"Do we have to do this?" Kate moaned.
"Yes, both of you." Jack insisted.
"But Jaaaack." She groaned, tugging on his hand to get him to stop walking. "I'm tired. My head hurts. I feel sick-"
"Kate-"
"I just want to curl into a ball and die." She complained dramatically.
He fixed her with a firm stare. "You're doing this."
"Freckles has a point you know." Sawyer piped up from Jack's other side as they stopped walking.
Jack glared at him. "The reason she's hung over it because of you." He accused him.
Sawyer rolled his eyes. "This is ridiculous."
"You're doing it." Jack told him.
"But-"
"Do it." He ordered sternly.
Sawyer looked at Kate, back at Jack, and then back to Kate, before down at his feet where he kicked a random rock. "I'm sorry I made you jump out of a tree." He apologized, half-heartedly.
"Okay." Jack nodded, satisfied with Sawyer's apology. "Kate?"
"I'm sorry the rock I threw didn't kill your brain."
"Kate!" Jack scolded.
"What?" She asked, wondering what she had said wrong. "It's the truth."
"Kate." He warned.
"Okay, okay." She sighed. "I'm sorry I threw a rock at your head. And that it didn't kill your brain." Jack raised an eyebrow at her. "But mainly the first part." She added hastily at his stare.
"Okay, good." Jack nodded again.
"Can I go now?" Sawyer asked.
"Yeah, you can." Jack allowed, and Sawyer stalked off cursing under his breath about doctors. Jack turned to Kate. "Now, was that so bad?"
She nodded. "Yes. It was." She told him. "Now, if you don't mind, I'm going back to my tent. I'm severly hung over, and need lots of dark space and quiet."
Kate stalked off to her tent, in much the same fashion as Sawyer had, but in a different direction. Jack watched her go, and despite her grumbling, he had to admit that he had fallen for her.
Probably as hard as she had fallen out of the tree.