Jack had backed off. He had given her space and time to think. To think about what had happened. To see if Kate remember anything. Anything at all that had been related to the crash. He watched her, as she had her head in her hands, sitting quietly on a rock. Jack could see that she was frowning. Frowning with anger, fright, confusion, fear. He looked up at the sky, unaware of what time it had been. He frowned, thinking that maybe they should be heading back.

"Kate," he said. Startled, Kate's head shot up. "So, do you remember...anything? At all?"

"I already told you...," Kate said quietly. She stood up, wiping her muddy hands on her jeans. Jack looked down, sighing. Kate frowned. "Hey, it's not my fault. I know what you're thinking."

"Well, we have to get back to the beach," Jack began. "It-"

"What?" Kate said, shocked. "I'm not leaving w-with you! I don't even know you, okay? What makes you think I would leave?" Jack stared at her in disbelief. His eyes were wide, and he couldn't believe that Kate was talking to him like...that. He looked down, his eyes narrowed.

"Kate, please," Jack said. "Maybe you'll remember Charlie, o-or Sawyer, probably... I don't know. Maybe even Aaron..." That's when Kate had driven off somewhere. Aaron. That names was familiar. Too familiar. She frowned. Then another thought came to her mind...another name. Ethan. Where had that come from? She screamed in shock, and opened her eyes.

"Kate, what happened?" Jack cried, shocked as well. He ran up to her, so she was standing right by him. "Kate...what's wrong?"

"E-Ethan," she stammered. "W-Who's Ethan?"

"Ethan?" Jack cried. "Why? How do you remember him?"

"Who is he?" Kate cried, too surprised to be angry.

"Uh, he's one of Them," Jack said, frowning. His tone became serious. Kate's eyes were shut, as vision blurred through her mind. The Others. Ethan. Claire. Then that's where she heard the name again. Aaron. Jack's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Kate, please... I'll explain everything on the way. We have to get back, it's becoming dark. Kate," he said. She looked up at him. The rain made it so that Jack couldn't see if she were crying or not, "you can trust me. I hope you still know that."

"O-Okay," Kate said, nodding uncertainly. "But, just start explaining now...I'm so confused...my head hurts...and I think I'm beginning to remember things..."

"Good," Jack said. He nodded. "Okay, so this is what happened..." He explained the crash. How she was running constantly from the police. Kate nodded. She remembered those little bits of her past. But not the island. None of that. It was as if he were speaking some foreign language to her. At times she couldn't even believe that some things he were saying were even true. Jack also explained the Hatch, the Black Rock, the Others... Kate started to remember. A smile crept on her face from out of no where when they arrived at the beach. She stared at the ocean. A picture blurred through her mind: she was talking to Jack... She looked over at him, at his tired expression. She looked down, suddenly feeling guilty.

"Jack," Kate said quietly. "About that time...when we were talking, I think, unless it was a dream... I really need your help, but I think you already know that...And I-I need to be your Eve. Just this once."

"So you do remember something," Jack said softly, quietly. Kate nodded, looking away.

"Maybe if I...walked around I would remember more things,"Kate said.Jack nodded, watching her as she walked away. Kate looked at the people there, and as if they were used to having her around, they didn't seem to notice. She smiled sadly, as she began to remember things. But why hadn't she remembered Jack? Sure, in bits of flashbacks she saw him here and there, but they never really did just have a real, special memory. She sighed, looking down and slowing her pace. She couldn't take it anymore. This was hopeless, and soon Kate realized it. What happens if she never remembers anything about the Island? Or about Jack, in the matter? Kate dropped to the ground, braking in tears. She hugged her knees close, and stared out into the ocean. Something was bugging her in her back pocket. She reached for it, fishing it out, and gasped.

"No," she said, holding up her toy airplane.

"Where is she?" the marshal cried, choking for air. "Don't go near her! Where is she? She's dangerous!"

Kate shook her head. "No." She stood up and began to walk. It was if her mind was leading the way. Suddenly, she found herself in a garden. Sun looked up at her and smiled.

"Hi, Kate," she greeted, and continued to fix the plants. Kate nodded, looking around. Sun seemed to notice her blank expression. "Um...looking for something? Maybe I can help." She sat back and wiped her hands on her jeans.

"No...Well, I mean, yes, I am, but...kind of," Kate said, confused.

"Well, okay, what do you need help on?" Sun asked politely, grinning. Kate grinned too.

"Um...what...I mean, who's...Jack?" Kate asked uncertainly. "I mean, I know who he is, but...still, I, uh, 'forgot'."

"Isn't he the guy you...?" Sun began slowly.

"The guy I what?" Kate asked, alert. She raised her eyebrows. She realized she wasn't exactly comfortable with what Sun was telling her...

"Well, never mind," Sun said, shaking her head. She began to plant again. "I think I'm wrong. It's just a guess."

"A guess?" Kate asked. "From who?"

"From the whole island itself, perhaps," Sun said, grinning. Then she shook her head, laughing. "No, I'm just being silly. Maybe someone else should help you." She looked up from her work and smiled at something behind Kate. "Like Jack himself, perhaps."