Chapter 7: Answers

Kate made her way back to her tent. The fear she felt when Ana Lucia looked at her still overwhelmed her. Kate didn't care if Ana knew that she was a fugitive, that she could live with. It was the fact that shemight know what she did, and if she knew it wouldn't be long before Jack and the rest of the camp knew as well.

It had taken a while for things to get back to normal after the revelation she was the one with the marshal, Kate couldn't stand the thought of everyone knowing she was a murderer.

She lay down in her tent trying to push the fear out and tell herself that there was no way, even if Ana knew she was a fugitive, that she could remember what she did.

Ana and Jack walked back along the beach to the Ana's tent. Ana's thoughts were racing and she hardly said a word to Jack as they walked. The moment when she looked at Kate she had a sense that she recognised her. But for the life of her she couldn't remember where. Ana was trained to remember faces and names in the force and it was tearing apart that she couldn't place this face.

"You alright over there?" said Jack, snapping Ana Lucia from her train of thought.

"Yeh, I'm fine, just thinking." said Ana.

"About?" said Jack.

Ana wasn't in the mood to share what she was thinking with Jack, especially since she wasn't even sure what she was thinking herself. Instead she tried to solve the riddle flowing through her head. She suddenly stopped and faced Jack.

"Jack, what do you know about Kate?"

Ana watched Jacks reaction to her question with intrigue. At first he looked to the ground and then along the beach.

"What'd you mean?" said Jack.

"You know, where does she come from? What did she do in the "real world"? That kinda stuff." said Ana.

"Why?" asked Jack, looking at Ana with narrowing eyes and a frown. Ana knew Jack was hiding something, she had seen that face on hundreds of lying suspects. This only made her more anxious to find out the truth.

"What are you not telling me, Jack?"

"It's not my place, Ana."

"What's not your place?" said Ana.

Ana's voice at this point began to rise, drawing attention from fellow survivors. Jack took her further down the beach so that their conversation couldn't be heard.

"It's not my place to be telling everybody everyone's business. If you want answers you'll have to find them somewhere else, I'm sorry" said Jack.

Ana somewhat admired Jacks honourable nature. She always did think that he was too nice for his own good. She couldn't be too mad at him for not telling her about Kate, but that obviously didn't stop her being pissed off. However she knew exactly where to go for answers.

"Ok, I can respect that." said Ana.

"Thank you." said Jack.

The two started to make there way up the beach when Ana turned to Jack again.

"Are you sure your not hitting that?" said Ana.

Jack laughed.

"Yes...positive." replied Jack

Ana smiled and left Jack at the beach. She headed to the hatch in search of her answers and she was sure there was a certain someone there who she could get them from. After all she was still a cop and she knew how to get what she wanted.