I know, I still need to update my other fics. This idea would not let me alone though.
This is unlike anything I've ever written before and I'm not sure I'm going to continue with it much. I really like it though, so I have no idea.
Set after the S5 finale...so spoilers thru all of the seasons and possibly some S6 spoilers to be included. This is based off the theory in which Jack/Kate are Adam/Eve.
Disclaimer: I don't own LOST, it's characters, plots, settings, or anything like that. They belong to ABC, JJ, Carlton, Damon, and all those wonderful people...who are unfortunately not me.
Please review and tell me what you think. I'm eager to hear some comments about this fic.
I woke up to the smell of blood and the frightening realization that I was going to die. It seemed silly, but the first thought that ran through my mind was, I'm not going to die here. I hate it here. If I'm going to spend eternity haunting the place where I kicked the bucket then I at least want to haunt someplace I like…not this hell-hole. The events of the day came flashing back to me as soon as my first thought was over. It was almost a blur, but it was unforgettable. We had done it. The bomb had gone off and we were free from the island. Why was I digging my fingernails into dirt ground then?
I tried to open my eyes, but the light was almost blinding. I draped my arm over my face then rolled to the side gasping in pain. Everything ached and I could feel warm blood running down most parts of my body. I was beginning to get the signal that not everything had gone exactly as planned.
"Are you alright?"
It was the first thing I heard and after the voice had spoken, everything around me when back to being silent. I couldn't help but wonder who would ask me suck a stupid question in a time like this. "Jack?" Well fortunately, whoever it was couldn't read my thoughts, because if it was Jack, well, that would have been insulting. My eyes fluttered open again and this time things were a little darker. All around me was blurry, but I could make out the figure of a man kneeling in front of me. He slid an arm under me and helped me into a sitting position. I turned away, feeling like I was going to vomit. Fortunately, I didn't.
"It's Jacob, actually," the man responded. He placed his hands on my shoulders.
"Jacob," I repeated softly. I could tell my voice sounded dazed and disoriented. The named sounded familiar. My eyes were beginning to close again and I felt myself falling backward, but the man pulled me back into a sitting position. "Where's Jack?" I forced myself to glance around, trying to do so without turning my aching neck. Anything that had to do with the Dharma Initiative, any scraps of metal, and most of the dead bodies were gone. The walls of the caves shielded us from the outside world. I suddenly felt panic rising in my chest and I swallowed a lump in my throat.
"He's gone, Eve," Jacob answered, shaking his head. "You tried to change destiny to get away from a destiny you didn't even know anything about. You didn't even know what you were changing it to. He -"
I cut him off, the panic suddenly making my frantic. "Who the hell is Eve?" I smacked his hands away from my shoulders and shakily shoved myself to my feet. I crashed into the cave wall before I was finally able to stabilize myself enough to stand. "What do you mean he's…" My sentence was cut off by an agonizing moan that I couldn't hold back as soon as I saw the body in the corner. Tears were immediately blending with the dirt and blood on my scraped up face. I was beside Jack's lifeless form before I even knew I had move from my spot, checking for any signs I could save him.
"You're too late, Eve. He's dead."
I spun around to face him, finally taking him in. "Don't I know you?" I whispered. My fingers clutched the ripped up fabric of Jack's shirt for a moment before I found one of his hands. Shaking, I lied down beside his body, trying to hold back sobs that were bound to escape at some point. The question was suddenly no longer important. I didn't give a damn who this man was. "I thought you couldn't change destiny."
"You can't." Jacob took a seat on the ground, crossing his legs and placing his hand on his lap. "Well, you shouldn't be able to. But you did. Fortunately, this is the place for second chances, isn't it?" He held his hand out.
I just stared at his hand, not about to let go of Jack to take it. "Tell me what I need to do," I whispered. "Please, tell me what I need to do."
"Follow me," he insisted, getting to his feet. He continued to hold out his hand. "Let me help you up. I'll take his body and we'll fix this, Eve."
As much as I wanted to just lie there and die, I let go of Jack and gripped onto Jacob's hand. He pulled me to my feet, steadying me before he lifted Jack's body with ease. "Some things don't need fixed." I wiped the tears away from my face, smearing crimson liquid across my hand.
"Do you trust me?" Jacob turned to face me, staring me in the eye. His gaze almost burned a hole right through me, but in no way was it intimidating.
"Yes." What did I have left to lose? I had no future. All my live, I had dedicated myself to simply surviving. Now, I was going to die with Jack in a cave where no one would find my body because the only person around was some man who was convinced my name was Eve. "I trust you."
"This needs fixed," he said.