A/N: Aloha! Here's chapter two... I finished it off last night really late...here you go!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Lost. But gosh, I wish I did.

Chapter Two

Kate and Sawyer spent about an hour more just sitting around, talking, and of course, arguing good-naturedly.

"So what's the super squad been up to since I left?" Sawyer asked.

Kate laughed. "Well...Claire's baby, Aaron, got kidnapped by Danielle for a while but Charlie and Sayid got him back. It's kind of a long story. Anyway, while all this was going on, Jack, Locke, Hurley, Arzt, and I went and got some dynamite to open the hatch…we opened it later and found some guy named Desmond in it. It's a really long, complicated story. But later on we got to have a big feast with all the food from the hatch. I wish you could have been there…you would have loved it. There was so much food…and everyone was so happy. It was wonderful," she spoke wistfully. "Anyway, later on we ended up finding the bottle with all the messages in it that you guys had on the raft. That was the first sign we had that something had happened to you guys."

Sawyer interrupted her, "What'd everyone make of it?"

"Well," she said carefully, "we didn't exactly tell everyone at first. Claire found it originally and she and Shannon took it to Sun. They thought she should know and that she should decide what to do with it. But she decided it was in the best interest of everyone not to know. She told me later, though. Showed me the bottle and everything…" Kate trailed off, sadness suddenly filling her.

Sawyer was staring intently at her, soaking in her every word. He became confused when she didn't continue. There was a long silence, as Kate stared at a spot on the sand, though her eyes were unfocused, in obvious thought. Sawyer was about to question her about it, but she spoke suddenly.

"All I could think about when she handed me the bottle was that I didn't get to say good-bye to you." She still looked distant, lost in the memory. But suddenly, Kate snapped out her reverie. It didn't take her too long to realize what she had just said, and what the repercussions could possibly be. Why the hell did I say that? she asked herself. Kate sighed and waited for Sawyer's smug remark to come. But it never came. For what might have been the very first time, Sawyer was silent.

Around noon time, Jack finally woke up. When he noticed that Sawyer was awake, he rushed over towards he and Kate.

"Kate, why didn't you tell me Sawyer had woken up?" Jack asked, visibly upset.

"Well, I thought I'd let you sleep. You were up pretty late last night working on him," she replied.

"You were awake too! You could have woken me up and gone to sleep."

Kate shook her head. "Does this really matter, Jack?"

Jack sighed, defeated, and took a look at Sawyer's arm. "How's it feeling?" he asked.

"Like hell," came Sawyer's response.

Jack did his best to ignore the ferocity of Sawyer's comment. "Do you have much motion back yet?"

Sawyer shook his head. "I can hardly move it."

Jack nodded, "Come on, let's try and sit you up."

It took several attempts for the three of them to finally maneuver into a sitting position, seeing as he couldn't very well use his arm to help. But eventually, after many failures, they Sawyer finally reached a sit.

Jack ran several tests on Sawyer's arm, all of which, Kate and Sawyer understood none of. Finally, after quite a while, Jack concluded, "You're going to be fine, Sawyer. But you're going to want to refrain from moving your arm for quite a while. You'll need to stay in bed the next three days or so. It's likely you might still drift in and out of consciousness a bit, at first. The pain will be bad, but I have some medicine that can help a little bit. After three days or so you can start moving around, just make sure not to use your arm. I'll come back for reexamination in about a week." Sawyer nodded. Jack got up to leave, and Kate followed him for a moment outside of Sawyer's shelter.

"Jack," Kate spoke. "I know Sawyer's too proud to say it and all, but...thanks. I'm sure he appreciates somewhere in his heart what you did. I know I did. Thank you, Jack."

Jack smiled, "You're both welcome," Jack paused, "Take good care of him, Kate."

"I will."

"And don't hesitate to come down to the caves and get me if you have a problem, alright?" Jack insisted.

"Will do, Jack," Kate smiled.

And with that, Jack left, heading back to his place at the caves.

Kate watched him leave until he was nothing but a small dot in the distance. She then headed back inside and sat down next to Sawyer again.

"Howdy!" Sawyer greeted her, a glimmer in his eye. As he smiled, Kate couldn't help but notice how adorable he looked with his signature dimples. Kate flashed him a smile back, and the pair fell into easy conversation.

Both Kate and Sawyer got along uncharacteristically well for the rest of the day. It was rather odd, actually agreeing on everything and just having fun. But it was wonderful. Sawyer had wanted to play another game of "I Never," but Kate had to sadly remind him that he had given her all his alcohol for Jack to use while operating on Boone. The pair of them found themselves talking to each other about everything—from goofy anecdotes about the third grade, to serious drama that was in their previous lives. But whenever the conversation seemed to get a little too serious, Kate was always there to steer it away. She wasn't ready to get into that yet. She'd taken to wearing her emotions on her sleeve the past few days, and she wasn't going to let it get the best of her now. But Kate knew that the time would come soon that she and Sawyer would talk about their pasts, and that time, most likely, would be far too soon for her caring.