Aha! I'm not doomed for only three reviews :)
Anne: LOL. They are too hot for each other. Oh, Sawyer will definetly blow a fuse, quite a few actually.
Unwanted Souless Freak: lol. I'm glad you like the interaction. Sayid actually stays on the side lines in this chapter. Jack tries to take control of the situation and tries to be the leader, as usual.
Mony19: I'm glad you too love the interaction between Kate and Sawyer. When you say others do you mean the fire smoking people or the others as Jack and company? Either way they just need to leave the poor wibble Sawyer-pawyer alone lmao
Feckles-101: Well thank you. I'm glad that I am keeping it interesting and mysterious.
HAPPY LOSTDAY EVERYONE! Here's to an awesome finale and here's another chapter!
Chapter Seven
Sawyer's Discovery
Sayid left Michael and went to where his belongings were. He gathered up his water bottles and put them in his book bag, even though they were almost full. If anyone happened to ask him where he was going it would be less suspicious if he was going to get water and talk to Jack instead of just wanting to talk to Jack. He put his book bag on his shoulder and started out.
'Can I come with you to the caves?' Walt asked his dad as they walked back to Charlie and Claire.
'No, this is an adult problem. You'd only get in the way,' Michael said.
'I'm not gonna get in anyone's way!' Walt protested.
'Even if you did, I still don't want you there,' Michael said. 'Anyway, Locke might be around somewhere on the beach. You haven't talked to him in a while, right?'
'Yeah, I guess so,' Walt said, shrugging.
'You guess so? What, you don't like him anymore or something?' Michael asked.
'No, it's just that he's gone all the time now. You're sure I can't go?' Walt asked.
'I'm positive and that's final. Maybe you can help Jin get bamboo or something,' Michael said.
'What are you going to tell Charlie and Claire?' Walt asked.
'I'll just tell them something came up,' Michael said as they walked up to the unfinished raft and Charlie and Claire.
Kate and Sawyer had finally made it to the caves. Most of the people there were awake and walking around. Sun greeted them as she walked past with a handful of plants. As they walked up to the waterfalls they saw Hurley sitting by them and listening to his headphones. He saw them approach and slid the earphones down from his ears.
'Hey, Hurley,' Kate said as she walked up to the water.
'Hey Kate and umm . . . Sawyer,' Hurley said.
'Hey to you too, stay puff,' Sawyer replied.
'Sawyer,' Kate said disapprovingly.
'What? I'm just bein' nice,' Sawyer said as he took her book bag off his shoulder and handed it to her.
'Huh, yeah, nice . . .' Hurley mumbled.
'Say something?' Sawyer asked.
'Yeah, uh, dude, try being a little nicer,' Hurley said as he got up and walked off.
Sawyer watched him leave and then turned back to Kate. She was holding a water bottle in her hand but it was still empty. She was looking at him.
'What!' he asked impatiently. 'Oh, c'mon. I could have been a lot woser, ya know.'
Kate rolled her eyes and started filling her water bottle. Sawyer rolled his eyes back at her, but still walked up beside her. The other water bottle was visible from the open book bag, so he reached in and got it. As he took the bottle out a folded piece of paper fell out.
'Well, well, well, what do we have here? A love letter from ol' Jackie boy?' Sawyer asked as he bent down and put the water bottle on the ground before picking the letter up.
'What are you talking ab-' Kate started, but stopped when she turned around and saw the piece of paper in his hand. She knew exactly what it was.
'Hmm?' Sawyer asked, mistaking her abrupt silence for annoyance instead of surprise.
Kate froze as she watched his face as he unfolded the letter. When he finally got it unfolded he didn't say anything, but stared at her mugshot. He finally looked up at her. She couldn't read the expression in his eyes as he stared at her.
'This is quite a picture you've got here, freckles,' he said, laughter and surprise in his voice.
'Give it back, Sawyer,' Kate said, an edge in her voice that he hadn't heard before.
'Or what?' he asked, the surprise gone and the laughter invading his voice.
'He's not bothering you again, is he?' a familiar voice asked.
Kate looked behind Sawyer and saw it was Jack. He had just gotten through shaving and was about to head down to the beach.
'What business is it of yours?' Sawyer asked, the laughter in his voice gone.
Jack looked at him and then noticed the mugshot in his hand.
'How did he get that?' Jack asked in a low voice as he looked at Kate.
'It fell out of my bag,' Kate said.
'You know about this too?' Sawyer asked.
'Sawyer, give the paper back to Kate,' Jack said.
'No. You know what I'll do? I think I'll keep it instead. I can decorate my tent with this,' Sawyer said, starting to fold the picture back up.
'Sawyer, I'm warning you,' Jack said, taking a step closer to Sawyer.
'What, you wanna have a go with me, city boy? Come on then. I've been prayin' for my chance to knock you out,' Sawyer said, forgetting about the picture and stepping up to Jack.
'Okay, come on, break it up,' Kate said as he got in the middle of them. She put a hand on each of their chests and pushed them apart.
'But Kate-'
'I don't care, Jack,' Kate said.
'Act like I can't keep a secret or something!' Sawyer hollered.
'Shut up, Sawyer,' Kate said, turning towards him.
'Shamed of your past, sweetheart?' Sawyer asked.
'I'm ashamed of your big mouth,' Kate retorted. 'You know what? Just forget it. It's a stupid mugshot. If it makes you happy that you have something as stupid as that, then fine. I'm not going to let the two of you fight over it like 3-year-olds!'
Kate then walked away from them and back to the water. She picked up her water bottle and started filling it again.
'Aw, c'mon! You're taking all the fun out of it!' Sawyer complained.
'Some things never change,' Jack sighed.
'What's that supposed to mean?' Sawyer asked.
'Whatever you want it to,' Jack said. 'I'm leaving for the beach. See you, Kate.'
'Bye,' Kate said as Jack walked off.
'Jackass acts like he owns the place,' Sawyer muttered as he folded the mugshot and slipped it into his back pocket.
As he put the picture in his pocket he realized that the familiar bulge of his letter wasn't there. He checked his other back pocket and then his two front ones.
'Dammit all to hell!' he cursed, checking his pockets again.
'What is it now, Sawyer? Mad that you can't think a better nickname than "Jackass"?' Kate asked sarcastically as she filled the second bottle.
Sawyer didn't answer her, but continued to frantically re-check his pockets. He ignored the looks he was getting from the people who were still loitering around the caves as he threw his dwindling pack of cigarettes on the ground. His wallet and lighter landed next to the cigarettes a few seconds later.
Kate finished filling the second bottle with no answer from Sawyer. She turned around when he still didn't say anything. Her look turned from annoyance to worry in mere seconds as she saw him throw down her mugshot in frustration; both front pockets were turned inside out.
'Sawyer, what . . . what's wrong?' she asked.
'My letter! It's gone!' he yelled in frustration, oblivious to the stares he was getting.
Jack had grabbed his pack and was barely on the trial when he heard someone coming his way. They sounded like they were in a hurry, so he waited for them to come through. As the person came around the bushes Jack saw that it was Sayid.
'Morning, Sayid. What's the hurry?' Jack asked.
'Jack! Just the person I was looking for,' Sayid said.
'What's the matter?' Jack asked, turning serious.
'Sawyer,' Sayid said.
'What? I just saw-'
'Michael found something that I thought you should have a look at,' Sayid said as he took the letter from his back pocket.
'I don't under-'
'You will. Here, read this,' Sayid said, handing him the letter.
