Kate ran back into her tent and frantically threw things around, searching for the little toy that meant so much to her. She never remembered taking it out of her jeans so she dug her hand down in the other pocket. But she didn't feel the cool metal of the plane; instead she felt the soft feel of paper. She slowly stopped rushing around and pulled it out. It was a piece of paper that looked like it had been ripped out of a school book. It was folded but Kate didn't want to open it. She was scared of what was written on it, what was written on it for her.

But she did open it. She slowly opened the piece of paper, unwillingly, scared of what might be written on that simple bit of paper and read it.

Want his little toy back…

Kate gasped. How could anyone know who the plane had previously belonged to? Unless…It was Jack.

No, I know jack and he wouldn't do that.

But Kate had serious doubts after the other night. But would Jack be that angry to take away one of the only things she cared that much about. Would he?

She ran out of the tent and ran towards the cave, towards Jack. But as she ran along the path, she found him coming back to the beach.

"Where is it?"

"Where is what?"

"The plane Jack, the plane!"

"That little toy, I don't know,"

Kate stared at him and looked into his eyes. She knew he was telling the truth. The look he gave her told her that.

Where is it?

She turned back to Jack, tears stinging her eyes with sadness. He returned her gaze with a look of amazement.

"Have you lost it?"

Slowly Kate nodded her head, not daring to raise it incase Jack saw the tears that were now emitting from her blue eyes.

"Why does it matter so much Kate?"

This time, she did raise her head, showing a look of both sadness and anger.

"Because it's the only thing that matters," she spat before turning and walking away from him, to where she did not exactly know.

But to her relief he did not follow her. He simply stood there and watched her body disappear into the forbidding jungle.

She walked and walked until she had almost forgotten what she was doing. She didn't think, her mind was simply blank. Like someone had came and washed away her thoughts.

"Hey there Freckles,"

Kate turned around to see sawyer standing there with the axe over his shoulder. He only wore jeans, no shirt and his magnificent body seemed to be covered in sweat. The sight of him shirtless didn't send a shiver down her spine like it normally did. She just stood there for awhile staring at him.

The cheeky smile on his face soon wore off when he saw the distressed look on Kate's face.

"You alright sweetcakes?"

Slowly she nodded and looked up at him. She was very tired and wanted to rest. But she knew now he was here there was no chance of that ever happening.

"Oh yeah, sure,"

Sawyer began to walk towards her But Kate stepped back.

"Sawyer, piss off,"

"Oooh, little cranky aren't we Freckles,"

He kept coming, closer and closer. Kate kept stepping backwards until she her back collided with a tree. Sawyer quickly took this as an advantage.

"Has the good ol' doc finally shown his mean side has he,"

He was really close now but Kate just leaned back into the tree, knowing there was no way of escape this time

"Sawyer-"

"No need to be afraid Freckles, I'm just bein friendly,"

he was too close now for Kate's liking so she quickly tried to dart under him but sawyer grabbed her waist and pushed her back into the tree.

"Come on Sawyer, let me go"

She didn't want him to go any further. She fought the urge to scream. She tried to pull away but Sawyer was too strong. He now was leaning into her. Now their lips were just seconds away from eachother. His hands were on her waist.

Kate made a move to slap him but he caught her wrist and brought her arms down. He was now leaning on her; he was so close to finally taking this too far.

Then suddenly their lips collided. All of a sudden this felt right. Her arms untensed and Sawyer let go of them as he placed his hand on her waist. She pushed her body against his and put all of her feelings and hope into that one kiss.

Kate never felt anything like it. Sawyer kissed her with such passion and emotion, not how she expected. Suddenly he pulled away and gave her a smile. It was still the same cheeky smile he always gave her but it also had something else, something different.

"Now how was that Freckles?"

Then suddenly it was as if Kate had suddenly come back to reality. As quick as she could she turned on her heels and ran, to where, she did not know. She didn't care if sawyer followed, or anyone else for that matter. All she wanted to do was run. Run away like she had done so often.

She leaped over fallen branches and scrambled up fallen boulders from the cliff. She ran through the jungle as if her life depended on it.

But then she stopped. She stood there for awhile and then took the time to look around her. She stood on the wet bank of a small river. The water flowed as fast as she had just run.

Other than the loud rush of water, it was complete silence.

Kate suddenly collapsed into a wave of sobs. She sat there crying her eyes out.

Why do I always run?

She sat there wondering why her life was so messed up. Then suddenly she looked up at the sound of a twig snapping and saw the last person she would expect to see standing in front of her…