After two hours of pain killers, removal of the bullet, and stitching up his shoulder, Sawyer still lay unconscious on the floor of Jack's tent.

"How's he doing?" Kate asked Jack later that night after she had washed up and eaten.

"He's still not awake but… no sign of infection yet," Jack said trying to sound encouraging.

"Yet…" Kate repeated, her eyes glazing over.

"Kate, you know that's not what I meant," Jack said, now mad at himself for saying that.

"No, but it is. You don't know when he'll wake up, or if! You don't know if he'll get an infection. You don't know Jack, You don't know…" Kate responded, walking past him and into his tent where Sawyer lay.

"Kate…" Jack followed her in. Normally this would make him excited, being alone with a girl he likes in a tent on a beach. But not when the man who's standing in his way is laying unconscious not two feet away.

Kate was standing over Sawyer, looking down at him. "He's going to be fine" Jack said, wrapping his arms around Kate, startling both of them.

"Jack…" Kate said, sounding as if she was going to escape, but not even trying. "We need to talk, Jack. I don't… I need to… I… I don't know. That's just it, I don't know" Kate said, now wriggling out of his grip.

"What don't you know Kate?" Jack asked, stepping toward her again, brushing her hair out of her face.

"Jack," Kate whispered, taking his hand in hers, "that's what I don't know. I don't know why you keep doing things like that." She said, surprised at what she was admitting.

Also surprised Jack responded, "Because, Kate, you kissed me," he was now mad that she didn't seem to be acknowledging her own actions.

"Jack… I didn't mean to," Kate surprised herself yet again. She looked down at the sand to hide her feelings.

"Kate… did you mean it?" he whispered

"What?!" Kate exclaimed completely shocked, staring up at Jack.

"What…?" Jack looked at her like she was crazy, "I didn't say anything… Kate are you… are you alright?" asked hesitantly

But Kate wasn't paying attention. She was still staring wide-eyed at Jack, awe all over her face. How did he know… how did he… had he…? The questions hit her all at once as she looked past Jack and saw Sawyer standing there, staring right back at her.