Nope, no Juliet/Sawyer this time. After the last episode, I'm in a Jate mood. This'll only be like, a two part story, about Jack and Kate of course, and Claire's in it quite a lot as well. I've never really written Jack/Kate before so hopefully I did them justice and if you like it, then please review!
Jack hesitantly picked up the phone and slowly dialed the number he discovered earlier the day before. He took a deep breath in as he heard the sound of the ringing through the phone, and just as he was about to change his mind, hang up the phone, and never look back again, he heard a voice on the other line.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is a Miss Claire Littleton there?" He asked reluctantly, only to hear a soft voice answer warmly, "Yes, this is her."
He paused for a second, unsure exactly of what to say, before he begun, "My name is Jack Shepheard. My father-Christian-he uhh..." He cleared his throat, "He passed away recently, and left a large portion of his money to you."
"I'm sorry for your loss and all." The girl stated with a thick accent, clearly wanting to end the conversation as soon as possible, "But I don't know of any Christian Shepheard."
Jack furrowed his eyebrows. She must've been lying-she had to be. "He specifically wrote your name down in his last will and testement. I'm sure his lawyer will be getting in touch will you soon to tell you formally but I-I just wanted to speak to you myself."
There was a long pause, during which the girl remained quiet, so Jack continued, "He didn't say his relation to you. I thought maybe-" He swallowed hard, "That he may have had an affair."
"What?" She gasped exasperatedly, "You think that I-"
"It's the only possible explanation I can think of. Why else would he be leaving his money to you? Why didn't he ever mention you to my mother or myself?"
Claire, sensing the man's grief, eventually concluded, "I'll ask my aunt about all this. She might be able to tell you something that I can't."
He sighed, "Alright. Thank you for your time."
His phone rang a few hours later, waking him from his slumber. He immediately reached over to his nightstand and clumsily picked up his phone, "Hello?"
"Jack?" A voice rasped out shakily, "I...just spoke to my aunt." She sighed shakily, "She said she knew Christian."
"Claire?" He asked, suddenly sitting upright and rubbing the sleep from his eyes, "What did she tell you?"
She swallowed, "That I'm your sister."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Half-sister actually. I-umm, I guess you were right when you assumed your father had an affair. He did-with my mother...I'm as surprised as you. I'm so unbelievably upset-I cannot believe they never mentioned this to me." She rambled, clearly upset, "Although I did always want a big brother."
"I-don't know what to say." He rushed his fingers through his short, dark hair, "He is just unbelievable. As if his drinking and degrading attitude weren't enough. He had to find another way to ruin our family. When my mother finds out-"
"I was afraid you'd be mad. I shouldn't have called." Claire mumbled on the other end, readying herself to hang up, "Let's just forget this and move on. Keep his money-I don't want it."
"No, wait." Jack argued, sensing the girl's adolescent, "This isn't your fault...I want to meet you-you are my sister after all. Are you staying in L.A. by any chance?"
"Yes, actually. I just got out of Saints of Mercy Hospital. Now I'm staying at a hotel for the time being."
"Why were you at the hospital, if you don't mind my asking? I'm a doctor if you need any-"
"I'm pregnant." She admitted, "The baby's almost due."
"Pregnant?" He repeated sternly, "How old are you?"
"You're acting like an older brother already." She laughed softly, "I'm only twenty-two-and no, no boyfriend...I know, how twenty-first century of me."She replied, then proceeded to give him the exact location of the establishment she was staying in.
"I'll see you tomorrow." He concluded after she was finished explaining, "And Claire?"
"Yeah?"
"I've always wanted a little sister."
They both smiled as they hung up the phone.
He knocked on the door of the worn out hotel room, bracing himself to see the baby sister he never knew he had for the first time. It didn't take long before the door swung open, and before him stood a young girl with blonde locks and a large smile looking back at him.
"So I guess you're my brother."
"Yeah." He said, returning her bright smile , "I guess so."
She unexpectedly reached up to hug him, and as she pulled away, she admitted, "Funny. Not as akward as I thought it would be. I already feel as if I know you." She paused, then motioned inside, "Come on in. I made coffee."
Jack nodded his head once and followed her inside.
"She makes the best coffee." Another voice agreed, "Even better than Starbucks."
He turned to see the owner of the voice. A brunette about his age, sitting at a small table sipping from a black plastic cup.
"If that's the case then I guess I have no other choice than to try some."
"I'll pour it for you." She grinned while getting up, and walked over to a counter where an array of different cups were sprawled out, "Any color preference?"
"No. Standard black." He laughed, just as the phone began to ring. Claire rushed over to answer it and swiftly appoligized to him, saying, "I'm sorry. I'll just be a moment."
"That's fine." He replied, before turning back towards the brunette who was handing him his drink. He quickly took a sip out of it, then nodded his head in appreciation, "You weren't kidding."
She smiled and after a moment, he added, "I don't know your name."
"I'm Kate."
"Jack." He replied, "So you're one of Claire's friends?"
She nodded slowly, "You could say that. I just met her and I couldn't leave her alone like this. She's really a great girl."
"Sorry about that." Claire suddenly stated as she entered the room, referring to her brief phone call, "What are you two speaking about?" Before either of them could give an answer, Claire shook her head, "On second thought, Jack, why don't you tell me something about yourself. Other than the fact that you're quite a successful doctor."
"I have a son." He stated, failing to notice the brief look of dissapointment that sprung to Kate's eyes, "He's great-he's an amazing pianist and gets straight a's. But I-I'm not with his mother. I'm single."
Kate smiled slightly, clearly glad at the fact that this gorgeous doctor was single, and asked, "What's his name? Your son?"
"David." He replied before turning towards Claire and glancing at her stomach, "Did you decide what you're going to name him yet?"
"Aaron." She answered and as soon as the single word left her mouth, Jack's eyes widened and it suddenly just clicked. And it all came flooding back.
We'll just go on living our life...because we've never met?
I had her...I had her, and I lost her.
I've always been with you...
"Kate. It worked." He breathed out, looking up at the women he was desperately and hopelessly in love with. His eyes flickered from her eyes and soft brown waves framing her delicate face, to her long, slender legs.
She raised an eyebrow, pushing back a piece of her hair, "What worked?"