Title: The People You Know LeastAuthor: tinkerbell99Pairing: Kate/Boone...with a healthy dose of LockeRating: PGWord Count: 581Author’s Note: The premise is based on a quote from Lonesome Dove: The Outlaw Years. It is now the property of Hallmark Entertainment and is reprinted following the story. LOST isn’t mine either, by the way. Darn it. Kate watches him sometimes. Though they rarely speak, she feels she knows him well, maybe better than anyone else on the island. Then she watches him some more, and wonders how this could be. She doesn’t know Boone at all.Locke catches her one day, watching him from across the camp. He sits beside her as she tries to busy herself with the fire, smiling like he knows her secret. She thinks maybe he does. She thinks it doesn’t matter.“What brings you here, John?” In the distance, Boone gathers clothes, folding and stuffing them into a bag with tanned arms curved and sculpted by their strength.Locke squints up at the sky. “Just passing through. Thought we could get to know each other a bit.” He removes a water bottle from his pack and she almost laughs at the idea.“Right.” She eyes Boone across the sand, wondering how it would feel to run her hands down those arms. He picks up an axe, and she turns her gaze with a wary smile. “Does anybody ever really know anyone else?” She picks up a log, laying it carefully in the fire.Locke smiles strangely and takes a drink. “Suppose not,” he agrees, following her gaze. “But we sure try.” Again, he eyes her with a knowing grin.Boone is young, though in age not much more so than her. Years may not span between them, but there’s an innocence in his eyes that long ago vanished from hers. She envies the freedom.“Some advice, Kate?” Locke offers.He takes her silence as permission, but her thoughts are busy, filled with those eyes.“The people we know least are the people we think we’re closest to. Friends, family...lovers.” She feels herself blush and blames the sun. “We never really know any of them. And even if we do...” He looks away, across the sand. “Most of the time they just disappoint.” “Why do you say that?” she asks, though experience has taught her to agree.She thinks maybe Boone wouldn’t disappoint, that maybe he’s not like the rest. She wonders if she could tell him her secret, thinks maybe she could. She thinks he’d be gentle, his lips would be soft.“Because we think we’ve got them all figured out,” Locke answers. “What they think, how they feel. We get to know them even better than they know themselves.”“Is that a bad thing?”She doesn’t know Boone, but thinks maybe she could. When she looks at him, she sees Tom the way he was, young and full of ideals. She see Jack the way he could have been, but then they blend into one and she’s lost again, and still alone.“No, not really. It’s not a bad thing. It’s just they’re bound to act differently than we think they should. Surprise us. Anger us. Then it’s like we never knew them at all.” He waves a hand casually, and Kate’s eyes fall to the sand. “You and Boone,” he continues, but Kate cuts him off.“I don’t even know Boone,” she says too quickly, and tries to laugh.Locke smiles quietly like it’s what he wanted to hear. “The people we know least...They can’t surprise us. They’re closer to us. Maybe they’re the only ones we really know.” Boone slips toward the jungle, disappearing into the darkened trees. Locke’s face turns guarded as he stands, shouldering his pack. He leaves without another word. When they bury Boone four days later, Kate thinks she knew him best of all.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx“Nobody ever really knows anyone. The people we know least are the people closest to us. That’s because we’ve got them figured out before they figure it out. And when they act different, we’re surprised. It’s all quite a conundrum.” ---Josiah Peale
I love this John Locke. This is the Locke that I miss from session one. :P Kate and his interaction is very believable. Lovely work!
I miss him, too. I'm glad you liked this. Took me a long time to find a way to do this. I thought it would be an easy pair...boy was I wrong!