Looking around him, at Kate's hotel room, Jack heard the distant stampede of water from the bathroom, where she was taking a shower. Not even thinking about what he could use that moment for, he quickly shook himself. He wouldn't do that - especially not to Kate, well, not intentionally anyway, that time in the hatch had been pure coincidence. He heard movement in the bathroom, and the sound of water began to fade, before stopping completely. He took the folded peice of paper from his pocket and set it down on the first available surface: the bedside table. He quickly backtracked, fortunately, as the door to her hotel room closed behind him, he was faintly aware of the sound of another door being closed. He sighed heavily, trying not to panick about what he had just done. Turning, he went back down to the bar where some of the other survivors were waiting for him

Kate had dressed in a tank top and three-quater length leggins, ready to go to bed, and had just sat down on her bed brushing through her wet hair when she stopped the peice of paper. She hadn't noticed it before, and she picked it up curiously, staring at her name which had been written in a tidy print on the front. She didn't recognise the writting, but that wasn't what was on her mind. She hadn't put it there, and it was placed carelessly, as if someone had been in a hurry to leave it there. Curious, she opened it, after all, it was addressed to her.

Kate,

Whilst you are reading this, 60 things are happening in the world.

1. Someone is very proud of you.

2. Someone is thinking of you.

3. Someone is caring about you.

4. Someone misses you.

5. Someone wants to talk to you.

6. Someone wants to be with you.

7. Someone hopes you aren't in trouble

8. Someone is thankful for the support you have provided.

9. Someone wants to hold your hand.

10. Someone hopes everything turns out all right.

11. Someone wants you to be happy.

12. Someone is celebrating your success.

13. Someone wants to give you a gift.

14. Someone thinks that you are a gift.

15. Someone hopes you are not too cold

16. Someone hopes you are not too hot.

17. Someone wants to hug you.

18. Someone loves you.

19. Someone admires your strength

20. Someone is thinking of you and smiling.

21. Someone wants to be your shoulder to cry on.

22. Someone wants to go out with you and have lots of fun.

23. Someone thinks the world of you

24. Someone wants to protect you

25. Someone would do anything for you.

26. Someone wants to be forgiven by you.

27. Someone is grateful for your forgiveness.

28. Someone wants to laugh with you.

29. Someone remembers you and wishes that you were there.

30. Someone is praising God for you.

31. Someone needs to know that your love for them is unconditional.

32. Someone values your advice.

33. Someone wants to tell you how much they care

34. Someone wants to share their dreams with you.

35. Someone wants to hold you in their arms

36. Someone wants you to hold them in your arms

37. Someone treasures your spirit.

38. Someone wishes they could stop time to spend another second with you.

39. Someone is thankful for your friendship

40. Someone can't wait to see you again.

41. Someone loves you for who you are.

42. Someone loves the way you make them feel.

43. Someone wants to be with you forever.

44. Someone wants you to know they are there for you always.

45. Someone is glad that you're their friend.

46. Someone wants to be your friend.

47. Someone stayed up all night thinking about you.

48. Someone is alive because of you

49. Someone is wishing that you noticed them.

50. Someone wants to get to know you better.

51. Someone wants to be near you.

52. Someone misses your advice and guidance.

53. Someone has faith in you

54. Someone trusts you...a lot.

55. Someone needs your support.

56. Someone needs you to have faith in them.

57. Someone needs you to let them be your friend.

58. Someone hears a song that reminds them of you.

59. Someone wishes they could tell you how they feel.

60. Someone wishes you would feel the same.

...And that someone is me.

What if you fell in love with someone and then had to say goodbye, knowing that every time you wanted them there with you, they weren't?

And for every moment of happiness, there were ten of sadness?

I ask you this because I want to know what to do when we all go back to our old lives. I want to know how to carry on when we are forced to go our seperate ways. I want to know how to function when you're not there anymore. It sounds stupid, I know. It's taken me a whole day to write this, and it would have taken you a few minutes to read it. But I've realised something the past year we've spent on the island, something that I never thought I'd realise, and that is that I love you, Kate. There's no other way to say it. When I am not with you, I'm thinking about you, and when we're together, even if it is with the others, every moment is...indescribable. What I meant to ask you though, it to come back to L.A with me. I'd hate to think of you on the run again, even though you're not wanted anymore. I'd love it if you would join me, even if it's just for a few weeks, or if you want somewhere to call home, it's yours. It's your call. If you've read this before morning, I'll be waiting down in the bar for whatever you want to say, if anything.

All my love,

Jack.

To her suprise, she found herself reading the last bit of the letter aloud, with tears in her eyes. She smiled, wiping under her eyes before she embarassed herself with crying over it. Not even bothering to blow dry her hair, as she hadn't for a year now, she stood up, going downstairs to where Jack was waiting. As she rushed into the elevator, she realised that everything was going to change. There was nothing keeping them from the harsh reality of society anymore. No more nighttime walks in the jungle, no more guava, no more island, no more them...unless she changed it now.

"How long are you going to sit here, Doc?" Sawyer asked him, passing him a glass of some kind of alcohol, he didn't bother to ask which sort, he just drank it straight away, which for something Sawyer was giving him, could have been dangerous. Yet they were in a hotel bar, so they doubted it was anything poisonous.

"All night if I have to." He replied.

"I hope you don't intend to be drinking all that time," Sayid, looking at him strangely as he had downed the glass. "You'll be completely drunk when she gets here."

"I think he already is." Charlie said, cocking his head to one side as he looked at Jack.

"If she comes." Jack corrected.

"Why are you thinking negatively, this is Kate!" Sayid chided. "She'll come."

"How do you know that?" Jack asked him, ignoring the look of humorous satisfaction on Sawyer's face.

"Are you blind?" Sayid asked. "We've seen the way she looks at you."

"It's true." Michael added in. "She's got it for you."

Jack went silent, staring at the bottom of the glass. After a few minutes, Michael cleared his throat. "What?" He asked.

"Good move, Romeo." He said with a sly smile. "Here she comes."

Jack resisted the urge to look over his shoulder. What if they were winding him up? "She's coming?"

"She's looking around." Michael commentated. Sawyer waved over Jack's shoulder at her. "She's seen us. And she's coming over."

"Shit!" Jack swore. "Really?"

"Really." Sawyer confirmed, enjoying seeing Jack squirm. "You've got ten seconds."

Jack stood up, and came face to face with Kate. She looked at him with a strange look in her eyes, which he didn't actually know what it meant - he could never read her like he had been able to read others. "Kate..." He began, and he heard the shuffle of chairs behind him.

"See you later, Doc!" Sawyer called as he, Charlie, Sayid and Michael disappeared somewhere, leaving Jack and Kate alone in the bar.

She walked past him and sat down, Jack following suit after a few seconds, taking the chair beside her. "I found your letter." She told him, when he didn't say anything else. "It was beautiful."

Beautiful? He hadn't been expecting that. "I'm glad you liked it." Was all he managed to say. Somehow, the words weren't coming as easily as he'd hoped. He wasn't entirely sure he was speaking English.

"I loved it." She told him. "I didn't know that tomorrow was going to be as hard for you as it was for me." She admitted.

They looked at each other, and Jack saw a vunerability in her eyes. He took her hand. "If you don't want to, I'll understand." He reassured her.

"I know, but you'll have to tie me down to stop me." She said with a smile. "I'd love to come with you."

"Really?" He asked, just to be sure that this wasn't some big practical joke.

She nodded. "Yeah. It's time for me to stop running, Jack. I- I love you too." She whispered. As she spoke, Jack grinned his trademark cheeky grin that only ever was around when Kate was near, and they hugged, before kissing. He could hear sounds of disgust as their lips locked, and know that Sawyer and the others hadn't disappeared completely as much as spied on them. It didn't matter to him though. All that mattered to him now was the woman in his arms.