The next morning Sawyer woke up to see Kate looking up at him, her head resting on his chest. "Mornin'." He smiled at her.
Kate smiled back. "Morning." She ran her fingers over his chest lightly causing him to shiver. The camp seemed amazingly quiet.
"What time is it?" He asked running his fingers through her hair. Maybe he could get use to this cuddling thing.
"I don't know, but early. We fell asleep early last night."
"I know." Sawyer yawned.
"It's sunny out." Kate observed out loud. "Lets go swimming. Please." She moved up a bit and kissed him.
Sawyer faked annoyance, though there really was none. "Fiiiiine."
Kate smiled and got up.
Kate stepped into the water. It was a little chilly because of all the rain. And it was definitely overflowed. She wasn't even about to take the chance of going and looking in the caves, in case they were flooded.
"It's cold." Sawyer said standing in the water about knee high.
"It isn't that bad." She dove under the water, coming up nearer to Sawyer and splashing him.
"Damn it Freckles." He said angrily.
Kate sighed. "I can't believe you are going to get mad over me splashing you."
"I'm getting use to the water."
Kate pushed back a laugh, he sounded so childish. "Fine." She went and sat on the rocks. "We won't swim." She got out and began drying off with the towels they had brought with them. "So what do you want to do?
Sawyer got out, not showing any sign of awareness of how rude he was being. "I don't know."
Kate rolled her eyes. "Well I tried to do something."
"No kidding. Sawyer said sarcastically. "Lets just go back to the caves."
"Why does everything have to be a fight with you?" Kate looked at him clearly pissed.
"I didn't turn it into a fight!"
"I should have known I couldn't count on your for shit!" Kate looked pissed, but more hurt.
"What the hell does that mean?" Sawyer felt a bit bad for making her mad but he wasn't going to admit it.
"It means that I thought maybe there was something deeper. But no, you're just as shallow as I originally thought."
"Whatever Freckles. I said I'd go swimming. I was just cold, and you've started the fight."
"I started it?" Kate asked finishing getting dressed. "How the fuck did I start it?"
"You made a super huge deal out of it. I didn't do crap."
Kate mocked him, and then went back to her normal tone, well her angry normal tone. "All I wanted to do was spend a little time with you. But I guess you are so use to being a fuck and run guy that you don't know how to spend time with someone once you get into their pants. And to be honest, if I wasn't on this damn island, I probably would have treated you like a fuck and run guy." Kate regretted the words right after she said them. She knew she had hurt him.
"I would have felt the same way about you. I don't like a girl with baggage and you've got enough to fill the entire cargo hold. I also don't make a point of sleeping with murders." Sawyer knew what he said was mean, but she'd hurt him, so his defense was to do the same.
Kate looked at him stunned. "Fuck you." She looked like she might cry and that scared Sawyer. He didn't want to make her cry.
Kate turned and walked away.
"Wait." Sawyer caught up to her. "I'm…sorry." He looked almost pained to say the words.
Kate gave him a look that made him want to die and walked off.
Sawyer stood up against a tree. He'd screwed up this time, screwed up big. 'Good job dumb ass.' He stood where he was for a while then made his way back to camp.
Kate was packing up her things when he went into the cave. "What the hell are you doing?" He asked her standing in the doorway.
"Leaving."
"And where the hell are you going?"
"Why the hell do you care?"
"Because." Sawyer said. He got closer and saw that it looked like she'd been crying. He could have kicked himself.
"That's a good answer." Kate tried to push past him.
Sawyer grabbed her arm causing her to drop what she was carrying. He held her in front of him by the shoulders. "Because I don't want you to."
"I thought you didn't want to be with a murderer." She said, the words cutting into him.
"I was pissed. I apologized."
"Haven't you ever heard, sorry doesn't always cut it?" She was looking everywhere but at him.
"Kate look at me." Sawyer said. "Look at me!" She turned her head towards him slowly meeting his eyes. "I'm standing here in the doorway feeling like total shit, and I'm begging you not to leave. I don't want you to leave. I like it when you're here Kate. I really like…you."
Kate looked at him, not sure if this was some desperate attempt. But she couldn't see what he would gain by it. If it were just for sex he wouldn't have chosen her. He'd have chosen some other girl, whose pants he knew he could get into. But she felt like she was betraying herself if she stayed. Yet she really didn't want to leave. But he was looking at her. Begging for an answer. She took a deep breath still not sure what she was going to say, and spoke.