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Kate blinked slowly as her eyes started to focus and adjust to the dim light. She sat up looking around; she had been laying on a steep slope of a hill and in front of her stretched out a bamboo grove. She turned and started climbing up the hill side slipping in the wet grass occasionally scraping her unprotected forearms.

She found herself a few feet away from an old dirt and rock trail. In a half daze she walked slowly down it. After about a minute she hurried someone speak to her from the left.

"Excuse me," came the male voice again. She turned to see a very handsome man beckoning to her. She walked toward him noticing he wasn't wearing a shirt on his muscular body, she then also noticed he had blood on him and was hold something.

"Have you ever used a needle and thread?" he asked her.

'Strange question,' she thought before responding "yeah, I've mended holes in jeans before, why?"

He moved a little to show her a long gash in his side, then saw her flinch slightly upon seeing it.

"I'm a doctor and I would do it myself but I can't reach," he said, "and I'd go back to the beach and ask my sister to but after what just happened I think it would be too much stress on her and the baby. It's not that different from mending jeans."

"Yeah," she said slightly sarcastically, "except instead of denim it's skin and I don't recall that the jeans were bleeding."

"Okay yeah there is that," he smirking, 'she's funny and beautiful,' he thought, "please."

"Alright," she said moving closer to him.

Kate took the needle and black thread from him after she had sterilized her hand with a bottle of alcohol he had. She knelt in the sand beside him as he explained to her how to start the stitches. She tried to ignore the pleasurable twinge in her stomach from the almost electric feeling when she touched his skin, he had felted it too. He could now feel her dislike at having to sew him up so he told her a story about his first sole operation.

"I think I would have run for the door," she said as she pulled her last stitch a little tighter.

"No, I don't think you would've. You're not running now," he said turning to her with a smile. She returned it finishing the last stitch then tie off the thread and cutting the extra.

"Why were you on the plane?" she asked as she did.

"Coming back from burying my father, and also taking my sister back to the states with me so I could help her raise her baby, you?"

"Heading home from a vacation with" Kate paused, her eyes widened. How the hell could she have forgotten Sawyer?

"With…" he prompted as he put his shirt back on.

"My cousin, shit I've got to find him."

"I'll help you look; least I can do after you patched me up."

"Thanks," she said.

"Where did you wake up, if you were sitting together he'd probable be around there," he said a bit matter-a-facto.

"This way," she said then hurried down the trail the man fallowing.

"You know I didn't catch your name," he said once she stopped.

"Kate Austen," she replied moving to the edge of the hill.

"I'm Jack Shephard," he said moving down the hill then hold out his hand to help her.

"Thanks," she said taking his offered hand. "I came to just over there," she motion to a slightly flattened patch of grass.

"Okay, what's you cousin's name?"

"James Ford, but he'll probable respond to Sawyer faster."

They then moved deeper into the bamboo grove periodically stopping to call for him. Making some small talk to pass the time, he learned her father was a Sargent in the army and she worked as a translator part-time and those spoke several different languages. She learned he was a spinal surgeon like his father and then he and his sister Claire were half siblings. Jack was about to say something to comfort Kate, who was obviously getting worried, when she held up one finger for him meaning not to say anything. She listened intently as did Jack, then the heard it.

"Freckles?" the voice was faint and distance but still strong.

"Sawyer," Kate called moving in the direction of the voice Jack on her heels.

The moved through the thicket bobbing and weaving between bamboo when a voice came again.

"Come on, damn it," the yell much louder now came from Jack's left, "Freckles olly olly oxen free." Kate turned and head toward Sawyer's voice following Jack, who was in the lead now.

Jack came out into a more open area to see a man looking around. He had dirty blonde hair which was slicked back, his face scruffy. Jack moved out of the way as he heard Kate moving closer behind him.

Kate ran towards him jumping into his open arms hugging him tightly. Sawyer held her just as tightly holding her off the ground by nearly half a foot.

"Hey Sweetcheeks, can you not scary me like that again?" he said setting her feet back on the ground.

Jack, looking down not making eye contact, couldn't help be a glad he know they were only cousins since if he hadn't he may have thought there was something more to it. To which he knew he would be jealous of, 'but I've only know her for maybe an hour,' he berated himself mentally.

Kate took a step back from him then placed her hand on his cheek moving his head slightly to look at him.

"You're bleeding," she stated. Jack looked up from the ground to look at them. He moved closer to them, he could see what Kate had been talking about now. A small amount of blood a smeared around a graze on the right side of Sawyer's forehead, Sawyer looked at him skeptically as he moved to look closer at it. He shifted his gaze to Kate who told him Jack was a doctor and he let him take a better look at the graze knowing he'd get an earful from his little cousin if he didn't.

"Any dizziness or headache?" Jack asked him judging if there was a concussion which he accepted.

"Nope," was Sawyer's simple reply.

Kate caught Jack's surprised blink, "his very hard headed," she explained.

"Hmph, look who's talking," Sawyer chuckled and Kate rolled her eyes.

After being sure Kate's cousin didn't have a concussion or any other side effects from the bump he led then to the beach where the middle section of the plane wreckage was and where the survivors were.

"You know how you called what I said on the plane an understatement?" Sawyer asked as Kate and him say the carnage of the crash for the first time, Smelling the smoke, a scent that smelled sickeningly like burning flesh and feeling the heat from the fires all for the first time.

"Yeah," Kate said absentmindedly as she stared in horror at the mess.

"I think that was an understatement," Sawyer said, Kate nodded before. Then realty caught up to her and she went about helping those she could with Sawyer helping her, he wasn't quite compassionate enough to help them on his own but he wasn't about to let her out of his sight. So he did as she instructed him, helping move thing off someone or help her lead people to safety.