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About Sawyer(mmm, sawyer) it is really sad with him being supposedly dead, but it might stay that way for a few chapters, cause it's a connection between Syd and Kate. But don't worry skaters, I'll try and find some way to bring him back.(I hope)

But I was also planning on maybe a Will/Kate romance(to give away part of the plot, oops), if Sawyer doesn't come back, but you guys let me know what you think.

This chapter's pretty short, sorry, but maybe I'll do a longer chapter next time, after I finish studying for my science test.

Thanks, and keep reviewing, please!!!!!!!!!

Love, Kate

Kate woke in the back of Sawyer's old, battered truck, the truck that had been her home for the past week. It was dark, nothing but moonlight. She didn't know how long she had been asleep.

The past few days had been some of the worst of her life. She had stolen the car and all she could do was drive, drive on into the deep black all around her, tears streaming down her face into the tangled strings of her hair.

She couldn't sleep. Every time her eyes closed they saw his face the way he had looked at her for the last time, his green eyes desperate and filled with fear, the last spark of life burning out of them. She had never seen him look that scared before, ever. It was a sight she never thought she would see in a lifetime.

She had been running for almost a week now. For seven days she had been running alone. She was about to give up, for the first time in her life. What was the point of running when there wasn't anyone to run to?

Then she remembered his last words to her. As the sirens blared, and he lay on the floor before her, with her whole world crashing down on her, she remembered him whispering in her ear.

"Run, Freckles."

She shook her head, her fingers squeezing the life out of his, tears streaming down her face.

His voice was weak and shaky, and it scared the life out of her. "You heard me, run."

The sound of shattering glass broke through their panicked silence as the big windows were broken down and footsteps shook the building, looking for them.

"Kate," he whispered her name, "promise me you'll run."

The footsteps were louder now, and she could see shadows from behind the door that was the only thing standing between them and the people they had both been running from for years.

"Open the door!" the shadows screamed.

Kate spun around to find a window leading to the streets. She closed her eyes as she held his hand for one last time.

"I love you," she whispered, and let go.

Kate's sobs pulled her out of her memory back into the torn leather seats of the truck that was parked in front of miles and miles of trees. She wanted to disappear into them, be lost forever in their tall branches. She had never wanted anything more in her life than in that moment. So she drove, drove as far into the trees as she could.

The sounds of the highway reached her through the silence of the forest. Screeching tires, honking cars, and the whirling scream of sirens. She didn't care about that sound anymore. The one sound that would have petrified her with fear only seven days ago didn't mean anything to her. And now she was going to give up. The only thing that wouldn't leave her alone was the promise she was breaking.

The sirens grew louder. Kate gripped the wheel.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, and drove forward.

"Hey," Syd's roommate and best friend Francie greeted her. "What's your name? Sydney? You know, that's so weird, I had this roommate named Sydney, she looked just like you, she used to live here-"

"Okay, okay," Syd stopped Francie's teasing before she started rambling into another one of those you-hardly-even-live-here-anymore-you-work-too-much-at-that-bank lectures. "I'm sorry, crazy meeting about all these new loans."

"Wow, you're alive," remarked her almost-roommate Will. "Almost forgot about you."

Syd forced a smile as they each pulled her into a suffocating embrace. These were the moments when she hated her job, when she wished all she could that they could know. Every time they teased her about her job, something inside her hurt. But as much as she wanted to tell the truth, she had seen what could happen when someone else knew it. And she never wanted it to happen again.

It was her fiancé, Danny. He had proposed after they had been dating for two years. It was one of the happiest days of Syd's life. After years and years without a family, she finally felt at home. But just one thing was standing in the way. Her secret, the most important one she had ever been asked to keep. She had to tell him. Every time she looked him, every time he talked about his dream of having a family, she could feel a stab of guilt inside of her. It felt like she was always lying to him, and one day she couldn't do it anymore. So she told him.

She came home a week later to find him dead. SD-6 had found out that he knew and ordered him killed.

She couldn't let that happen to Will and Francie. They were more than friends, they were family. The family Syd had never had.

Francie pulled away to find tears glistening in Syd's eyes. "You okay?"

Syd nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. "Yeah, just kinda tired. What's up with you guys?"

Francie and Will's answers were cut off by the sharp ring of their phone. Syd reached for it and brought it to her ear. "Hello?"

"Tony's Pizza."

Syd sighed. That was her cue to go and meet Vaughn. "Wrong number," she said and dropped the phone back on the hook. She pretended to look at her watch.

"Oh god, I'm late," she said, grabbing her coat from the hook on the wall.

"You kidding? You just got here!" Francie protested.

"I know, I'm sorry," Syd said, and it was true. She hated lying, and she hated the fact that she had to lie to the people she loved almost every day. "We'll talk later, okay?"

"Fine," Francie rolled her eyes. "I'm gonna go work on some homework for classes tomorrow then. See ya." She gave them both a quick wave before she disappeared.

Will was silent for a few minutes before he spoke what Syd knew he was thinking. "So, not the wrong number, right?"

Syd shook her head. "Vaughn." Will had found out a while ago, after he had been investigating Danny's murder for the newspaper he worked at. She had been terrified at first by what he had to go through, but now, he was just one more person who could actually know the truth.

Syd reached for the doorknob when her beeper rang.

"Bad guys, right?" Will asked as she picked it up.

"Yeah," Syd said, "but this is weird. He already gave me a job."

Will shrugged. "I'll stay with Francie until you get back," was all he said.

Syd nodded, still staring confused at her beeper. "Yeah, okay."

She closed the door behind her as Will's footsteps faded down the hall. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed Sloane's number, curiosity taking her over. Every mission was a mystery, but she was even more determined to solve this one, because it was unlike anything she had ever done before.

He picked up on the first ring, immediately knowing who was on the other end.

"Report to us first thing in the morning. We found her."