Disclaimer-Sadly I do not own this awesome show... if I did, Charlie would be mine... hehe.

Summary- The title explains it all. Kate has thoughts about killing everybody's favorite jerk, only to end up bumping, so to say, into him.

Fantasies of Killing Sawyer

Ohhhh yes. He was going to die. He was so going to die- right now sounded like a good time to kill him. Strangling sounded good- or even better, bopping him off the head numerous times with a large heavy object. But however it happened, he was going to die and it was going to be NOW.

It was a beautiful night, all the stars were twinkling merrily, the full moon reflecting off the crystal clear water. But Kate, Kate did not notice any of the beauty around her. Only the pros (no cons) of killing Sawyer. He was soooooo going to get it. For what reason, she could not remember, she just wanted to hurt him really really really bad (maim, kill, etc.). The aforemented (A/N- spelling anyone?) person was of course, watching her from a safe distance, a rather frightened look on his face that contained traces of amusement, as he hid in the shadows of the forest.

Sawyer knew she was pissed (an understatement) and he could not think for the life of him why she was sooooo angry at him. Was it something he had said (there were a lot of things he had said to her today...)? Or maybe it was something he did (he had done a lot of things today like 'accidentally' falling on her or 'accidentally' tripping her into the ocean...). Frowning and using the last of his courage, he walked over to her and plopped down beside her. Mistake #1.

She glared at him. Grrrrrrrr... Trying to use her (non-existent) telepathic skills she urged him away through her eyes. Of course he did not receive her message and if he did through that thick skull of his, he did not understand/do it.

"Penny for your thoughts, Freckles," Sawyer drawled with his trademark smirk.

'Maybe if I ignore him- he'll just disappear!' She though desperately, and ignored him. He however continued to sit next to her, and it seemed that there was no chance of the 'Monster' rushing out of the forest to eat him. She sighed angrily.

"Hey Freckles-'' She cut him off with a glare of death and continued to attempt to ignore his pouts. "Fre-"She slapped him and turned her back to him. Sawyer rubbed his sore face and pouted even more.

Oh yes. He was going to die now. Nobody would care if she just killed him- maybe they wouldn't even notice if he mysteriously disappeared. Then again... he was probably tortured because he was living- but not enough. So how to torture Sawyer? That really was the question.

After a few minutes of silence, Sawyer suddenly pushed her from the behind and yelled "BOO!" She screamed and Jack came running.

"KATE!!! KATE!!! WHAT'S THE MA-'' And he stopped as he saw Kate attempting to slap, kick, and punch Sawyer.

"Doctor boy here has showed up now, I better go so I don't see y'guys havn' some make out sessions," Sawyer said, backing away from the spitting Kate. With a smirk, a lunged forward, kissed her on the cheek and whistled as he hurriedly walked away through the darkness. Unbeknownst to her, a slight smile crept onto her face as she watched Sawyer walk away.

'Oh yes... he was so going to die...'

A/N- I know... but it was a random story that just popped into my head, and I had to write it. I know everybody is a bit OOC, but it couldn't be helped. I loved LOST so so so so so so so (etc) much!!! R/R peeps! Please?