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Chapter 7: Searching

Kate stared down at had once been the hatch; finding it hard to believe all the memories were gone. Kate looked upon the caved in metal hatch; the small hole that had once been the way down was still visible. She began to slowly make her way through the hatch's disfigured entrance. When her feet reached the hatch's wet ground Kate realized the others had not been exaggerated, it was all ruined. She weaved her waythrough scattered furniture, ducked underneath bent out of shape walls. Electrical sparks flying through the air made her jump.

Leaning her neck against the cool concrete wall sheclosed her eyes and took a breath, it had all been so real. This had been their home, this had been the one place that they had felt safe. It had grown on her, the hatch, this islandhad actually been one of the few places in the past few months of her life that felt like a place they she could go to and not be scared. She had gone so long running that she had forgotten what it felt like to stay in one place.

Kate ceased her lamenting thoughts and moved on to focus on more productive idea of how to succeed in accomplishing her goal. She made her was through the distorted kitchen. The armory door was stuck, but as fate would have it Kate was just able to fit in. Once inside her eyes beheld the one thing she wanted most to deny. The armory was empty; any guns that had occupied it had been destroyed in the explosion.Kate made her way back into the main area of the hatch; her struggle was more metal then physical. There was less food no more guns or medicine, it had all been in the hatch. Wasting no time Kate left the Hatch behind; it was useless to her now. She headed toward the beach.

"Sayid!"

"Kate, glad to see your up. How are you feeling?"

"Fine thanx." Kate sat down cross-legged in the sand next to Sayid's hut. "I need a gun." Kate told him in a low key tone. He stopped what he was doing and Sat down across from her.

"I am sorry Kate but all we have are those that we took to the other side of the island, that isonly three."

"All I need is one." Kate looked him straight in the eyes; Sayid saw beneath the hardcore survivor exterior that Kate often wore and he saw a needy girl in search of hope.

"We need to all stay together, they have more weapons, all we have is strength in numbers, that is all that is keeping them away at this point. We need to have the weapons we have left here."

Kate just looked at him without speaking. In a rational tone Sayid asked her rhetorically.

"How would you find your way back anyways?"

Kate understood how rational he was being but the fact that he was right was what hurt her most.

"Alright then."

Kate stood up and walked off.

You gonna let all Aladdin get in your way like that freckles?

Sawyer said in Kate's mind.

Not a chance

Sheanswered back to her subconscious self. There was no going back now, Kate was determined to success in doing what she had told Sawyer she would. She would go back there.

Night fell upon the island and all the losties headed for their tents to sleep. After about an hour of silence on the beach Kate made her move; she came out of her tent and jeans and a black shirt.

A million starts shown down from the heavens above while waves crashed upon the shore creating a soothing sound that flowed through the camp; but Kate was not concerned with the natures beauty that night, she was on a mission. Weaving though the makeshift tents on the beach Kate found her self in her element, she no longer felt out of place but that she was meant to do what she was doing. She neared Sayid's tent but stopped when she had an epiphany, Kate change directions and started out to sea. It was a reality calm night; she took off her jeans andglided into the water wearingjust her balck shirt and underwearand began to swim. She reached Desmond's boat rather quickly and hoisted herself up easily. The full moon provided the light she needed, she searched the ship's deck quickly then went below. The found a light switch to a small lamp and clicked it on. Kate began to go through cabinets and drawers until her eyes met what she had been hoping for, two guns; a rifle and a Beretta 92FS handgun.

Kate grabbed the two guns; using the rifle's strap to lace it round her shoulder she then put the handgun in the back of her jeans. Quickening her pace Kate turned off the light and stepped out onto the deck. Kate stood on the deck looking out at the shore not to far off, except for a few fires it was dark, this had been her safety zone, her paradise, her home. That feeling of security had left her, this was not longer her safe house, it was her war zone and she would do what she had to, to get what she wanted done. Diving off the deck she swam to shore. The water was cold against her skin. Bring one hand in front of the other she made her way to shore. The dry sand stuck to her feet and the bottom of her jeans but these details did not bother Kate she was concerned with leaving the camp behind that very night. She did not waste a moment, she went to her tent grabbed her backpack then headed into the dark, thick jungle.

All thoughts of fear no longer remained, all hope was lost, all self pity was tossed aside, Kate's encouragement to succeed was merely the determination that existed within her. Kate snuck out of hearing range of the camp then began to do the same thing that Sawyer had told her to do just a few nights before; she ran as if she had something to live for.