Hey guys I come bringing yet another story and this time it's a crossover with Lost and Haunted. This idea just popped into my head when I was watching Haunted yesterday and I had to put it down on paper because the jate element was just screaming at me over and over , so without further interruption here it is and I hope you like it.
P.S. I do not own lost, especially jack and kate which is a shame!!
Enjoy
Once again he sat in his office looking at the same things, going over the same things, just like he had done for the past three years. His growing obsession over finding his son's killer had not only driven away his sanity but his marriage as well.
It had also been three days since he was back from the weird sort of reality he had been sucked into when he flat-lined back in the hospital. He couldn't make head no tails of what was happening but the one thing that stood out in there, the one thing that made perfect sense to him was what he saw. A small angelic like figure reaching out to him with his little hand in a plea for his company, a plea to feel the warmth of his love once again, but what made it harder for him was the fact that no matter how far he tried to reach, it just wasn't close enough and it broke his heart even more when the small figure started to call out to him with more desperation and all he could do in response was shout out with the same amount of desperation and show him as well that he wasn't going anywhere, ever, he wouldn't let go this time, not after he had been taken away from him so suddenly, of not seeing his little, beautiful face which he firmly and constantly believed was all his mother but she argued with the fact that he had his daddy's eyes and now that was the most prominent thing he could see through the light of the blinding abyss that lied behind this little form who was still reaching out to him, not understanding why he wasn't coming to him.
As a last ditch effort he tried reaching out to his son again and this time to his good luck, he seemed to be getting closer and closer to reaching that small outstretched hand, but as he was moving, they were suddenly accompanied by faint voices circling in the background and at first he was alerted to it but once he looked back at the more clearer figure now standing right in front of him, all he could think about was reaching out to that hand and never letting go, although as he did, the voices started to get more louder and urgent and the next minute it was also accompanied by a much more stronger and closer one and as he turned around, he was faced with bald white figure that he knew at first glance was nothing good, judging by the way he was firmly grasping him and pulling him even further away from the small figure that still kept on calling out to him but this time got no answer in return.
"It's time to go back jack" the figure whispered to the slightly frightened man with nothing but an evil smile plastered on his face to clearly show him that he was someone who was not to be trifled with and that was the last thing he saw after he blacked out completely for what seemed like hours to him and then he felt a sudden jolt rush through his body, rejuvenating him back into the reality he still belonged in, even though he didn't wish for it in the slightest, because if he did then he would be forced to live through the pain and realisation of his loss and that alone was slowly killing him.
So now he just sat in his office at his desk, alone and empty but his head seemed to be a different story because over the past few days all he had been seeing and experiencing were visions. Incoherent visions that seemed to make no sense to him in the slightest and all he would see as well were certain elements of objects being thrown around and flashes of light accompanying it's presence in the background. It had literally been driving him insane for the past two sleepless nights because with each vision that he had, it had driven him further away from the visual memories he had, had of the happier times in his life, when he once had a purpose, a reason to live, Kevin, his three year old son Kevin who he shared with the love of his life, the woman he hadn't seen in the last two years...until now, he noted upon looking at the very real and solid figure standing in the doorway of his office, looking at him with nothing but shock and concern.
"Kate?" was all he could utter, not believing that she was here after all this time.
Hey guys so there it is!! I know it's a little short but I just wanted to get the basis of this story down and I promise that if there is a second chapter, that's hopefully if you guys like it then it will be fairly longer and more interactive as well. So what do you think guys, worth continuing??
