I'm back! If anyone is still reading this, let me apologize a million more times for my lack of updates. I've been ridiculously busy lately and I've *gasp* been watching another show. It felt like I was cheating on Lost at first, but X-Files was completely worth it and I highly recommend it. But I'm rambling now. Anyways. I've got finals coming up soon so I'm sorry (again!) to say this might be my last update for a while. OH! And yes, this is Jate. Read the whole thing if you don't believe me.
He's sure now that he's never seen anything so beautiful, as he watches her sleep peacefully and wonders if he's in love. The thought alone scares him, so he turns his attention back to the woman in front of him. Sawyer gently pushes a dark curl from her face, knowing deep down that he doesn't deserve this. Doesn't deserve her. Or any girl for that matter, after what he's done. She sighs in her sleep, and he looks on as a small smile graces her features. Maybe she's dreaming about me, he thinks to himself. The thought alone of Kate dreaming of him sends a shiver down his spine. Maybe love isn't so bad after all.
He vaguely remembers the way her face shone in the soft moonlight when she entered the tent and climbed on top of him. Tears. Why was she crying? At that exact moment, Kate sighs softly again and snuggles up closer to him in her sleep, sending Sawyer back into complete and utter bliss that he never thought himself capable of feeling.
But he is jolted out of his thoughts when Kate opens up her mouth again, uttering a word this time. A name. A single syllable that sends a thousand daggers straight into his heart. "Jack."
I'll admit: I haven't watched Lost in a while. So I'm rusty. Hopefully it wasn't too horrible?