah, but imagine how it must be when you're ten." I mentioned as I stood up, walking towards him. I didn't look back. I didn't want Kate to affect whatever I felt I needed to do.

Walt was sitting quietly, no one around him but Vincent. He looked up at me as I sat down next to him, Vincent in between us.

"Hey Walt." I smiled, petting Vincent as I sat down.

"Hi." He replied, staring out at the ocean.

"You ok, Walt? I heard you lost your Mom."

"Yeah."

"I lost my Dad too y'know. Just a few days before we crashed. I know how hard it must be."

"Really?"

I nodded. "Yup."

"How'd he die?" He looked over at me for the first time.

I paused. Technically he had a heart attack. But that's not how he died, I realized. "He had a really bad disease."

"My Mom did too. She had cancer."

"My Dad's disease was similar to cancer. He tried to get help."

"Did it help?"

"For a while. It gave him some more time with us. But in the end, no. The disease controlled him. His body, his actions. All of him. He was sick for a long time before anyone knew about it."

"How did you find out?"

I sighed. "Sometimes, you just know Walt."

Walt stared at me for a few seconds. "Hey Jack."

"Yeah?"

"I miss my Mom."

"I miss my Dad too."

"Do you think we'll ever see them again?"

I nodded. "Someday. But only when the time is right."

"Whens that?"

"You'll just know."