Disclaimer: Okay i'm new, go easy on me. Please. Oh I don't own any of the characters and if I did Jack and Kate would be together. This just came to me... like i literally just put my fingers on the keyboard and five mins later, Ihad this. I don't know how its going to play out but I can tell you this... although it had mild Skate references I am a Jater and justice shall prevail. There might be some trials along the way but love that strong can survive anything life throws at it. Reviews are muchly appreciated.
She stood by the edge of the sand watching as the tide greeted her and then left her just as quick. 'The story of my life' she thought to herself. 'Something good comes along and then leaves again just as fast, when will it ever change?' A few days ago she had ran, they had ran. Jack had shouted his orders down that walkie talkie and she had obeyed... she left him behind. Live together die alone didnt even cross her mind and for that she felt guilty. The cool sea breeze nipped at her warm body causing the hairs on her arms to stand on end. She felt the warmth being restored to her body as a pair of arms wrapped themselves around her own and held her close to his chest. She closed her eyes and let her whole body relax, she smiled forcefully, she wasn't quite ready to let herself be happy just yet. He was still gone.
She kept looking out towards the horizon, her heart hoping he would return her head telling her it wasn't going to happen. Her guilt building up as she realised she was safe. He had given everything for her to escape and she knew what danger he had put himself into. She appreciated everything he ahd done and all she wanted now was the chance to tell him that she was grateful. Although this was looking ever more unlikely as the days passed by without sight nor sign of him.
The ngiht was drawing in and his arms still held her close. His lips had brushed her head a few times but she refused to make eye contact with him. She couldnt look at him for fear of finally having to face up to the realisation that nothing was as she wanted it to be. 'Not even close' she though to herself shrugging his arms off her body and walking further down the beach. He ran after her, she wished he hadn't. Wished it had been someone else... wished it was him.
"Freckles..." he said grabbing her by her slender frame and spinning her so they were standing face to face "... stop blaming yourself for the actions of St Jack, he told you to run... it was his decision to get himself into that position". He told her, bringing his hand up to her face.
She turned away from his touch and shot him a look that could have killed. She didn't say a word, just walked off to the direction of his tent where she knelt down next to his makeshift bed and gently carresed the pillows where his head should have been resting. She closed her eyes imagining his chocolate brown eyes staring up at her, her hand gently brushing the thickening stubble on his chin, his lips at her ears whispering sweet nothings as they fell away into the night. Her moment of intimacy was interupted by the sound of Claire entering the shelter. She saw Kate sitting on the floor her hands gripping Jacks pillow to her chest now and tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Oh Kate..." Claire said sympathetically as she fell to her knees beside her best friend.
Kates head fell to Claires chest as she began to sob uncontrollably, her heart breaking just that little bit more every second that passed and he wasn't there with her. Claire pushed Kate gently onto Jacks bed and pulled his blanket over her. She had never seen Kate like this before. Never thought she would see her like this, Kate was always such a strong woman, Claire really admired her for that. It was sitting here, watching Kate fall apart that she realised, she too had her weaknesses. She really cared for Jack, no matter how much she flirted with Sawyer.
Kates eyes closed nad she took a deep breath, inhaling the smell of Jack that clung to the sheets. It made her feels better, even if it wasn't him it was enough... for now. Claire raised her hand to Kates face and brushed the mocha coloured curls that were obstructing her vision, out of the way.
"He'll be back soon Kate, i know it... don't ask me how i just do". Claire said reassuringly and for the first time in a little over a week Kate felt some kind of comfort.