"Iowa?" Sawyer repeated "Aint that you hometown Freckles?"

"Yeah" She said sadly.

"Well Sassafras I don't seem like such a bright idea to hip hop it over there if you ask me" He said sarcastically "But hey, it's only your hometown its not like every damn son of a bitch there's gonna recognise ya and turn you in"

"Well I didn't ask you did I?" She said rather harshly, he was right and that annoyed her even more, it wasn't like she hadn't thought that through, but there was no way around it, she had to be there. "Its not your problem anyway"

"I know that Sweet cheeks" Sawyer said "But it will be my problem if I get hauled over with a damn fugitive in the back of my truck"

"Oh yeah, because you wouldn't want to spoil your perfectly clean criminal record would you?" Kate shot back sarcastically.

"I gotta lot of stuff behind me Freckles" Sawyer said "And unlike some of us in this truck I aint got a jail wish"

"Well neither have I" Kate replied raising her voice above the loud thunder which had started to accompany the heavy rain.

"Well why the hell we going to Iowa then?" He said throwing his hands up from the steering wheel in protest.

"Because there's something I need to do" Kate said simply.

"And I suppose I don't get to know what this something is huh Freckles?" He said smirking.

"No you don't" She replied letting a small smile come to her face.

"We should stop here" Sawyer said pulling into what looked like an abandoned picnic area. "Get some sleep, cant drive anyway we'll come off the road in this weather"

"I need to be in Iowa by Thursday" Kate stated.

"Ok" Sawyer said "You can have the back" He said nodding to the back seat "Sleep"

"I need to be in Iowa by Thursday" Kate repeated.

"Ill get you to damn Iowa" Sawyer snapped suddenly.

"Good" She said sleepily, crawling onto the back seat.

Sawyer was forming a plan. There was no damn way he was gonna drive some fugitive, not that he had anything against them in fact he was finding his time with Kate rather enjoyable, all the way to Iowa and not know why the hell he was.

But to get answers he needed leverage.

Fortunately for Sawyer, and very unfortunately for Kate he knew just what that leverage would be, Kate had shown him herself through her actions today. He just needed to make sure she was asleep.

Then he would get that leverage. He would get that toy plane.

He waited until he heard he breath slow down to a steady rhythm and he looked through the rear view mirror, adjusting it slightly so he could see if she was really asleep. She was.

Smirking lightly Sawyer leant over the seat carefully reaching towards the jacket she had draped around herself, the jacket he'd seen her put that plane in this afternoon. He felt in the first pocket and found it empty, slowly he leaned over to the second and to his shock found that empty too.

He leaned back to study her sleeping profile, for a moment he forgot his search and was taken by her beauty as she peacefully lay there, but those feelings quickly swam away when he noticed something nestled in her hand.

Leaning closed again he confirmed his suspicion that the object in her hand was the plane. This was going to be harder than he thought, but not impossible.

He slowly reached out from her hand, parting each finger away from the tight clasp it held around the plane slowly, she stirred slightly on the third finger and Sawyer pulled back but after a few moments he realised she was still asleep and continued. After a few more minutes of careful prying he had almost gotten the plane, just one last pull should do it. He slipped his hands around the plastic and smirked with triumph, he slipped it away from her hand quickly but she suddenly stirred again.

"Tom…" She whispered quietly, her eyes still shut and still pretty much asleep. Sawyer held his breath not daring to move in case she woke up, luckily she rolled over and began to snore softly.

Who the hell is Tom? Sawyer thought, but it didn't really matter. Then he chuckled, he'd just have to add that to his little list of questions he had for her when she woke up.

Sawyer turned back to his seat, tucking the plane in his back pocket. Now it was time for his to sleep.

Kate woke up and it took her a few minutes to register her surroundings, she groaned when she realised she was in Sawyers truck, she couldn't wait to get to Iowa and get away… although she would miss the company. But no, she couldn't let herself think like that, if she started to fool herself into thinking she needed him she'd never be able to get away. She would keep to herself during the rest of the journey, only speak to him when absolutely necessary, she wouldn't let herself get attached… she only caused problems for people she got attached to anyway. She felt a sudden urge of guilt for Tom… no, no she wasn't going to let herself think about it, not yet.

There was only one thing she needed, she needed it now too. To her horror she realised she wasn't holding the plane like she had been when she fell to sleep last night. Maybe she had put it back in her jacket? She searched frantically through the folds of material but couldn't find it. Tears started to spring in her eyes as she searched the back of the truck, it wasn't anywhere. She had started ripping things to pieces when a sharp drawl cut through her thoughts.

"Looking for something Freckles?" He asked, his cold blue eyes connecting with hers through the rear view mirror. He was holding his hand up and she could see clearly what was in it.

He had her plane again.

"Give that to me" She growled.

"How about you answer some of my questions first Sassafras" He smirked "Hell we could even turn it into a game, you could ask me something too… no guarantees that I'm going to answer thought, because you have nothing to offer me" He laughed.

Kate stayed silent staring at his reflection in the mirror.

"And for my first question Sassafras… is who the hell is Tom?"

Ok! Longer chap this time to make up for the last short one! Bit of a cliffhanger there maybe?

Review please!