Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I don't own LOST or Catch and Release
A/N: I finally get to give you guys a long chapter! There's a time jump this chapter. It's about a week later. Also this chapter explains the meaning of the name of this story.
Jack had a small house that all of his friends had the key to. Jack was rich, and he wanted to share it with everyone. It was a really cool idea, because whenever someone went there, they never knew who could be there. For Kate, this wasn't such a cool idea.
She had to go to the cabin to get some of Jack's stuff because some of his documents that she needed were there.
Kate took her key and walked into the small house. It was an old run down house, but it served its purpose. It had three bedrooms and two bathrooms, so it wasn't like it was a really small house, but it was small enough.
She walked through the living room and opened the door to Jack's bedroom.
"Hey." Sawyer said sleepily from the bed.
"Sawyer? What are you doing here?"
" I could ask you the same thing. You don't have to get all mad at me. I'm allowed to be here." He sat up and watched her as she walked over to Jack's desk.
Kate didn't answer as she shifted through Jack's papers.
"Kate I told you I was sorry."
"Sorry doesn't cut it Sawyer. You act as if you don't even miss Jack." Kate kept her eyes on the papers in order to keep herself composed.
Sawyer didn't say anything.
"That's what I thought." Kate stood up and left the room.
Sawyer followed her to the kitchen. "Kate." He stared at her. She looked a mess. Her hair was in every direction, and her clothes seemed like she had slept in them.
He grabbed her arm, and she struggled to get out of his grasp. "You need to take care of yourself."
"I'm fine."
"No you're not. Is there anyone staying with you?"
"Charlie and Hurley."
Sawyer laughed slightly. "Oh okay so then you're taken care of by Pillsbury and that hobbit."
Kate glared at Sawyer. "At least they didn't make out with someone at Jack's funeral."
"Are you ever going to let that go?"
"No. Just like you will never care."
Sawyer let go of her and she left the house. Sawyer shook his head and went back into Jack's room.
A couple of weeks later, Kate was told that she had to give up her house, so she had Charlie and Hurley over to help her get everything in the moving truck.
As she took a large box out to the truck, someone took the box for her. "Here let me get that."
"Sawyer."
"Don't act so excited." Sawyer drawled.
"I won't. What are you doing?"
"Helping. I heard about what happened and I thought I could help."
"Well we're moving to the small house, so you're going to have to deal with us." Kate and Sawyer made their way to the truck.
"What do you mean by 'us'?"
"Pillsbury and the hobbit."
Sawyer laughed, and Kate couldn't help but smile. Sawyer set the box inside the truck and then he leaned against it as he looked at Kate. She was so beautiful.
"Jack was a lucky guy." Sawyer murmured.
"What?"
Sawyer coughed. "Let's go inside."
Kate followed him in and smiled behind his back.
"So they're really moving in with you?" Sawyer asked.
"Yeah. They're concerned for me."
"Well did you tell them I'll be there?"
"That's what concerns them."
"Right."
"What are you doing here?" Hurley frowned as he stared at Sawyer in the hallway.
"It's okay Hurley. He's here to help."
"Don't you mean steal or something?"
"Hurley!"
"It's okay Freckles. I get it. You all think I'm horrible."
"Freckles?" Hurley and Kate asked.
"Ain't it obvious? You got all those pretty dots on your face." Sawyer motioned to Kate's face, and Kate reached for her face.
"That's stupid." Hurley said and he left the room.
Kate stared at Sawyer. She actually kind of liked the nickname.
"So do you want me to help or what?" Sawyer asked.
"Yeah." Kate and Sawyer moved into the living room, where Hurley and Charlie were attempting to pick up the couch.
They both picked up a box and went outside again. They set the boxes inside the truck, and then watched Hurley and Charlie come outside with the couch.
"I bet you they'll drop it." Sawyer said.
"They're trying to help me! You are horrible."
Sawyer shrugged.
As Hurley and Charlie reached the truck, Kate and Sawyer took the other two sides and helped lift it into the truck.
For the next couple of hours, the four took more boxes and furniture into the truck.
Charlie and Hurley went ahead to the small house and Sawyer and Kate stayed behind for a few extra minutes. Sawyer watched Kate walk around the house.
"You ready to go Freckles?" Sawyer leaned up against the doorway as she looked around the living room.
"Just give me a minute." She said softly.
Sawyer looked down as Kate started her way up the stairs.
He followed her up the stairs and she went into one of the bedrooms.
"We were going to have kids, and we were going to have the nursery be in here." Kate said as she ran her fingers over the windowsill.
Sawyer ran his tongue across his lips as he stood in the doorway. Just a few minutes ago they had been laughing, and now Kate had the saddest look on her face. He wanted nothing more than to take away her pain, but he knew that she would never let him do that.
"We should go Freckles." Sawyer said softly, not sure of what else to say.
Kate looked up at Sawyer, ignoring the use of her new nickname. "Yeah okay."
She walked past him and into the hallway, and he followed her out the door. Kate fought tears as she locked the door to the house that she and Jack were supposed to spend the rest of their lives in.
They got to Sawyer's car and Sawyer opened the door for Kate. She got in and he made his way to his side. Kate took a deep breath as she collected herself.
Sawyer started the car and then looked at Kate as she buckled herself in. "You okay?"
Kate looked up at Sawyer, not expecting this side to him. "Yeah. Thanks for being here with me. I know it's the last thing you wanted to do."
"I wanted to." Sawyer looked at Kate before looking back at the road. "I want to make sure Jack's girl is taken care of."
Kate closed her eyes.
"I think it's symbolic." Sawyer said five minutes later.
Kate opened her eyes. "What?"
"You closing the door to your house. It's symbolic. You're closing a chapter in your life. In a little while you'll be opening the door to your new house, and you're going to open a new chapter in your life."
Kate nodded. "You're right."
Sawyer smiled. He hoped this new chapter included himself in it, even if it was just as a friend.
