Kate watched the gentle wave's role in towards her. They were almost like people. There was a certain feeling of life about the ocean that Kate could never understand. So she just sat there, in the sand she had come to get used to between her toes. The sand that had now apparently become her home.
Jack had been telling everyone that no one was coming for them, to save them. He was like that, always the pessimist. Kate herself knew that no one was coming. It had been so long since they arrived here, in this strange and unknown place. Yet she still had hope. Unlike Jack…
She had been trying to make up for her mistake when they went to find Michael but he wasn't responding. But for some reason it didn't affect her as much as it would have a month ago.
That's why he and I are so different
Kate stood up and stretched.
She went to turn around and go to her shelter. To sleep, something she had found trouble doing since the other night. When they had gone looking for Michael. And the others had taken her…
Suddenly, she felt a strong force hit her fair over the head, like a metal bat or something. And then, nothing…
Sawyer woke up feeling fresh. Well fresher than he had in a while at least. He decided to go and find something to eat. Something good. He needed good stuff to keep him going. He wasn't a salad man that was for sure.
I wonder where Freckles is?
He walked over to the fire and found a small piece of boar meat sitting over a dead fire on a piece of metal from the crash. He turned around and looked over at Kate's small shelter. But, she wasn't there.
She's probably over with the doctor tryin' to make up with im'.
She had been trying to make up with Jack ever since the incident when they went looking for Michael. And for some reason, he always felt a twinge in the gut when he saw her with him.
But then to his astonishment, Jack strolled into camp, alone.