A/N: I have more written cause I put this up somewhere else to. But I want to see the reaction I get here before posting more. I added a little to what I put as the first chapter before to make it a bit longer so if I suddenly stops it's cause I gave you about half of the second chapter. But I don't think it just stops
Sawyer looked around at all the happy faces. He lingered on those he knew. Shannon, holding onto Boone's possessions with a smile on her face, and tears rolling down her cheeks. Michael and Walt talking animatedly. Jin and his wife, they looked ecstatic. And Claire and that weird ex rocker Charlie, they looked like their own little family. He imagined them 5 years down the road in a house with a picket fence. But one face was missing.
Sawyer went to the other side of the small boat. They had found them and hearing their story went directly back to the island to get the others. He saw her standing there leaning over. She looked sad and hearing footsteps she looked over. Her eyes were full with a mix of terror and sadness. In fact it looked like a tear or two might have fallen.
"Hey." He said going to her.
Kate looked over at him. She didn't say anything just looked at him. It seemed to last forever. Finally she talked. "I guess I'm done running." She broke the stare and went back to staring at the water. A tear fell into the ocean.
Something about seeing Kate cry jolted Sawyer. He reached into the depth of his minds trying to pull a plane out of his ass. Something he could tell Kate so that she could escape. "Well there has to be something."
Kate turned to him. "Like what? I'm sure there will be millions of reporters there." Kate told him crying. "What am I supposed to do, I'm…" She broke off as Jack came around the corner.
He looked at Sawyer and then to Kate. "I just wanted to come check on you." He told her.
"I'm okay." She smiled at him. "Just talking to Sawyer. Did you find out how long before we get back to Australia?"
"Yeah sometime tomorrow afternoon. The Captain hasn't radioed in yet. He's letting people call their families but he said he doesn't want the news their. I'm thinking this fishing business may not be 100 legal."
"Well they were out in the middle of firkin no where. It's probably not but I don't really care what they're doing. I want to get to civilization and take a shower." Sawyer said.
"Me to. Well I'm going to go back to everyone else. Good luck Kate."
"Thanks." She said as he walked away.
"Well there won't be to many reporters. So if we can quickly slip out of there. Maybe in crew clothes or something we can get away." Sawyer said.
"We?" Kate asked questioningly. This had actually brought her eyes from the water to his face.
Sawyer couldn't believe that he had actually said we. "Well um…" He searched his brain but he couldn't come up with a good excuse not to do this with her, except for the fact that he'd probably get jail time. But then again he'd killed a man. "It ain't like I have a life to go back to. Plus I'm use to moving around. I'd hate to get tied down and have my privacy invaded."
Sawyer felt like his mouth had someone disconnected from any intelligent though his brain had made. What the hell was he doing? Granted it was all true, he'd hate having people call him to go on some random talk show where they'd tell him how lucky he was, when in fact he'd been stuck on a crazy ass island for over a month and almost gotten killed a bunch, been tortured and all kinda of other shit.
"Are you telling me that you want to go on the run with me?" Kate asked. She looked surprised. Not that she would mind having someone to pass the time with but Sawyer actually offering it. She actually glanced at the sky looking for winged-pigs.
"I suppose I could. It actually sounds like quite an adventure. New identities, he said ignoring the fact that his real name was in fact James. We can be a modern day Bonny and Clyde." Sawyer flashed his boyish smile. He was talking more to convince himself than Kate. Maybe it was better for him to run. For all he knew he was wanted to, he'd killed a man. And even if he wasn't caught being all over the TV and papers wasn't a good way to keep a low profile.
"You have lost your mind." Kate smiled. "It's a sweet offer though." To Sawyer's surprise she actually hugged him. "Thanks."
"Why the hell are you thanking me Freckles?" Sawyer was genuinely confused.
"Just for being you. I'm going to miss you Sawyer." Kate looked up at the sky. "It's weird. I almost don't want to leave you guys. It's going to be horribly alone."
Sawyer wished that she would shut up. Everything she said was true. He was going to be alone. And where the hell was he going to go? "Kate I need to come with you." Sawyer said sounding shocked.
"What?"
"I just realized how pointless my life is. I need this."
"You've been in the sun to long." Kate looked at him, eyebrows raised realizing he was serious. "Sawyer you want to be a convict with me. Is that what your saying?"
"Yes."
Kate looked into his eyes. There was a look there he'd never seen before. It covered up the fear and sadness. He couldn't explain it but it was a piercing look. A unexplainable look. "If you want to come with me I want to know why."
"What?"
"You heard me. Tell me why. Don't worry about how stupid it sounds. I need to know this, if I'm going to have you running with me I need to know why your running." Her eyes were penetrating him.
Sawyer thought for a moment, running his hands through his hair. Why did he want to do this? He took a breath. "Well, as I figure it, there's a good chance they're looking for me to. And I don't really got any kind of life that I'm dying to go back to. Far as I can tell this is the best offer I got. Maybe I can actually find something worth living for."
"So basically you need meaning in your life?" Kate looked at him. That look had left but it was replaced by another emotion. One he couldn't quiet pinpoint.
"I guess that's about it. Otherwise I'm going to go back to America and turn into a drunk jackass. I figured a sober jackass was better." Sawyer looked back at Kate. He was convincing himself that he was going to do this. "I'm not going to screw you over."
"I know. I trust you."
This statement shocked Sawyer. He broke his gaze and looked at the waves. They were little and calm. He didn't deserve her trust. Not after he'd told the whole island her secret. He didn't deserve her understand of why he needed to do this, when she probably could have run easier by herself. Yet here she was standing beside him waiting till he looked back up and talking of trust. How could she have done something as horrible and it was made out to be. He slowly looked back up to her. He smiled just a little.
A crewmember came to them. "We're about to radio to an informant of ours in Australia, and he's going to call any family you ask to be contacted. So who can we call for you two?
Kate looked at him. "We don't need anyone contacted. Thanks."
The crewmember looked at them quizzically but walked away to find someone else.
"So you're going to go through with this?" Kate turned around so that her back was leaning on the ship railing.
Sawyer nodded. "Yeah better than Barbara Walters I suppose." He did the same leaning on the railing. He thought to himself 'What the fuck am I doing?' He looked at Kate out of the corner of his eyes wondering what kind of magical power she had that he'd just agreed to go on the run with her. He had better get some sort of 'reward' from her for doing this. Though of course this was all his brilliant idea.
Kate looked out at the shore. The crew arranged for some rental cars to be waiting. Kate and Sawyer were going to take that to the city and then they were going to get an apartment there under fake names. And then they were going to have to find a way to get fake passports so that they could go to London where they planned on staying. All the things that could go wrong ran through her mind. Sawyer brought her bags to her setting his own down beside it.
"Stupid Island." He muttered. Then he looked to Kate. "I hope we don't fuck this one up cause I don't know exactly what they do for helping a convict but I doubt they give you an award."
"I have an idea of what they do to murders." Kate said. She pulled out that airplane again and stuck it in her pocket. "I'm driving."
"No way I'm letting a woman drive." Sawyer said.
Kate rolled her eyes.
Claire came up to them with the baby in her arms. "Good luck Kate." She smiled at her. Kate envied her.
"Thanks." Kate smiled at her. She was sweet. Naïve but sweet. Kate was actually surprised that she was talking to her.
"Can I talk to you?" She asked putting Aaron on her shoulder and bouncing him.
"Okay." Kate followed her a few feet away.
"I don't know about everyone, but I talked to most of the people in our group I guess you'd call it. We don't know exactly what happened with you but as far as we can see the island was a way for us to start over. So we're telling everyone we don't know anything of you. If you hear of a Julia on the news, that's you. We needed a fake name incase it ever came up about you."
Kate looked at Claire and hugged her. "You have no idea how much this means." She knew it wasn't going to make them quit looking for her, someone would probably rat her out but it would help. She couldn't even put into words the gratitude she felt towards Claire at the moment.
"Your welcome. I couldn't stand to see you going to jail. Not after you delivered my baby." She looked at the port they were coming into. "Good luck Kate. I hope I see you again."
"Good luck with you to. I'll do my best to keep in contact as much as I can. And thanks again." She gave her a quick hug going back over to Sawyer. "I'll explain later." She told him grabbing her things.