Sawyer goes to Kate, kneeling beside her on the rock-hard ground, and rips off the sleeve of his worn and dirty shirt. "I didn't think I would ever say this, but you need Jack." Sawyer says with a warm smile.

"In more ways than one." Kate whispers so Sawyer couldn't hear.

"You know you are a horrible whisperer Freckles." He smiles sadly as he ties the fabric around her swollen and bloody knee.

She looks down guilty while cringing at the amount of pain that was overpowering her entire leg at the moment.

"Sorry. We need to get you back to camp so Moonbeam can treat this nasty ass cut. I don't want it gettin' infected so let's hurry."

Kate looks up into his eyes. He genuinely cares for her and she is grateful for that. "Thank you Sawyer." She says as he helps her up. She yelps in pain as soon as any force is put on her leg.

Sawyer winces afraid he is the one hurting her even though he knows it is the wound and not anything he has done. But he feels there is somehow he can help more, and what scares him most is that he really wants to. Damn he hates that he is going soft for this woman.

Jack jumps up as she enters the dark room. "Is she okay?" He asks coming towards her. He runs into the trey or medical supplies, knocking it over, causing a loud clang to echo around the room. One of the men who was helping with the surgery had just fallen asleep, but this indubitably woke him from his slumber. His eyes plead with hers for an honest answer.

Juliet slowly shuts her eyes, opening them almost a second later. "Yeah…yeah she is now. They are both on their way back to your camp. Kate's knee is a little banged up from a fall she took but it should be alright" She smiles earnestly towards him, lips tightly closed together.

Jack thinks for a minute. Praying she is not lying and that Kate will be alright. He looks up towards Juliet again. "Thank you." He says with such compassion, something Juliet has only heard in his voice when he talks to Kate or about her. Wishing one day she could possibly have that effect on him.

She nods. "Glad to help." She heads over towards the others who are sitting up against the freezing cold wall.

"Are they close to the camp Jules?" Tom comes over and asks almost desperately.

"Almost, they are about twenty minutes out. They did a hell of a lot of running to get that far so fast but now that she's injured it's going to take a while longer. Plus they have no water." She answers.

"She still has the walkie I hope." Tom drawls out.

Juliet comes up to Toms face so as Jack cannot hear. "Do you really think she would let that thing go for a single second? It's almost as if it's super glued to her hand." Juliet says with a coy smile.

Tom just chuckles lightly. "Yeah, you're right."

She turns to face Jack. She watches as he fiddles with the volume button on the radio. He just cannot seem to wait to hear her voice again and Juliet was intrigued by it. How someone so worthless as Kate could mean so much to a man so valuable as Jack. She faces Tom once more. "Hey Tom?"

His attention is focused on the whispering woman once more.

"I was thinking."

"Aw here it goes." He groans.

"Do you agree that they both are doing the exact opposite of what they are known to do?" Juliet asks curiously.

"What are you getting at here Jules? What are they known to do?"

"Well, Kate is a runner, we all know that from her files and from just watching her and how she handles things. But when Jack told her to run she said she couldn't, and then she tried to run back to him, to save him." She pauses. "And then Jack, reading about him I've learned he is not one for letting go, but today…today he just let her go no matter how much it hurt him. And it had to be one of the hardest things I've ever seen someone do, and probably one of the hardest things he has ever done in his whole life."

"That's because he saw them, he had to let go. She chose the redneck to screw."

Juliet frowns hearing this, knowing how much this must hurt him especially after Sarah.

Tom notices Juliet sympathizing for Jack. He gives an aggravated sigh as he rolls his eyes. "Women." He moans.

He felt as if all they were doing was going up and down, never straight. For once he wanted to be walking on straight ground. Pavement would be a God-send. But no, he had to be going up and down hills and cliffs, rocks scattered everywhere and loose sticks they both would occasionally trip on. And then there were the bushes, oh how he hated the bushes and their damn thorns.

"God freckles, trekking through all this uneven land can sure make a lightweight like yourself seem like a thousand pounds." He says with a loud sigh.

"Sawyer, I'm just leaning on your shoulder." She says giving him a perplexed glance.

"Yeah well, it feels like the entire world is up there with your arm. Do you have to lean all your weight onto me? I'm still a bit beat up." He whines.

She stops and just looks at him like he's crazy. She cannot believe he is complaining at a time like this. "HAVE YOU SEEN MY LEG?!"

Oh great…here it comes. He set it off again. Now she's going to say something that reminds her of the good ole' Doc and then comes the waterworks which he finally got to shut off for a good five minutes there.

"Yeah I've seen it. And I say if you just hop the rest of the way home you should be just fine, no more pain."

Kate looks down at her leg. It has already bled through the fabric and is dripping down her calf. "We really need to get back so Sun can look at this, because Jack…Jack…"

Shit. Here it is. Even though she had been crying most of the day he still wasn't use to seeing her so vulnerable and weak. Before this whole Others experience the only time he has ever seen her cry was when Ana and Libby dies a few days ago. But soon enough her lips starts to quiver and he hears a small whimper come from her throat. He rolls his eyes mentally patting himself on the back for totally calling this break down. Even though it was fairly obvious because she just so happens to break down every five minutes anyways.

But this time it was different.

This time it wouldn't shut off.

He tried to console her best he could, but heck, he was never that good with the whole comforting thing. He assumes that is where the Doc comes in.

He takes her over to sit on a large rock that is sitting in a small clearing they have come into. He goes in front of her, squatting down so his face can be somewhat level with hers. And he didn't say a word. He just grabbed tightly onto her hands and let her cry it out, knowing that she has to stop sometime…hopefully.

But eventually the waterworks stop falling and all that is happening is inconsistent sniffles. He watches as her eyes become heavy and she slowly starts to totter from side to side.

"Common." He scoops her into his arms. "You're losing too much blood."

She nods slowly as her eyes start to shut.

"I'm no good at this whole doctor thing, and I'm probably wrong, but I think you should get some sleep." Sawyer looks down worriedly at the pale woman in his arms.

"I'm so tired." She yawns. "But I can't sleep without knowing he's alright." She strains her eyes.

"I really suggest you do Freckles, for your own well-being. And plus if you get your sleep on the way back to camp, the more energy you will have for the search party."

She nods into his shirt. "Good thinking." She says with yet another yawn, and quickly after she is asleep in his arms.

"Thank God." He almost exclaims but is afraid if he does it any louder it would wake her up. He looks down at her peaceful face. He has no idea how but tears are still lightly falling. He steps on a stick and it makes a loud crack. He pauses and looks down, praying that didn't wake her up.

"Jack." She whispers into his chest. She starts to mumble a lot of incoherent phrases until one passes from her lips that he can clearly understand "Just hold me Jack, don't you ever let go." And after it is said, he wished he hadn't heard it. He leans in and plants a kiss on her forehead.

"I don't want to fight him for you Freckles, because I know this is one I can't win." He softly says into her ear.

He was so worn out but he knew he had to get her back for her own health. Ten minutes of carrying Kate later he finally spots familiar territory. They are home. Well at least two of them are. He knows a few more steps and he will be bombarded with so many questions, the main one probably asking about their beloved Doctor. Probably not even caring what he went through and is going to go through to get both of them out of there, unharmed. Just caring because they have a cut or a bump on the head and want a professional's opinion.

He pushes through the remaining bushes and sees' a sight he never thought he would be happy to see again in his life if he could help it, the beach. The first person to spot them is Jin.

"SOYA! KATE!" Jin yells running towards them. Soon everyone else having heard him comes sprinting over as well. Then came the questions. "Where's the Doctor? Where's Jack? Where's the Doctor? What happened to Kate? Where's the Doctor? How did you get back? Where's the Doctor? Did you escape? Where's the Doctor? Did they let you go? Where's the Doctor? Where are they located? Where's the Doctor"

"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Sawyer yells at the top of his lungs, unfortunately waking up Kate who is surprised to see they are back.

"Kate, welcome home." Sun says brushing some hair out of the disoriented woman's face. She takes in Kate's appearance and worry quickly spreads across her features. She then spots Kate's knee. "Oh Kate, I really have to fix your leg." Sun stares at the bloody mess completely shocked.

And Kate really couldn't care less; her mind was set on doing other things. Like getting Jack back.

"Put me somewhere where it is quiet" Kate beckons Sawyer to do so.

"OKAY EVERYONE, KATE NEEDS HER REST AND ONCE I PUT HER IN HER TENT DON'T BOTHER HER, SUN IS THE ONLY ONE ALOUD IN THERE. AFTER I SET HER DOWN I WILL COME BACK OUT AND ANSWER ALL OF YOUR QUESTIONS."

Everyone was astounded at how much Sawyer was acting like Jack. Which all worried them that something bad had happened, plus the tearstains on Kate's cheek and the way her whole body trembled says something defiantly happened besides just an injury. Every last person feeling that those tears were about Jack and not about her knee.

Sawyer walked away leaving a confused and worried crowd behind him. Sun and Claire followed the two.

"Kate dear, can I please help. I'm sure she will need it." Claire asks kindly holding onto the brunette's shaking hand.

Kate just nods. Knowing if she says anything else something will press that Jack button and everything will come pouring out with full emotions to the entire camp. She had to keep it under control, at least until she entered her tent.

Sawyer goes in and sets her down gently. Kate takes the walkie-talkie out from her pocket and just stares at it. She could be giving Jack his death sentence by telling him he can continue the surgery. But he will get a death sentence either way and she needed to hear him. "Tell him I say hi." Sawyer smirks and then exits the tent. He meets Claire and Sun who are eagerly waiting to be aloud in. "Just give her a minute." Sawyer says with sadness as he heads back over to the rowdy crowd.

Claire and Sun lean in to hear what is going on. They can hear Kate sniffle and look towards each other with sadness. Something bad must have happened.

"J...J…Jack…Jack are you there?" She asks. Hoping the tears wouldn't come, at least not yet. But this time it didn't matter if she had hoped or not. The second she heard his voice the tears rapidly started to fall down her cheeks and onto the blanket she was now clenching too along with the radio.

"Kate? Is that you?"

She takes a deep breath. Knowing she had to calm herself so he could at least understand what she was saying.

"Yeah…yeah it's me." Her voice stricken with sadness.

He can hear the pain in her voice and he just can't bare it. Tears have now started flowing slowly down his face and onto the radio.

Tom points to his watch and glares at Jack. Time is running out quickly.

"Kate…Kate you have to tell me the story." He says almost demanding. Knowing the clock is ticking but wanting to make this conversation last forever just because it is probably going to be their last. His heart ached at the thought.

"Jack, are you alright?" She asks praying for an honest and true answer.

"Tell me the story, Kate." He ignores the question and she notices it.

"Jack…" She says through her trembles. They can each tell the other is deathly scared and breaking.

"Just tell it Kate." He tried to stay strong, but faltered when his voice let out a noticeable crack.

"You…" She clears her throat. "You were in residency. It was you're first solo procedure… she was sixteen." Tears start to pour harder and faster down her cheeks. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Go on." His loving voice came from the small object which was being death-gripped in her hands, having dropped the blanket seconds ago.

"And then…then you ripped her dural sack." Her voice starts to quiver and it soon transfers through her entire body.

"I can't believe you remembered what it was called. I couldn't even remember most of my residency." He says with a slight laugh. She can tell he's crying as well. "Finish it Kate." He says with pure sadness. Knowing once this story is over so is their everything.

"And…" She pauses. "Jack I don't want to finish it, I don't want to let you go...I just can't." She manages to get out through her sobs.

"Kate you have to." He almost pleads. Knowing this is just as hard for him as it is for her.

"I'm going to come for you; I'm going to get you out of there." It's almost as if Kate is pleading for him to agree.

"No you're not Kate, it's useless. I'm getting off this island." He regrets he said it the second the words slipped from his mouth, but he just didn't want her getting hurt. Plus he had a feeling that wasn't true anymore, and his feelings we proved right when he heard a laugh come out from deep inside of Tom's throat.

"What?" Her disbelief was evident in her voice.

"You heard me, that is what they promised me if I did the surgery." He says hiding his fear behind false strength.

"Jack please don't go." She begs.

"Why, it's not like you need me. You have Sawyer, and clearly he can satisfy all your needs." He responds bitterly.

Kate is speechless. Not knowing he knew what had happened. Her heart completely sank.

"Five days Kate, that's how long it took you to fuck him. Just five days without me there…And by the way, next time make sure you're not on camera."

"Jack please let me explain." Kate pleads into the radio slightly confused about the camera remark.

"No Kate, there's nothing to explain and It doesn't matter anymore. I'm letting go. " He takes a shaky breath. "Finish the story Kate." He says a bit stronger, more demanding.

Kate can't even speak. She completely breaks down which rips Jacks heart right of his chest knowing he caused this. Hearing her emotional sobs makes his whole being feel as if it's completely numb. And it literally pains him.

She finally starts to speak. "It…it was a mistake. I don't love him like that. I lov…"

"Finish the story Kate." He cuts her off just in time, not wanting to hear the words that were about to escape those trembling lips, knowing it would hurt him even more.

"And…and the nerves spilled out of her…like…like… I CAN'T JACK!" Her voice rises. She was losing far to much right now to let him leave without a fight.

"DAMNIT KATE JUST SAY IT!" He yells coldly into the radio. He then stops for one second to regain composure. "I need you to say it." Those defeat stricken words slowly leave his lips.

"Please don't leave me." She pleads one last time. Hoping that one last time could be the time he would turn it all around.

"I have to." He sighs. "Now finish Kate…please. I can't stand to hurt anymore."

Kate lets out a choked sob hearing this. Hearing the overwhelming pain in his usually so comforting voice. She had hurt him, no more like destroyed him, the one thing in the world she never wanted to do, especially to him. This broke her completely.

"Like angel hair pasta."

"Goodbye Kate." He clicks off his receiver before she had a chance to respond. And he swears those two words had to be the most painful thing he ever had to say in his whole fucking life.