Maybe Not

Sawyer did what he had set his mind to. He headed into the caves shortly after Walt. It had been the first time he had set foot there after the incident with Jack knocking him to the ground. Everyone stared at him as he walked through towards where he could see Sayid laying peacefully asleep. He acted like he didn't see them looking questionable up to him. He knew it did seem odd for him to be there with Kate and Jack gone off. But he wasn't there to talk to them.

As he walked past Hurley who now was joined by Walt he stared up to him.

"What's he doing here?" Hurley questioned watching him walk over to Sayid.

"He's here to talk to Sayid I guess." Walt shrugged as he walked off with Vincent. Hurley went about his ways remaining a close eye on Sawyer. Keeping to his thought Sawyer walked over to Sayid.

Waking him up by throwing his bag to the floor her decided to confront him about his little knife happy attack in the forest three days before. He used a small utensil to try and strike fear in Sayid as he asked him why he did it.

Then Sayid announced something that questioned the doubt in Sawyer's mind. He claimed there was another person on the island. That he found the French woman on the transceiver. Sawyer was a bit taken back, but was Sayid telling him the truth? He also let out about the others this woman claimed was on the island. This information was questionable. If there were others where were they? Was this Ethan guy one of them?

With that Sawyer got up. Before leaving he said a few friendly words to Sayid about keeping things going on the beach. Odd for him and questionable by Sayid he walked out. Immediately Walt met him.

"Did he tell you?' He asked.

"Yeah sure kid." Sawyer said as he walked away in a daze at what he had just leaned.

Kate kept quiet, as she was certain she lost the trail. Jack was close by looking around for clues. She looked back to see hope still in his eyes. She couldn't break it to him that she couldn't find anything. So acting like she had she squat down and looked through some brush. Quickly like she had set a trap Jack came walking over and down next to her.

"Anything?" He asked looked off into the brush as she did.

She glanced over at Jack and back to the invisible clue.

Kate got up tired of looking at nothing.

"Not yet.' She said starting on again. Jack looked over at her for a second and then away. He got up and stood in his place looking after her. He slowly walked after her.

"You lost the trail didn't you?" He asked. Kate slowly closed her eyes. She wasn't in the mood for another one of his little questioning fits.

"I lost the trail? If I'm not mistaken we're both looking on the same trail. So if we lost it then it's equally our faults." Kate said back to him.

"Well I recall one of us being a tracker." Jack pointed out.

"I recall never saying that. I recall you volunteering me as one. So you could go along on this trail of yours." Kate confirmed to him.

He was hushed at her words. She was right, but not entirely.

'Yeah, but what about your little dummy trail theory?' Jack asked giving the impression that he didn't want to give up on the bickering.

"Yes. A theory Jack. That's all." Kate stated hoping that he would rest on the subject. And he did, not another word came from his lips. As he swiftly walked ahead of her seeming to try and take a head of the situation like he typically did she began to dwell on the reason for his actions why he was attacking her all of a sudden.

Thinking of this plagued her mind as she walked in a bemused state behind Jack. She had really given up hope on find the trail or a trail for that matter. It wasn't that she had given up on Charlie and Claire, but how were they to find them with no trial and with the sun ready to set.

Looking over to Jack she saw him a bit off their current trail looking through the brush. It seemed that he had taken the "tracking upon himself. Walking over to him he looked back and quickly got up. No word was spoken. He said nothing of what he had been doing.

This behavior was aggravating her. It was like he was trying to come off as a jerk. To tell the truth he was acting somewhat like Sawyer. She needed to call him on it.

"What's with the sudden stabs Jack?' She blurted out. Jack looked back at her. "What do you mean?" He asked trying to act like he didn't know.

"Back there. My tracking skills?' She clarified. Jack shook his head going back to himself. Acting like he had done nothing.

"Kate." He began with explain.

'No Jack don't." She stopped him. He stopped as she walked up to him.

"Just remember you were the one that didn't want to know what I did. Not that I didn't want to tell you." She threw in his face. "You had you chance." She warned as she began to walk off.

Jack stood there and had to laugh at her attitude. He once again turned to it into him not doing anything wrong.

"One question." Jack called stopping her. She turned around and looked to him. He started towards her never loosing eye contact.

"Why do you keep telling me not to worry about you when that's all you seem to do about me?" He questioned as he looked down into her eyes. He turned away leaving her somewhat stunned.

She stood for a moment taking in his words. He was right, but that gave him no reason to act the way he was. She snapped out of it and headed after him.

Catching up with him she kept her mouth shut not wanting to push the matter any farther. Instead she looked around. She was nearly in aw of her surroundings. Being on this wild goose chase she had never looked around. It was quiet beautiful. This valley they were walking through was amazing. Feeling a bit of water on her shoulder she looked up as rain began to pour down upon them.

"Great.' She heard Jack mutter as the rain trickled down her face. She looked down to him. Now the anger built up in him would be great with the rain. It would surely wash away any hint of the trail.