This is the story from Kate's point of view. I didn't think you should miss out on it since sawyer and Jack heard it.
Ten months before the crash I went to see Tom. Even though he was married he still acted as if he loved me.
I spent the rest of the week with him when his wife came home and I left so she never knew. I remember watching his children file out of the car. I knew they weren't really his; they were hers from another man before.
But the next day I came back and that's when Tom died. I hated myself for it.
But I spent the rest of the pregnancy around my hometown hiding in the old house that I once called home but now in ruins.
I had the baby there, all by myself. But I never even really looked at him. Sure I cleaned him and all but when I was headed to the old guys house that turned me in, I left him at a small house on the doorstep.
Then I ended up here and I found the baby in the hatch. He was only about a month or two old.
I don't have a clue how he got there.