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The rain came down so hard. On this tropical island, it rained a lot and unpredictably. Today was just another day, rain that came out of nowhere and soon was going to leave in the same manner. Yet today was different. There was something in the air. All the survivors of Oceanic Flight 815 could feel it. Though it rained, they felt tense and ready to run. No one knows why they are on edge but there is something so everyone is on full alert
Kate, in the meantime, stands somewhere in the forest, not too far from the beach with her arms crossed and a look of determination on her face. Not too long ago she had seen a black horse. She had seen it when she had run away from Sawyer in the Hatch. It had been the same horse that made the US Marshall drive off the road the first time he caught her. There was no way it could be here now, can there?
'I must be going crazy. It's this island. I've finally cracked under the pressure of everything.' She thought to herself.
Kate stood in that spot for a while, unaware of time passing by when she heard it, a soft nicker and the sound of leaves and twigs snapping. Her heart started to speed up and her breath turned shallow as she slowly turned around slowly. There he was, standing still and looking at her as she looked at him. He was all black, black mane, black tail and black body. His eyes held so much wisdom that Kate found she couldn't look away from those dark eyes. It seemed that he wanted to tell her something but she didn't understand.
Just as she was about to move closer, to reach out and touch the horse footsteps were heard. The horse lifted his head, looked back at her then turned and ran off into the jungle again. It didn't take him long to disappear from her sight.
"Wait! Please don't go." She said loudly and started to go after it.
"Kate, what are you doing? Are you OK?" It was Jack, the only doctor on this island.
At his voice she knew she couldn't go on. That and the fact that the horse was faster than her and had a head start. Though she could track it, she would have to explain to Jack and she didn't know if she could. So she stopped and turned to look at him. He was soaked, but then so was she, and looked at her with concern. It was a little nerve wrecking to see such concern coming from him, the fact that he cared enough about her to be concerned but she said nothing about it.
"Hey. Yeah I'm fine. Where you headed off to?" She asked, trying to divert his questioning, hoping he hadn't heard her call out.
He walked over and looked at her. He had so many questions for her but couldn't ask them. He knew that she would bolt if he did and then he would have to build up the trust again. It was a fight he wasn't ready to fight just yet. One day though he might find the right time.
"Heading back to the cave. Sawyer needed some more antibiotics and figured I would make a house call. What are you doing out here alone?"
Kate pushed some of her hair from her face and gestured that if he started walking she would follow. So Jack started his trek to the Cave again and Kate walked alongside him.
"I thought I had heard something out here so I came to check it out." Kate said, trying not to lie to him. It always made her feel bad, as if he knew somehow that she was lying.
"Well did you find anything?"
Kate shook her head.
"Not really. I probably was just hearing things or something fell or even some animal trudging alone, who knows." She said softly, feeling almost guilty at her lie, well. Then again it wasn't a complete lie. There was an animal out here she just didn't tell him that she saw it.
After this, Kate and Jack walked on in the pouring rain in silence. Not much was going on for them to talk about. Though Kate knew Jack had questions, she didn't let on that he could ask them. They were questions she didn't know if she could answer. He knew she was a fugitive and knew that she had killed someone but that was all. She had given him a chance to ask but he passed it up. Maybe one day she would be able to tell him but she wasn't sure if that would be anytime soon.
The silence between them was companionable. It seemed like this since the moment Jack asked her to stitch up his side the first day. Since then they have been on adventure, scares and injuries. Both of them thought that the silence between them was nice. It wasn't often that they were able to walk in companionable silence like this. With the four survivors from the tail section arriving, the death of Shannon, Sawyer just making it from a shot wound and Sayid on edge, and opening the hatch and finding what was in it, it was all a little much in such a short time.
Sadly it didn't last for long. Someone was running towards them, fast. Must be important. Kate and Jack looked at each other then looked towards where the person was coming.
"Jack! Kate!"
It was Hurley that was running towards them. It looked like he had been running a little while; he was out of breath and seemed in mild pain. Kate and Jack ran over to him.
"What's wrong Hurley?" Jack asked.
Hurley stood up straight and put his hands on his sides.
"Sawyer and Eko are fighting. I don't think Sawyer will stop and Eko is getting him good."
That was all he had to say. Kate and Jack, without another word took off running to the beach. Eko didn't want to hide in the caves and Sawyer had his own little stash on the beach. So that's where the two were headed. Eko was far stronger then Sawyer so they both knew that Sawyer was in trouble. Sawyer was too proud to be beat so he would go on til he couldn't anymore. That is unless Jack and Kate can stop them.
It didn't take them long to reach the beach and to find the two. The crowd that surrounded them gave them away. Within seconds Kate and Jack pushed through the crowd and saw that Sawyer was in bad shape. Jack jumped and grabbed Sawyer and Kate jumped into the middle facing Eko. She knew Eko wasn't the one who started it so she wasn't afraid that he would attack.
Looking over her shoulder she saw that Sawyer was cursing and trying to get away from Jack but since he was pretty bad off he couldn't manage to get away from Jack.
"Sawyer you need to stop!" Yelled Kate so she could be heard.
Sawyer paused and looked up to see Kate. He had been so worried about getting away from Jack that he hadn't noticed she had been there. When Kate saw him pause she sighed. Men, they were so proud and never knew when to stop, especially Sawyer.
"Now that I have your attention, I want to know why you two were fighting."
Kate looked from Sawyer to Eko then back. Jack still had a grip of Sawyer, looking at Kate approvingly, but his grip was loose since he stopped fighting to break free. It was more of a precaution now since who knew if Sawyer would attack again.
"Kujo over there accused me of taking his necklace."
Kate looked away from Sawyer and made eye contact with Eko.
"Is that true?" She asked, her voice light so as mot to fan any flames by making him think she was calling him a liar.
"I had it on a rock while I slept. I woke up and it was gone. That was two days ago. I find him with it in his hands. How else would he have gotten it if he had not stolen it from me?"
Raising an eyebrow she turned and looked at Sawyer who was still angry looking.
"How did you get the necklace Sawyer?"
He turned his glare to her. If she didn't know him she would flinch under his gaze, but since she did she waited, unmoving.
"I was walking along the beach this morning. As I walked by some of the tents I saw something shining from the sand. I walked over and pulled the necklace up, which was half buried. As I was looking at it, Kujo over there charged at me, yelling that I stole it. Which I didn't. If he would of asked I would have given it to him."
Kate reached down and picked up the silver chain and looked at it. At the end was a small silver cross. If Eko got mad over this it must have been important to him. She vaguely remembered hearing Eko made Charlie take him to the plane where Boone had his accident. With the cross in her hands she walked over and handed it to Eko, who took it very gently and then put it around his neck.
Looking at Kate for a moment, silently thanking her then left. All that remained was Sawyer. Turning she walked over to him and crossed her arms. Jack let him go and stepped back, readjusting the straps to his backpack.
"I believe you didn't steal it but next time I wouldn't get into a fight with him. I'm pretty sure he would kill you if he wanted to."
Kate's voice was laced with amusement. Now that the fight was over it was kind of funny. Though she always thought it was funny when Sawyer got hurt, only when it wasn't too serious of course.
Sawyer touched his face and came back with blood. Clenching his jaw he looked up at Kate, still glaring at her as if all this was her fault.
"I'll remember that next time he comes charging full speed at me."
Shaking her head she laughed and pulled out a shirt from her backpack. Thankfully it had stopped raining when Jack and Kate reached the beach. The rains here never lasted long. Handing the shirt over to Sawyer she couldn't help but keep smiling.
"You might want to clean yourself up. You look terrible."
Sawyer took the shirt and walked away, grumbling. Putting her hands in her pockets she looked over at Jack who was looking at her. Kate couldn't read the expression he wore.
"You ready to try going to the cave again?" She asked, still lightly.
Jack smiled a little at her small joke and nodded.
"Yeah. You handled the situation pretty good."
He commented as they started walking towards the jungle.
"Thanks. That necklace must mean a lot to him if he goes charging at Sawyer. I've never seen Eko mad like that before."
Jack nodded; he had thought the same thing. He was always the quiet observant one.
Again the two of them walked through the jungle in silence. As they walked on, Jack seemed content just watching where they were walking, making sure they were going in the right direction but not Kate. Though she tried to hide it, she had a feeling Jack knew what she was doing. She couldn't stop herself from searching. Kate had no idea where the horse came from, or if it was just from her mind, but she wanted to see it again, to touch it, so she kept searching afraid she would miss it. This horse meant something to her, it belonged to her past , so why was he here now? This is one question she may never know.