Here's the next chapter…sorry it took so long, but hopefully you'll think that it was worth the wait…enjoy.

She sat staring out an open window just looking at the street lights. With all the places she has been in her life…she still could not help but be fascinated by New York City. The fact that you could live your whole life surrounded by millions of people and never utter a word to a single one of them excited and saddened her at the same time. She tried to look out further…but she knew she wouldn't be able to see his apartment, even though it was just 15 blocks away. The funny thing was she has lived so close to him and yet managed to not see him once since that night…it was probably for the best. She breathed in the city air and closed the window to the sound of cars honking and somebody cursing on the street. Her apartment was now silent.

For as long as she remembered she has always hated silence. When she was little, she hummed to put herself to sleep because she could not do it in silence...And even now silence was unsettling to her. It wasn't that she was afraid of being alone…she was afraid of being left one on one with herself…her thoughts and her pain. She chuckled…no matter how far she'd run or how well she'd hide, she would never be able to hide from herself and her memories…

She looked at her watch…quarter to eight…she promised to meet Sawyer for dinner. Oh Sawyer…she couldn't help but smile at the absurdity of today's morning…who would've thought…but then again this was New York and it was hardly a custom to be surprised at anything in this city. As she turned the corner, she looked at her watch again…ten to eight…she still had time to get some coffee. It was the strangest thing…before the crash and the island happened she had never liked coffee, but as soon as she got back, she suddenly could not live without it…she knew exactly why too…all those late nights when she stayed up waiting for Jack to get home from a late shift…she got used to curling up on the couch with a cup of coffee, watching an old movie just waiting for the key to turn in the door and him to walk in quietly…as if she could fall asleep without him. Now the coffee became yet another part of her life she could not let go of…

With that thought she opened the door of the deli. She walked over to the coffee counter, picked up the largest cup they had, poured the coffee and walked over to the cashier. "That will be $1.80" was the answer she heard through the heavy accent…"Ok" she reached for her wallet…the wallet she left on her nightstand…crap! "Umm…I actually don't have my wallet with me…ummm…hold on, let me go get it"… "I'm sorry miss, but you have to pay now" she could barely make out the words. That was another thing in New York…impossible to understand deli guys… "Yes, I know that I have to pay now…that's why I'm saying, 'Hold on… let me get my wallet'…I live just up the street" all she heard was another half incomprehensible response… "Miss if you don't pay I'm going to have to report you" "Report me to whom? It's a damn cup of coffee! Can you even understand me? I –WILL –GET –THE –MONEY- IN- A- SECOND!" "There is no need to be rude miss…" "Well you're not listening to me!" She let out a loud sigh and felt somebody come up behind her "Here...why don't you just charge the $1.80 with my purchase"

She froze…so much for never running into him…she slowly turned around and stared up at Jack. "Hey Kate…well I see you're back to your old self…making a scene at the deli" As soon as his face broke out into a smile her heart began to hurt, as if someone squeezed it in the palm of their hand. How did he do that? How did he always make it so easy to like him…and how could he talk to her as if nothing has happened? The cashier (who's nationality she was still debating) finished ringing up Jack's purchases and gave her a dirty look. Jack picked up her coffee and handed it to her… "Here…I believe this is yours" "Uhh…ya…thanks" "Listen Kate. I know we haven't talked in a while and I know were did not end things on the best of terms…." "Jack…please, I don't think we should be doing this…especially not here" she looked at the cashier again…his eyes could've burned a hole through her…she looked back at Jack… she spoke again, "Listen, I don't think I'm ready to talk about…Crap! What time is it?" he almost jumped up at her sudden change of tone… "What!" "What time is it?" remembering she had a watch on she looked down…ten after eight…oh no…she was late… "Sawyer!" "Sawyer? What the hell does he have to do with anything…look I really thing we should talk…" "I can't…I have to meet Sawyer for dinner" "You have to what? Wait where are you going?" He was now yelling after her as she was speeding toward the deli door that was covered in beer posters and lottery advertisements… Without looking back she yelled "We'll talk later…I have to go" He stood there dumbfounded… "But…you forgot your…coffee" quietly escaped his lips. Kate has run away once again.

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