The "Joke"

The next day, Kate was driving Sami to preschool, and talking to Ana on the phone, who just so happened to be in the Bahamas with Jack, and Mimi.

"He's a complete jackass, what can I say?" Kate told Ana in the phone.

"You are such a loser!" Kate laughed.

"Mommy!" Sami called from the backseat.

"Hang on." Kate said into the phone.

"Yeah baby?" Kate asked.

"My stummy hurts!" She yelled.

"Don't worry baby, were almost there, want so pretzels?" Kate asked her squirming daughter.

"No!" she yelled, beginning to cry.

"How bout some gum?" She asked.

"NO!" Sami screamed so loud, Kate jumped.

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Later that day, Kate sat on the couch with her laptop, talking on AIM. She was taking to blondiealert, AKA Shannon.

Just then, Sawyer walked in, Sami in front of him.

"Mommy!" Sami called.

"Hey pumpkin." Kate said lifting the girl on her lap.

"Who are you talking to?" She asked.

"I'm talkin to your auntie Shannon." Kate smiled, setting Sami and the lap top beside her, and walking over to Sawyer.

"We'll be right back, Sami." Kate told her daughter.

Sami was too into pressing a bunch of buttons the computer to notice.

Kate grabbed Sawyer's arm, and they walked outside.

"I need to talk to you." Kate said.

"There aint nothin to talk about, Freckles."

"Sawyer." Kate said, already getting frustrated with him.

Sawyer rolled his eyes.

Kate stood there for a minute.

"I'm sorry." She said.

"For what, Freckles?"

Kate gave him a 'you know what look'.

"Oh, that's right, your apologizing bout sleepin in your ex hubby's bed every night, just to screw me over." He said sarcastically.

"Excuse me?" She said with some attitude.

"Freckles, some guy on steroids aint your type." He said.

"He's not on steroids." She said.

"If you say so, sweetcheeks." He told her with a smirk.

"And what about you're failing marriage, all because you wanted me?" He asked.

"Ugh, get over yourself." She said.

She started walking inside, when she felt a tug on her arm. She turned around, only to meet Sawyer's lips on hers.

He kissed her roughly, his hands around her back. She pulled away.

He looked at her, and she ran inside, not closing the door behind her. Sawyer followed her in, only to find her running for the bathroom.

"What, this some practical joke, I kiss you, you pretend to get sick, cause its so nasty? What are we, in grade school?" He asked sarcastically. Then, he heard her throw up, and guessed it wasn't just a joke.