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Drabble for thepodsquad that I just found lost in the recesses of my fanfic folder!

Kate/Sawyer, set during the end of "Born to Run"--

She looks pretty in the firelight – fragile, almost, and ain’t that the damndest thing – and the way she looks at him seems to beg some silent question. From where he stands it almost looks like stay, but he knows better. Funny, to see her eyes shine with something so much like truth; she’s a liar – an actress, if you want to get fancy about it. She’s got everyone on this damn island fooled except him, and he figures the least he can do is offer her the courtesy of pretending not to see her.

They’re the same, him and her, and her eyes tell him she knows things about him that he won’t even confess to himself: the bittersweet fact that this just might be a suicide mission, and he’s standing here ready and willing.

Be safe, Sawyer, she says, almost like she wants to save him.

A better man, he knows, would kiss her right about now; take her in his arms and brush her hair from her eyes and stay; to hell with freedom or dying or whatever the hell else waits for him on the open sea.

But he’s a cowardly son of a bitch, chasing revenge like ghosts and spinning lies just as good as she does. It’s something they’re both counting on, ‘cause otherwise she wouldn’t look at him like that. Damned if he’ll let her down, he decides, and walks away.

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[littledivinity.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, do I ever luff you. This is so great, so totally Sawyer, like I can hear it coming from him, which is great. And aww, that scene made me cry SO HARD. SO HARD. Seriously. That whole sequence. And the fact that they didn't say goodbye, but that they both wanted to. And oh, oh.