DISCLAIMER: I don't own LOST, which is a sad time, but I so own my ideas!!!
Kate blinked as she realized the dream she just had. She looked over at Jack who was staring at her. She looked down at her hand and saw that it was shaking. "What's wrong?" Jack asked. "Was it the dream?"
"Uh-huh!" Kate whispered. She rolled over so that she wasn't facing Jack.
Kate was running through the jungle. She was back on the island, running. Running from something. She tried and tried to move her head to the side to see what was chasing her, but she couldn't. Yeah, it was that kind of dream. The kind where you're running and running, but you can't seem to figure out what you're running from. Only Kate knew. Kate had it almost all figured out by now. She had had this dream so many times before. Only each time the person was different. She came into the clearing and saw the body there. "Why am I doing this?" she whispered to herself.
She rilled the body that was lying face down on the grass. She gasped and screamed at the open-mouthed face that was staring back at her
She woke up screaming into her pillow and having shaking spasms all over her body. She gasped for air. This was the first night that she actually woke up screaming. She sat up and looked over. Jack had already left for work at the hospital. She was glad, but she felt some sort of sadness underneath. She almost couldn't breathe, realizing that the body on the ground could actually be lying on the ground back at the island and she would never know it\.