Aw my god! Thank you so much for the reviews, they seriously made me squeal with happiness!!!! And SassyLostie, "Guys code" omg, that's perfect lol, and oops, I forgot his name :P : ) Ok, I'm not that happy with this chapter / I dunno there's just something… not right about it, I'm not great at fluff. Or angst. And they get mixed up a lot :) R&R please//hugs// Ooh, and suggestions are welcome :)


Letters

"Mm…" She breathed, avoiding gaze with him, as he rubbed his arm awkwardly.

"Don't go flatterin' yerself, Freckles." He smirked. "I do that to all the girls." She shoved him lightly, and looked up at him again.

"You do, huh?"

"Mm.." He nodded, "You uh, wanna try it again to be sure-."

"Quit while your ahead." She smiled.

"I was serious…" He mumbled. She blushed slightly, and looked down at the floor, her lips still tingling from earlier, as his fingers brushed hers.

"You were huh?"

"You wanna stop stallin' and jus' kiss me?" He smirked, leaning forward again, only find himself falling forwards.

"Hey Jack!" Kate said brightly, leaping away from Sawyer and leaning against the door.

"Hey…" He said slowly, his eyes darting between the two. "I can do downstairs if your-."

"No, no its fine." Kate smiled, "I got something in my eye…"

"Yeah. Somethin'." Sawyer grunted, folding his arms and leaning back against the wall. Jack looked between them again, and stepped another step, moving towards Kate.

"Can I talk to you for a moment?" She nodded, seeing Sawyer narrow his eyes.

"See ya later then." He snapped, stalking away downstairs, as Jack pulled Sawyer into the bathroom.

"What is it?" She asked, raking her fingers through her hair. "Cause if its about Way-."

"No, its about Ana." Kate froze and widened her eyes slightly, her hands fluttering about her stomach.

"Oh?"

"Yeah… earlier, she kind of… were just, y'know, I mean-."

"Once you tried forming actual sentences, you can come back and tell me." Kate chuckled stiffly.

"Sorry… she's kind of… mad. I think."

"Well no wonder, you kind of blew her off in front of everyone." She exclaimed. God, boys are slow to catch on, she though, amused. "Never pull away, then deny it when people are watching."

"Ah…" He breathed, wincing slightly. "Was it that bad?"

"Uh… yes." Kate exclaimed, "Maybe you should leave it a bit and-."

"No, I don't want to, its too awkward. I really like her… but how should I-."

"Maybe you should leave it a bit, only cause…" Kate stammered, wondering why she was in such a fluster about this. "She's…"

"Kate, I really want to… how should I?" Sagging slightly, Kate avoided eye contact and took a breath. He was her friend! She wanted him to be happy! But why was she so damn jealous…

"Ok…" She sighed, pulling herself together. "Just take her to one side, and tell her exactly how you feel… but make sure you say sorry about earlier…"

"Are you gonna do the same with Sawyer?" He asked stiffly, looking at her properly.

"What?" She asked, confused.

"You're talking about me blowing Ana out but… on the landing, he kind of…"

"Oh, that… it was just, nothing, it was y'know…" Jack raised his eyebrow, and Kate folded her arms.

"Once you tried forming actual sentences, you can come back and tell me." Jack chuckled, nudging Kate's arm.

"Maybe… I should… y'know. He does that to all the girls." Jack looked stunned for a moment, and Kate laughed. "He just kissed me…"

"Oh." He said, relief creeping into his features slightly. "Right… well maybe you should go an do the same with him… face it, you both fancy each other- and don't even try denying it!" He exclaimed, seeing her open her mouth defiantly.

"Hmph." She sighed, folding her arms and watching him again. "Ok… both of us should go and put somethin' right… right?"

"Yep…" He smiled. "Make sure he doesn't… don't let him hurt you." Kate looked up at him, slightly stiffly.

"He's one of my best friends… he wouldn't." He nodded, and opened the bathroom door, making his way downstairs. She stayed in the bathroom for a moment, struggling with herself. Ok, find Sawyer, apologise… She didn't want to end up like some of the other girls he'd gone out with, she didn't want to ruin the friendship she treasured so much. She yanked at her hair again, before straightening her clothes and making her way downstairs. Shannon and Sayid, were sitting on the sofa, their heads close together, their fingers laced together gently, causing Kate to smile. Her friend deserved someone nice, as Claire did, who was also looking very cosy with Charlie, sat on the opposite couch. Jack and Ana weren't in the room, but Kate had a feeling she had heard whispers coming from the porch, however she didn't stop to investigate and continued searching for Sawyer. When she eventually found him, he was in the kitchen, leaning against the side, drinking a can of beer. She frowned, knowing full well Claire didn't have any.

"You brought a can of beer to a sleepover?" She asked, amused. He looked over to her, attempting a smirk but failing.

"Whats it to yer?"

"Hmm…" She breathed, leaning against the kitchen counter. "Well… I was thinking-."

"You come back for more, Freckles?" He asked, smirking, realising what she was bout to say. She smile fell from her face, and she scowled at him.

"You… you have to ruin, every single moment, don't you?" She snapped, folding her arms and staring out the window.

"You know it." He grinned, putting an arm round her shoulders. She tensed up slightly, as his fingers played with a strand of her hair. "You still need a haircut, Freckles…"

"Your gonna end up with no friends." Kate sighed, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"That's the plan…" He breathed, resting his chin on her shoulder, making her flush slightly.

"Why can't you just… be serious?" She groaned, shrugged him off and moving a couple of centimetres away from him.

"I wouldn't get half as many girls if I was, Freckles. You know that." She sighed again, and turned round to face him, his grey blue eyes staring at her green ones.

"I mean it." She exclaimed, putting her hands either side of his shoulders. "I just want you to tell me, exactly how you feel, and then-." She was cut off, as he pressed his lips against hers again, their kiss deeper than before. "I…" She choked, pulling away and blinking. "You gotta stop doin' that…"

"Why? You know you love it." He breathed again, cupping her face in his hands, and kissing her again. Fireworks were going off inside her stomach, and she tried hard to mask the feelings from her face, as his hand toyed with her hair again. "And damn, Freckles… you taste like strawberries" He smirked, she looked at him ironically, and put her hands on her hips.

"You taste like beer." She smiled, her mouth still hanging open slightly.

"You look like Bambi doin' that." He smirked, shutting her mouth with his thumb, and tracing her cheek. She bit her lip slightly, earning another grin, and put her hand up to his face.

"What now?" She asked suspiciously, trying to check his eyes for any signs of laughter, cause if he was taking the piss…

"Well I was thinking-." He began, leaning forward again, but finding Kate's hands there again.

"Seriously." She breathed. "You gonna date me for twenty four hours, then chuck me?"

"I never said anythin' about datin', Freckles." She scowled at him, and batted his chest. "Ok… ok… how about we take it as it comes…" He tried, earning an eyebrow raise from Kate.

"Which magazine did you read that out of?" She smiled, looking away slightly.

"Playboy." He smirked, reaching down again and kissing her again. "I heard Ana and Jack getting' it on, outside."

"Mm?" She asked nonchalantly.

"Mm." He agreed, smiling slightly at her expression. "I'm guessin' its only a matter of time before they're official…"

"Mm…" She repeated, wondering why he was going on about it.

"I heard Jack say something about her hair, that's sounded really-." He was cut off this time, as she initiated the kiss and crushed his lips with hers. "… Yeah." He breathed, smiling at her. "Your better than Colleen."


She dug into her bag, and fished out the keys as they jangled at the bottom. The happiness earlier, had quickly worn off, and the usual stress of going home was playing on her mind. Unlocking the door, she walked into a minefield. Her eyes were wide as she assessed the damage that had been dealt this time, a mirror had actually been shattered, and lay on the floor in glittered shards, she could see the living room through the open door, and saw the cushions thrown around the room.

"Ma?" She called nervously, shutting the door behind her and dropping her bag to the floor. "You home?"

"Katherine…?" Came a voice from the kitchen. She smiled in relief, at least she was talking normally.

"Yeah, Ma, its me!"

"Oh good, you need breakfast? Wayne's out." Kate punched the air, causing her mother to laugh dryly.

"Don't let him catch you doin' that." She smiled. Kate's eyes wandered to her mother's face, and assessed the damage, pleased to see there was nothing evidently wrong. "Hey, you got two letters."

"Mm?" Kate breathed, sitting down at the table.

"Yeah, one from your dad." She said stiffly. "And one from Tom." Kate's face brightened immediately and she practically ripped the letters from her hands. "Easy." She smiled.

"Sorry… kay, I'll be down later.." She smiled, getting up to walk upstairs.

"Ain't you gonna tell me how the sleepover went?" Diane began, rubbing her eyes slight as her daughter left the room, her face already buried in the first letter. "Your not, huh?" She sighed, the sadness in her gaze evident.

Kate took the letters upstairs, and flopped back on her bed, her nose buried in the blue writing paper;

Dear Katie,

Sorry I've not written for a week or two, I've been busy. How was your birthday? Hope you liked your present, it took me ages to pick it out. Fifteen, huh? That's pretty old, can't believe how long its been! Hows things at home? Things here are boring. I've finally asked Rachel out-

Kate's fingers crumpled the paper slightly, jealousy niggling at her insides.

And she said yes! She's really great, I'm sure you two would get along great. Are you still coming down on the 15th? Hope so, I'm can't wait to see you! Sorry, Katie, I've got to go now, meeting Rachel.

Xx Tommy

Kate sighed, and placed the letter on the bed. Just as things were sorted out with Sawyer, Tom's in her head again. She smiled non the less, and looked up at her calendar, where the fifteenth was marked out in glittery pen. There were several photo's on her beside table, of which she stroked with her fingertips, one of Tom and her when they were about seven, one of her, Sawyer, Jack and Claire, and one of her and her mother, she wondered whether she should take them to show Tom next week, he'd never seen her friends over there before.

"What does your dad say?" He mother called through the shut door, as Kate frowned again.

"No opened it yet." She replied curtly, opening the second letter and scanning it quickly.

Dear Katie,

Hey darling, how are you? Only a week to go, before I get to see you! I know Tom's excited, he's been round three times now, making sure its definatly Thursday. Hows your mom and Wayne? They treating you good? Cause remember, honey, there's always a place here for you. I'm meeting you off the plane at 4 right? And the tickets are definatly sorted? I know this is a short letter, honey, but I'll be seeing your soon,

Bye Kiddo,

X Daddy

She sighed again, and tucked the letter under her mattress, smiling at the ceiling. She clicked her CD player on, and let KT Tunstall blare out of her speakers, knowing it would send her mother into another frenzy at the volume, but clicking it up anyway.

"Turn it down, Kathrine!" Her mum yelled, banging on the door, regretting letting Kate get those locks installed. "Right now- no, not in ten minutes NOW!" Kate yelled into her pillow for a moment, before reluctantly clicking the volume down. They used to be so close… what the hell had happened? Oh… of course, Wayne had. He'd walked into her life four months ago, and it had never been the same.

"Turned down!" She yelled back, running her fingers through her hair and tying it up with a hair band.

"DIANE!" Came a yell from downstairs. She shuddered, and pulled herself up to listen at the door, welcome home Wayne, she thought bitterly, as the routine bangs sounded downstairs.

Ok, I've checked this chapter twice, but if there are any mistakes, point 'em out, cause I re-wrote this chapter, and added little bits from the first bit, so some bits might not follow properly :)