It was the first time she had cried in front of him. She was trying so hard to be quiet, away from everyone else. Jack had locked himself in the bathroom, Michael was somewhere off by himself, and Hurley was sitting with Libby. Kate didn't know where to go. She didn't have a strong connection to either Ana or Libby, but their deaths were shocking nonetheless and Kate was scared. So she sat by herself at the kitchen table. She hugged her arms to herself, fighting tears that were already falling. She didn't even notice his presence. James had walked in to check on her and the others, and as soon as he saw her slumped figure at the table, he walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. She fought it at first, tried to hide her face from him, but gave up when she realized there was no point in trying. James held her tightly, needing the embrace as much as she did. No words needed to be exchanged, they just needed each other.
A/N: I'm planning on updating once a day. I think this one is the shortest one. Please let me know what you think.