Summary: Takes place after season 3 episode 6 - "I Do" (Sorry, not too good at summaries) Jate, a little Skate
I do not own Lost or it's characters in any way.
Warnings: Mild violence, mild romance, disturbing themes.
Enjoy!
Run
Chapter one.
"I can't leave without you!" She screamed into the walkie-talkie with tears and raindrops pouring down her cheeks mixing together into a horrible mess.
"Kate, you have to run!" He screamed back coldly.
It broke his heart to make her run. He didn't want her to go but she had to. No matter what she did. No matter how it made him feel. She had to run.
"Jack, please-just tell me where you are and-" She pleaded.
"No. They'll kill you or Sawyer before you even get close to finding me." He hated saying his name. It sounded so bitter he could taste it on his lips.
Silence.
She looked over to Sawyer. Pikkets gun still pointed squarely at his head. This was it. She had to choose over two men she loved so deeply in different ways.
She closed her eyes breathing in deeply trying to calm herself.
"Kate, are you-"
"Yeah I'm here." She said quickly looking to the soggy ground.
He didn't know what to say. This could be the last time he talked to her. He wanted to say so much, but it just wouldn't come out.
"Jack" She breathed gathering the courage to say what she truly felt. "if anything happens, I just want you to know that-"
"Don't." He just said cutting her off.
He loved her, but she loved Sawyer and that hurt him more than anything these people could do to him. He didn't want her to say something she'd regret. He wanted her to be happy. To be safe. With Sawyer.
He heard her mumble something. He couldn't understand it. She sounded so far away. Did she drop the walkie?
Screaming was what he heard next. Blood curdling screaming.
The sound of one single gunshot rang through his ears. His eyes widened.
Kate.