Kate had to take the scenic route back to the beach - straight through the jungle. It was deadly silent aside from the occasional snap of branches and rustle of leaves as she stepped. Three water bottles were carried in her arms, her first 'bright idea' as nursemaid. Of course, Sawyer had insisted that he was fine. His actual words were:

"Don't bother getting water; unless you're planning on giving me a sponge bath, that is."

It would take a damn lot more than a minor injury like this before she was getting anywhere near him with a sponge. It wasn't that Kate didn't want to be rubbing him down with water, she just didn't want it to seem as though he was being taken advantage of. With a shake of the head, her pace was quickened and all concentration went on making it back.

----

"Damn it," Sawyer muttered as he tried to shift into a more comfortable position.

She had been gone for only twenty minutes but it seemed like much longer. There was a proposal he needed to run by her. Revenge. That boar just wasn't learning it's lesson. Having a gun to his head sure would have made Sawyer step down, but no. Not the boar. It had to be all high and mighty, look at me, I own the jungle.

"I'll own you when your head's on my plate!" he exclaimed outloud without realising.

Kate raised her eyebrows as she approached him. "Are you OK?" she asked quietly, "Did you hit your head or something?"

"No, no. My head's fine. I need you to do me a favour."

The bottles were placed on the ground before she stood up straight with her arms folded. "What do you want me to do?"

----

He explained his plan. To every minor detail. Details Kate would rather not of heard. There was no way she was going to kill that boar - even lesser so cut it's head of and stick it on a plate just to amuse Sawyer.

"Talk to Locke," She suggested "There's no way I'm going to do that. There's nothing you could do which would make me change my mind."

A frown came onto his face. "Are you sure about that, Freckles? That thing attacked me. Twice. And you're just gonna let it go?"

"If you had shot it the first time round we wouldn't have been in this mess." She said in her defense, taking a seat next to the makeshift bed.

Sawyer shrugged, "Maybe it ain't even the same boar. Hell, I bet they all hate me. It is my cologne, ain't it?"

She laughed whilst shaking her head, "No, Sawyer. I doubt that very much. Look, I'd help you if I could, but I just... can't."

"You'd kill a person but you won't even kill a damn boar? Jesus."

Kate pretended to ignore that comment. "I'm sorry."

"Are you sure there ain't anything I can persuade you with?"

"No, there's nothing."

That was her final answer. It had to be.