- C'mon Freckles, it's been a month! I can't stand seeing you this way.

Kate didn't take her eyes out of the horizon, sitting on a rock on the edge of a precipice. Sawyer standing next to her, with a worried expression, he wanted the old Kate back, he needed her back.

She didn't answer, she couldn't answer. Sawyer gasped:

- Alright then… - he faked a smile, he was sad too, but couldn't stand one more minute of that mourning. Everyone was sad, all the time, he couldn't take it anymore. Deep inside, he was very grateful for everything Jack had done to help, but he thought: "People have to get over it!".

But at the time, there was nothing he could do to help Kate, she needed to heal her broken heart on her own time, her own way.

"It's a cold day, one of those days you remember you're not on vacation in a resort in Hawaii, that you actually crashed your plane on an almost deserted island, with polar bears, pissed off natives and a button that has to be pushed so the world won't end.

Jin is fishing, Sun is probably working on her garden, Hurley must be looking for something to do, Kate thinking on that cliff… Oh, and here's Charlie. So this is it, our life now, and there's nothing any of us can do about that." – Claire wrote on her diary, closing it as Charlie got closer.

- Hey… - he said, with a normal tone.

- Hey Charlie! – Claire responded with a happy, full of life tone – You know what day it is today?

- Hm… Tuesday? – Charlie guessed.

- Anything else…? – Claire lost the enthusiasm.

- The 27th?

Claire looked down, disappointed.

- And of course, the day one of the most precious things in the world was born… Happy birthday Claire… - Charlie spoke, with the sexiest british accent, lifting her chin up and picking a package from behind his hands.

- Charlie! You remembered! - she smiled and gave him a big and full of love kiss when grabbing her gift.

It was wrapped with two bracken leaves and a court plaster from the first aids kit. Claire gently opened it and a brightest smile appeared occupying a huge space on her face, she looked at her beloved boyfriend, and then back to the gift.

- Juliet owned me a favor, so… Did you like it? – Charlie doubted, but with no reasons.

- Are you kidding me? Peanut butter?!

- No… No, no, no… That's "extra smooth" peanut butter!

- Oh yeah, of course, "extra smooth" peanut butter!

Claire put the full pot down and gave Charlie a big and warm hug. When suddenly, Kate "knocked" on their "door":

- Hey Claire, I heard it's your birthday today, happy birthday… - Kate said, her voice was calm and you could feel a little tiresome, her hair was really messy, her shirt was pierced and her shoes were all muddy.

It looked like she spent the last 3 days sleeping up in a tree and hadn't taken a bath or anything.

- Oh thanks Kate, it is… Are you feeling any better? – Claire asked, concerned.

Kate looked down, almost in tears, she didn't say anything but Claire could feel a call for help.

- Charlie, sweetie, I'm gonna go for a walk with Kate, okay? Thanks for the gift.

- Yeah, ok, I'm just gonna stay... Here…

She got up and said:

- It's okay, let's go… - putting her hand on Kate's back, comforting her.

(THREE BEACHES FROM THERE)

- And then everyday he comes to me asking me why I'm this way, I hate how he thinks he understands what I'm feeling but he just doesn't… - Kate said, getting it off her chest, at last.

Claire stopped walking, there was no way she could know if Kate was angry, or sad, or both… So she just said:

- I'm very sorry for Jack, Kate, I know you too were very close.

- And the worst part is, all that people on his funeral, they were sad, but they weren't sad for him, they're sad for themselves, cause their only doctor was fucking dead! - Kate looked up, trying to stop the tears from falling, but there was nothing she could do. She gave up and fell to her knees right on the sand.

- Don't you think it's completely selfish of him acting this way when I'm feeling this way? I mean, he's such a jerk! He should be helping me, comforting me!

Claire didn't know what to do, she was starting to repent on asking her to go for that walk. Kate put her hands on her face, covering her eyes:

- I'm sorry… I'm so sorry, I shouldn't be-

- It's okay Kate, I know what you're feeling, I lost my mom in a car crash when I was 16 and I was feeling the same way… - Claire interrupted the apology.

- I'm so sorry, Claire... – they both looked at each other at the same time – Thank you, Claire, I don't know what I'd have done if I haven't gotten it off of my chest… I think I'd have gone mad… - Kate said, giggling.

They walked back to their beach, Kate was feeling much better, she realized it wasn't anyone's fault what happened to Jack, and she had to get over it, cause there was no way to bring him back.