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KATE

Kate dropped to the floor and held Sawyers head, his breath warm against her chest. She got the shivers as she looked at his seemingly lifeless body and she felt the tears threatening to fall. His eyes were shut tightly, his hair sweaty, pasted to his forehead and he breathed heavily, as if having troubles breathing at all. She blinked the tears back, not letting anybody see her cry but she knew there were already a few tears on her cheek. She pulled her gaze away from him for a a bit to glance at Michael and whispered hoarsely.

"W-what happened?", trying to stop her hands from shaking, to no avail. Michael tried to quickly account all of the details that had happened.

"We were on the raft-others came. They took Walt, but Sawyer tried to stop them-he got shot" Michael spluttered quickly. Kate nodded taking in what she could and she looked down at Sawyer who was breathing slowly.

Sawyer's coughed slightly and Kate placed a hand on his chest. His eyes flickered open slowly if only for a second he gazed up at her, confused.

"Freckles?" he whispered, his voice cracked, sounding like sandpaper. "Oh...I'm dreaming again right?" he managed to choke out, looking tired and weary, before he closed his eyes again, slowly slipping back into unconsciousness. Kate grabbed his hand and looked at him worriedly.

"Sawyer! Sawyer, I'm here!" she said lowly, looking for and change in his face, but there was none. He dreamt on, as if in pain, but also in a state of bliss.

"Will he be okay?" she asked, her voice wavering slightly. She looked up at Jack asking for reassurance.

Sawyer...he HAS to be okay. I thought I lost him forever, now is my chance to be with him again.

Jack looked at him, sadly. "I don't know Kate, come on lets get him back to camp, then I can look at him" Jack said. She nodded and stepped back so that Michael, Jack could carry him. They did their best not too hold him too tightly as they gradually walked through the jungle bushes. The other woman, Ana and the black man Eko, followed after them, Eko nodding at Kate, acknowledging her before she asked them.

"Who are you?" she whispered quietly looking in their direction. She said it quietly as she still didn't trust her voice, it sounded out of key, not like hers at all and she looked as if she could burst into tears any moment.

"Tail section" Eko said simply as if it was as simple as that. She wanted to ask many more questions, but knew that could wait. All she could think of at the moment was Sawyer and how he must be doing. She quickened her pace to catch up with Jack and Michael looking at Sawyer as they struggled to hold him.

SAWYER

He drifted in and out of consciousness every now and then. He remembered being with, Ana, Eko, Michael and Jin. He remembered that Libby had been taken. They had searched for her for days before Ana said what they all knew was true,

"We need to forget and move on"

He also remembered when he first became feverish, Michael and Eko carried him. He had dreamt so many times, of Freckles, of Kate. Dreamt she was there with him, by him. He still dreamt about her, long dark curls, her smile, her freckles. Yet every time he dreamed he slipped back into the real world, the pain shooting through his body, and Ana saying they should just leave him.

But he had a vivid dream, if only for 3 seconds, where he saw Kate's face, looking down on him worried, tears threatening to spill. She held his hand. He thought that maybe, he had really seen her, but then he realised he must be dreaming again and slipped back into dream world.

Though he swore he heard her say:

"Sawyer! Sawyer I'm here" but he knew it was a silly dream, he would never see Kate again.

If only i had a chance...to say goodbye.. he thought.

KATE

She sat on the sand, waiting outside of the medical tent, her curls blowing in the wind as she hugged her knees to her body. Only 2 people could be in the tent, and apparently Eko was more important in there.

"Damn you Jack" she silently cursed, digging her fists into the cool sand next to her. She knew the reason why he didn't want her near Sawyer, hell, EVERYONE did. But the moment, one of them walked out of the tent, she would be in there, ready to comfort Sawyer. She would not leave his side she decided, but until that time, she would have to wait until Jack was done with him.

She looked out to the ocean, it's waves crashing against the shore, lost in her own world. She only just noticed that Ana was sitting next to her, looking at her pointedly. She raised an eyebrow at Kate and said, bored

"So I finally meet the famous Freckles" Kate looked at her. She seemed very... well as if she always laid things out straight. She appeared cold but Kate, good at working people out, decided there was probably more to her than met the eye.

Kate looked at her a moment, her head cocked to one side.

"What do you mean?" she said simply before glancing back to the shore again, mesmerised by the different colour of the waves.

"What do I mean? well...all that git (she motioned to the tent and Kate gave her a hard look) has been murmuring since he has been out was Freckles" Kate looked at her a moment, her head scrunched up in confusion.

"...Really?" she asked Ana.

Ana rolled her eyes at her and muttered

"Yeah..." before she got up and turned.

Kate smiled, the first real smile in weeks, she glanced up at Ana and said

"Thanks for telling me that".

"Nice shirt...but if your trying to deny your feeling for him...it's not doing you any favours" Ana said with raised eyebrows before nodding and turning away, walking to the moonlight.

Kate hugged the shirt to her, inhaling Sawyer's cologne smiling to herself as she remembered his cheeky smile, how he always teased her, and how much she had……missed him.

God, she was so glad he was alive...