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"She lied." The words rung in Jack's ears, even though it had been hours since they had been spoken; for the sole reason that they had been true. Kate had lied to him about the true reason for her desperation behind getting the case.

It hadn't been for the guns; although that had been his motivation. It had been so that she could get to that toy aircraft, a seemingly irrelevant item that had evoked a passion in her he hadn't been sure she'd possessed.

And then she'd told him that she had killed the man she had loved and it he had felt as though she had punched him. He knew that she had done something to warrant being captured by a marshal but he had assumed that she had been less guilty, been a serial bank robber or a con-woman.

But murderer… He didn't think that he could deal with that.

He saw her sitting by a solitary campfire, twisting that plane in amongst her fingers continuously, her focus based entirely upon it. Without thinking he stood up and took a few steps towards her. Approaching from behind she couldn't see him, and he paused, wondering what he was doing.

He wanted to go over there, wanted to comfort her and tell her that it didn't matter if she was a murderer, as long as she was a good person now. That the past had been erased when they crashed onto the island but he didn't believe it himself. She was dangerous; it couldn't have been manslaughter because she had said that the victim was someone that she loved so it was either premeditated or a crime of passion. Getting closer to her would be risky, for all he knew she would snap and shoot him.

There was a physical attraction, he had known it from the moment she had finished sewing his wound, and it had only grown since. He'd been attracted to various people though, and attraction didn't mean love.

And even if, in this case, attraction meant love, he was too afraid to act upon his feelings.

She began to move the plane through the air, around the embers as though she was watching it fly and he shook his head, turning around and walking back into the general island population. It was too risky, he loved her, but he couldn't let her know that.