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Authors Note: Sorry it took so long. Spoilers for Lockedown . Skate (Of course)

Chapter Eight-

Sawyer glared at Locke for a long moment. His eyes never leaving the older mans face. Finally, after ten minutes, he got up. Heading towards the computer room of the hatch. Ignoring Locke's question.

Kate awoke a few minutes after Sawyer had got out of bed. She, however hadn't gotten up until she heard someone, probably Sawyer, get up and leave the room, well stomping out of the room. Turning, she slowly stretched and got out of bed. Her eyes just now adjusting to the light. She saw Locke washing dishes his back to her. And then saw Sawyer no where. Sighing, she was about to head back, when she heard the alarm go off and then someone pressing in the code. Stepping out, she made her way to the computer room, as Sawyer pressed execute.

"Morning Tex." She said, making him look up, he gave her a small, sad smile, and then continued to read the piece of paper in his hand. The letter. She walked up next to him, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey," She said, making him look up, the cuts and bruises that Charlie had given him the day before stood out in the light. Her other hand gentle caressed his face for a second, then dropped down to her side, almost shyly. "You okay?" She said. He nodded. Sighing, he folded it up. And carefully placed it in its envelope. He looked at it with disgust.

"It's a piece of shit." He said. His eyes never leaving the letter. "Most of the time I wish I had never wrote the damn thing." He looked away. "I'm just like him." He whispered. Neither noticing Locke silently coming up behind them. "I'm a con man who has ruined-"

"Don't." Kate whispered. "You are nothing like him." She whispered. "He would con his own son if it were his best chance of money or survival.'

"I'm not a good person Freckles." He said, after a long moment, considering her words carefully. "Never-"

"Done a good thing in your life?" She finished for him. He looked at her. "Sawyer," She said. Turning around to face him, kneeling so that they were eye level. "That man, he conned your family. He stole your Dad's money. If you think you're the only bad person in this hatch, then your wrong, because wither I like it or not, I'm going to jail." Her emotions then made her voice lower and her throat get tighter. "For murder. So don't tell me your not a good person, because it should be the other way around." Sawyer met her eyes, taking them off his letter, which was clutched tightly in his fist. Again, neither noticed Locke in the background.

Finally, Sawyer closed the distance and the silence by pulling Kate into an odd but welcomed embrace. Which, from Kate's opinion, was very un-Sawyer like. But, she also knew that he showed his real side only for her. She sat on his lap, as they pulled away, he looked at her, and then she placed a loving kiss on his lips. After a few minutes they pulled apart, Kate noticing Locke behind them.

"John, how…. How long have you been there?" She said, getting up, and making Sawyer spin around and get up in five seconds flat.

"What you doing there croc hunter?" He said, getting defensive all of a sudden. "How long were you there?"

"I couldn't help but listen." Locke said. He opened his mouth to speak, when a crackling, static noise filled the room. Sawyer looked at Kate, who was looking at an intercom at the other side of the room. All three moved into the kitchen and Sawyer grabbed a chair, listening to the static, which sounded like someone counting down. A women counting down. They heard…

"8...6..." Static. "4..1.…" Then, a sharp hi pitched alarm went off, and blast doors flew down, trapping them in the kitchen, Locke, amazingly, threw a tool down before the final door could fully close, allowing them time and air.

"What the hell was that?" Sawyer said. Looking around, and then looking to Locke. "I swear if we get outta this I'm never going to sleep in this thing again." He said. Kate looked at him, giving him a 'be serious' look.

"John?" She said, Locke looked at Kate.

"I don't know, I… I am truly confused on how this happened, it is like the hatch has a mind of it own…"

"A mind of its own?" Sawyer said. "it's a piece of fu-"

"Sawyer, John.. We need to figure out how were supposed to get out of here. John?" She said.

"We could use one of the weights metal bars. Sawyer and I could lift up the door and you put the bar under. Then, Sawyer and I will get a hold of the bar, and then you get something that will hold the door while I or Sawyer slip under to get help." Kate nodded. Sawyer sighed.

"Yeah, whatever." He said. "I'll slip under." He said. Giving Locke an icy cold look. He grabbed the metal piece and pulled, it straining his shoulder, but he continued. Kate ran forward with the bar, slipping it under. Sawyer and Locke let go, and took a small break.

"You guys need anything?" Kate said. Mostly asking Sawyer, who, she noticed, clutched his shoulder. He felt it burning up and down his right arm. He sucked in a breath, sweat rolling down his forehead.

"Unless, you have a band aid Freckles, then no." He said. Smiling at her, which made her able to smile too.

"Alright, lets go." Locke said. Sawyer grabbed the bright metal pole and then pulled as Kate grabbed the tool box and placed it under the door. It held, but not very securely, she was about to get something else, when Locke flung himself under the door, before Sawyer could move. As he was about to push himself under, the metal box, collapsed with all the weight and then began to crush Locke's leg. One of the metal pieces holding the door, cut into his leg. Sawyer swore loudly.

"Oh my god!" Kate said. Rushing forward.

"Find something to hold the door!" Sawyer grabbed the weights and placed them under. Soon, they were done and Locke let go of the door and Kate breathed a small sigh of relief. But now, worry etched into all there minds. How were they going to get out. And how\were they able to enter the numbers.

"What the hell are we going to do now?" Sawyer said. Looking at his letter sticking out of his pocket, barley visible.

"I don't know." Kate whispered. Sawyer saw she was shaking a little. They then heard someone enter the hatch. It was Jack.

TBC