A/N: Thanks so much to the people who read all of the last fic and are reading this one! This chapter is going to be a little different, with parts from Jack's, Kate's and some of Claire's point of view. I hope you enjoy, remember to review!

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

"Are you crazy? The police are going to catch you, and you'll lose Lucy for good!" Kate held the phone away from her ear while Claire yelled. She'd called her a few hours after she and Sawyer had left so she wouldn't worry. She figured they still had about an hour before Jack came over and discovered they were gone.

"Calm down. I never even talked to him. He left a message saying he was coming, for all he knows, I never heard it."

"That doesn't matter. You have to come back, Kate!" Claire pleaded. Kate rolled her eyes and looked across the room at Sawyer. They had stopped at a truck stop after a few hours of driving so Lucy could get fed, and Kate found a pay phone, she didn't dare turn her cell phone on yet. Now Sawyer was sitting in a chair a few feet away, cradling the baby. "Are you even listening to me?"

"I'm listening," Kate responded, "But I have to go. I'll call again later, but please don't tell anyone about this. I can trust you right?" There was silence on the other end. "Claire?"

"You can trust me," Claire finally said with a sigh. "But if anything happens to you..."

"Nothing will happen. And I mean it when I say don't tell anyone, not even Charlie or Sun OK?"

"Fine, fine, just be careful!" Kate hung up the phone and walked over to Sawyer.

"Are you ready?"

"Where to?" Sawyer asked, as he stood up and handed Lucy back to Kate. She smiled, just glad that he was talking to her again.

"I don't care, just drive."

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Jack arrived exactly at 3. He considered calling his lawyer and asking him to come along because he knew this wouldn't be easy. In the end, he'd decided to come alone, but that was beginning to seem like a mistake when no one came to the door.

"Kate? Sawyer?" He called, but there was no response. The house was dark, and the car was not in the driveway. He pounded on the door a few more times and waited before giving up. He dialed Kate's cell phone, which went straight to voice mail, and the house phone, which rang seven times then the answering machine picked up. Jack left messages on both, asking Kate to call him immediately. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach. They had left on purpose, no doubt about it. He didn't really expect that Kate would tell anyone, but he called Claire anyway because if she told someone, that would be it.

"Claire, it's Jack, do you know where Kate is?" he asked as soon as Claire picked up.

"W-why is she not at home?"

"No, I think she and Sawyer took the baby and left. Did she say anything to you?"

"Um, I don't know where she went." Claire felt bad about lying to Jack, especially since he did so much for her and Aaron when they were on the island, but she had made a promise to Kate and she was not going to break it.

"Well if you hear anything, call me right away." The next call Jack made was to the police. Kate had pretty much avoided jail time after the crash, serving less then a month, but he had a feeling that she would be arrested as soon as they caught her this time. The only problem with this plan was that both Kate and Sawyer know how to run.

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Kate closed her cell phone, which had been off the entire morning.

"Well Jack left two messages, and Claire left one. He called the police."

"They can't do nothing if you didn't hear the message." Sawyer pointed out. Still, Kate had a bad feeling.

"Maybe we should turn around and say this was all a misunderstanding. We don't even have any place to go."

"You really wanna turn around Freckles?"

"I don't know." Kate twisted in her seat to face her sleeping daughter. She couldn't let Jack have her. "No," She said decisively, "Keep going."

"You got it." The tires squealed at the sudden surge in speed as they raced toward an uncertain future.

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Claire nervously glanced at the clock. Kate and Sawyer had left 12 hours ago, and after Kate's first phone call, she'd heard nothing. It was all over the news though, a twisted love triangle between survivors of Oceanic 815. The way they were talking about it, everyone in the world, or at least America, was looking for them. Claire had been glued to the television ever since Jack called her, praying that Sawyer and Kate could some how stay away.

"Claire? You coming to bed?" Claire turned and smiled at Charlie. They had been taking it slow, but they were living together, and she really did love him. That made it so much harder to not say anything about her conversation with Kate that morning. She had specifically asked her not to say anything to Charlie.

"Yeah, I'm just watching the news."

"Still?" Charlie came into the room and sat on the couch next to her. "Bloody hell," He said in a low voice. "No sign of 'em yet?" Claire shook her head.

"I wonder what happened. I hope they're alright."

"It's Sawyer and Kate. I'm sure they are, now come on, it's late and you know Aaron is going to wake up at 6 sharp." Claire nodded, but left her eyes on the screen. Charlie pressed the power button on the remote, making the news anchor woman and the same mug shot of Kate that they had been showing for the past 8 hours disappear. "Listen to me, everything is going to be all right. OK?" She just nodded again, not really believing what he was saying.

"I'm really scared," She whispered, and Charlie put his arms around her. They sat like that for a moment, and they both jumped when the phone rang, loud and shrill. "I got it," Claire announced, scooping it up before Charlie had a chance to think. "Hello?" She said breathlessly.

"Claire? It's Kate. I need your help."