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Authors Note: Thanks for the reviews! Here's chapter two! And I will be using some of the suggestions that were given to me in reviews... so thanks to EVERYONE for there help
Chapter Two:
Sawyer opened his eyes, letting the bright sunlight hit his face. He sat up slowly. Stretching his arms and shoulders. He then, got up and grabbed his shirt from off the sand. He peaked out of his tent, mostly everyone was still asleep. He only saw Rose and Bernard awake. He glanced to Kate's tent, then, doing a double take, he made sure no one else was awake, he snuck out of his tent. Shouldering his backpack. He made one quick look and then walked through the jungle. Checking every five or so minutes, making sure no one followed him.
He continued until he finally stopped at the area he had hid the guns at. He was going to move them to a more safer location. Where not even Locke could find them, though, he didn't know where to hide them, but he would find a place.
Sawyer moved the ferns away. His face turned from calm to angry to shock all at once. The guns were gone. He looked up, checking to make sure he didn't put them in a different spot. "Son-of-a-bitch!" He yelled. His eyes darted to the ground. What was he thinking, he couldn't track, maybe he could enlist Kate to... and then the thought hit him. Kate...she had been gone all day. Kate took his guns. He cursed several times. Making his voice horse from yelling. "Unbelievable!" He said. She had taken every single one. How could she had carried off the big gun, he would never know, but all he knew, was that they were gone. He grabbed a rock and threw it across the grass. He then sat down. "That little.."He took a breath in. There was no way that he was going to finish that sentence. He cared for her too much for him to bad mouth her. He sighed.
Kate walked around the beach, her ankle was sore but it didn't hurt as bad as she thought it would and there was a little bruising but nothing to major. She looked at the ocean. Its vastness always made her calmer. When she had woken she had peaked in Sawyers tent, but there was no sign of him, meaning that he had gone off to check on the guns. She moved back up the small hill of sand to her tent, then sat down on the sand, near the trees. Near the jungle. Where Sawyer was.
She didn't doubt for one second that he would be angry. Hell, if it was her, she would be angry. She planned to ask him where the guns were again. She knew he wouldn't answer. Hell, of course he wouldn't answer, even to her. What was he up to? She asked herself. She looked at his tent, and then got up. She limped over to the blue flap and peaked inside. It looked mostly the same. Then, she saw that he had left behind something that surprised her... his letter lay folded, in its envelope, on his bed. Why had he left it? Did he even know that he did? She reached into his tent and grabbed it, and then she stuffed it into her pocket. Better for her to have a hold of it than Jack, who was bond to go snooping through his tent before he came back.
She left his tent, and then went back to her own, just as Jack came through the jungle. He then, looked around and went into Sawyers tent. Kate couldn't believe him! Sawyer just told all of them to stop going through his stuff and Jack still does it! She got back up. Cursing silently as a wave of pain hit her. She then limped back over to Sawyers tent, glad she had grabbed the letter.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" She said. Opening up the flap, she saw him digging through one of Sawyers suitcases. "Jack!" She cried. "Stop!" He looked up at her. His eyes searing into her.
"Kate," He said. "He has stuff that everyone needs. I think he took the pills again."
"Jack, just ask him!" She said. Jack looked at her. He sighed.
"What ever he's said to you, to convince you he's right, Kate, he's not a good person." He said. Putting down the pill bottle.
"You don't know that Jack."
"And you do? When has he ever helped us!"
"He volunteered to go on the raft! He got shot trying to save Walt!" She cried. Her temper dangerously close to erupting. Right now all she wanted to do was to hit Jack so hard he saw stars. How could a man, who at first seemed sensible, turn into a salvaging madman? It scared her.
"He did that to help himself Kate!"
"Get the hell out of his tent Jack!" She said, shoving Jack towards the flap. The doctor looked at her for one more second and then turned and left. His body movement showing anger. Kate walked off towards her tent. Trying to calm down.
Sawyer didn't come back out of the jungle until nightfall. When he did, he walked to Kate's tent.
"Open up sweet cheeks!" he said. His temper was radiating off him. "We need to have a chat, now!" He opened the flap and Kate looked up at him. Her eyes met his and then she looked down.
"What do you want Sawyer?" She asked. Although she already knew the answer before it escaped his lips.
"Oh you don't know? Trying to act all innocent? Well, the act's not working Freckles. You took something from me and I want them back."
"Oh, and what did I take from you Sawyer?" She said. Her voice rising to meet his.
"The guns Sweet Cheeks. And tomorrow you and I are going to get them back." he said. Kate began to walk away. He grabbed her arm. "Don't you walk a way from me." He said. "Tomorrow at dawn, your going to show me where you hid them and were going to get them and take them back to there original spot, alright Freckles?" She said nothing. "I thought so." She stood there shaken. He then let go of her arm. And he then walked away. Striding to his tent and closing the flap shut. She then sat back down in her tent and brought her knees up to her chest and hugged them. Thinking.
"Open up." Came Sawyers gruff voice. Kate opened her eyes. Her tent flap opened and Sawyer peaked in. His face was hard and cold. His eyes, however gave him away. She could tell that beneath the anger was something else. "Come on Sweet Cheeks, we gotta go now."
"I'm up Sawyer, I'm coming." She said as she rose from her sitting position. He held the flap open for her and she grabbed her backpack. Limping a little as they moved into the jungle. Sawyer notice dit immediately.
"How did you get that limp Freckles?" He asked. His voice, even though it sounded cold, held concern to it as well.
"Tripped." She said. She didn't look at him.
"Oh." He said. Not knowing what to say. He felt bad for his outburst on her. He felt really bad. He should have never yelled at her like that. He looked at the direction Kate was taking him in.
Finally they reached the cliff.
"The guns are up there." She said, pointing to the door on top of the cliff.
"You managed to get all those guns? Up there?" He asked. She nodded. Sawyer looked at her. She looked like she was wanting to say something. But she stayed quiet. "Something you want to say Freckles?"
"What?" She said, looking at him. He looked at her. He held her gaze for a long time. "Lets just get the guns. Since your hell bent on getting them." Sawyer watched her limp up to the cliff and begin to climb it. Sawyer followed. Finally they both went inside and looked around.
"Where the hell are the guns?" He cried. Looking around the small room. He turned to her. Looking at her with a fierce look on his face. "Where are they?"
"They were here!" She said, trying to act innocent. In truth, she wasn't going to tell him where the guns really were. Because, well, she wasn't going to let him win. She wasn't going to let him be hated. Not this time. She cared for him too much to let him do that to himself. No matter how much he felt he deserved it.
Sawyer walked around the room. His feet stomped the ground. The wood creaked underneath him.
"Great." He said. "Just peachy." He said. He then, noticed something not right about the floor boards near the corner. He lifted them up and saw the stairs. He gave her a glare and then went down them. Kate followed.
Sawyer flipped on the light switch. The couch and chair were there, but the closet was open. Kate froze. Someone had been here.
'The guns..there gone." She said. Her voice shaky. Sawyer met her eyes and then looked at the closet. "I locked them in that closet. Someone took them." She said. Sawyer went into the closet and then came back out.
"There's nothing in there." he said. He then moved past her. She saw him check every where else. "This is..."He stopped himself. "Your.."He stopped himself again. "Listen Sweet Cheeks," He said. His tone cold. "You may have carte blanche but taking my guns, doesn't count." His face was inches from hers. "And I am not even going to pretend to know why you took them, maybe because you want to be in control or was it because you Doctor Boy Friend told you to get them? Huh?" Kate looked at Sawyer. Her eyes welled with tears. He moved away, heading for the stairs. Finally she found her voice.
"You want to know why I took the guns?" She yelled. Sawyer stopped moving and turned to face her. His eyes cold. "I didn't take the guns, because Jack told me to do so! I didn't take the guns, because I want control Sawyer! I took them, because I am not going to let you make yourself the hated one on this island Sawyer! You're a good person!" He looked at her astonished. He looked at her. Then went up the stairs.
TBC