Sorry it took me so long to update, I'm right smack dab in the middle of exams right now, but I'll do my best to keep updating.

Kate was walking through the jungle shouting his name. Over and over again. "Sawyer!" Where the hell was he? "Sawyer!" How far could he have gone? "Sawyer!"Where would he have gone, for that matter? "Sawyer!" Finally, when it was officially nighttime and she could no longer see her feet below her, she gave up and turned to go back to the beach. Maybe he'd already come back.

He hadn't. He'd gone to the caves. He wasn't quite sure why. It wasn't like there were any fond memories of her from here that he wanted to sit and cry about. Maybe that was why he'd come. It was just a familiar place where he could spend some time away from everyone else, without having to think about her. He fell asleep dreaming of burning helicopters, her soft lips and clouds shaped like Patrick Swayze.

The next morning he still wasn't back. Juliet was kneeling on the ground, sorting the breakfast cereals. Kate approached her cautiously. "Hi," she said, hands in her pockets. Juliet read her expression. "He's not back yet?" Kate shook her head. "What if he did something stupid?" she asked in a low voice. Juliet looked at her for a moment with an unreadable expression, then stood up. "Let's go and make sure he didn't."

He heard people approaching through his sleep. Why couldn't they just leave him alone? Couldn't they see that he was grieving? "Get lost," he tried to yell, but sleep was controlling his voice. "He's here," he heard someone shout. "Go and get her, tell her he's hear." Who the hell was "her"? It better not be Juliet getting all nursemaid on him. He rubbed his eyes and got to his feet. No one was there. Had he imagined it? "Son of a bitch..." he muttered, and turned to one of the fresh water pools to splash his face.

Standing there, breathing like she'd just run a marathon, was someone he'd never thought he'd see again.

"Kate..."