Author Notes: I have gotten so many ideas about what my story is about that I've realized I may not have been very clear with my intentions. Opps! Think more The Other 48 Days episode, that'll give you an idea of what this is about.

Disclaimer: That was the haircut part! All I can say is you guys need me to come work for you…

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Their slow kiss was suddenly turning into a much more passionate one especially considering the lack of clothing. Sawyer slowly moved his hands from around Kate's waist to the bottom of her tank top, letting his hands explore the lines of her back, while Kate moved them out of the shower. He walked her backwards towards the bed, exploring and discovering the depths of her mouth, one hand moving up to her hair and getting lost in it.

Kate could feel her knees start to weaken as Sawyer moved his mouth to her neck, his stubble grazing her skin. She let out a soft moan as he touched his lips to the delicate spot behind her earlobe, her head involuntarily falling back. She ran her hands across his shoulders, loving the way his muscles felt under her hands.

Sawyer broke away for a second to remove the wet tank top, before gently laying her down on the bed. He was about to move his head down to enjoy her breasts when Kate suddenly stopped him.

"They're probably watching," she suddenly realized.

Sawyer moved back to what he was doing, "Fine by me."

Kate rolled out from under him, moving to the bathroom to grab a towel, "What is this, all this? What are they trying to get from us?"

Sawyer stood up, looking like someone had just stolen his hundred thousand dollar car. "Ah hell, Freckles, I really don't give a damn at this exact moment." He tried to move towards her but she ducked out of the way, "Son of a…goddamn it!"

Kate simply stared at him like he was a kid having a tantrum. She pulled a towel around herself and threw him one. "Sawy…James, whatever. Let's just get dried off and calm down so we can think this through clearly." She was starting to lose her patience.

Sawyer's mouth was gapped open, "Do we really have to think about this?" He was annoyed and dumfounded.

"Not…" Kate almost smiled. "…this. The kidnapping, you know, the Others…"

Sawyer stood up straighter, as if the light bulb had just gone on above his head. "Oh, yeah, that." Sawyer had always had a problem separating his brain from his dick. "Although I think we're screwed on both accounts."

Kate gave him a small smile and sat down on the bed, running her hands over her face. "What could they want us for?"

Sawyer sat next to her, "Well, we passed the first test, whatever the hell that means. Maybe they were checking to see if we could breathe under water," Sawyer said sarcastically, not being able to come up with a logical answer.

Kate sighed, she tried to recall all that she knew about The Others, although it wasn't much. "We know they were doing some kind of testing on this island, so maybe…"

"You're thinking of that video. You think The Others are members of the Dharma Institute?" Not long after he'd woken up, Kate had shown him the computer and the film strip. The whole thing gave Sawyer an uneasy edge, although it did somewhat explain the island a bit. "They're experimenting on us."

Kate lowered her head into her hands, it made sense, they'd taken Claire before, she had no idea what was done to her because…Kate inwardly cringed, they had erased Claire's memory. Would they do that to her and Sawyer? Did she want to forget ever thing that had happened after the crash? She stole a glance at Sawyer, no she did not. She didn't want to forget him.

"Okay, so what can they possibly be testing for? What happened right before they opened the door?" Kate thought for a second. The intensions of these strange beings were foreign to her, after all they seemed to kill barbarically, with no reason. Or at least Ethan had.

Kate suddenly noticed that Sawyer was awfully quiet, his eyes straight ahead, his lips tightly pressed together. Then she remembered, "You don't think that…since you said…what would they care, anyways?"

Sawyer ran a hand through his hair, still not looking at her. "Do ya ever think that we we're brought here…to this island? I've heard some of the folks say they think we're being punished…and you and me Freckles, best I figure, deserve some punishing…"

Kate stared at him a second, he had never told her all of what he'd done, though she knew they shared one definite thing in common. They'd both killed someone. He was right, as far as she knew, they were the only cold-blooded murderers.

Sawyer finally looked at her,"…though I think you've done enough punishing, yourself." He gave her a small smile. "Maybe they're just conducting a survey, wanting to see how we're fairin' on the island. "He gave her a quick kiss on the lips, wishing that were true. "Although I'm gonna have to kick someone's ass for putting this hole in my shoulder."

Kate smiled, "We should probably get some rest." She moved to the top of the bed and started to get in.

Sawyer hesitated, "I gotta be honest with ya. If you're thinking of sleeping next to me in nothing but a towel…well, let's just say I have only so much discipline."

Kate rolled her eyes and got into the bed anyways, "I didn't think you had any discipline at all," her eyes teased him but her smile was serious, perhaps now was not the best time.

Sawyer was really starting to regret getting kidnapped.