Hey guys I just wanted to put this idea out there because it's been playing in my head for the last few days and I'm gonna go crazy if I don't write it down so here it is. I don't know whether I should leave it as a one shot or continue with it so that possibility is still open for you guys.
Summary : Concludes from where the season 3 finale left off, well the way I see it.
I do not own lost but I damn well wish I did!!
Enjoy
"We have to go back kate" he kept on shouting over and over and once her car disappeared into the still of the night, he simply collapsed onto the cold floor, covered his face with his trembling hands and cried for what he had lost, what he had given up due to his obsession with wanting to go back there.
Ever since they had been rescued, things for him had gone downhill and losing kate in the process seemed to be the last straw. Tonight had been the first time he had seen her in months and he had never been so happy to finally see her tonight looking as beautiful as the first day he saw her, but once again he drove her away, just like everything else in his life and now all he had was himself to blame. "This is not what your supposed to do Jack" ; what exactly did Locke mean by that, jack kept on asking himself. Would life have been different if they had stayed on the island, would things between him and kate have been any different. Those thoughts kept plaguing him and suddenly his mind went back to their last night on the island, the night that changed his life completely.
(Flashback)
The whole island was filled with cheers and rejoices at the knowledge that they were finally getting off this island once and for all, but not everyone was in a rejoicing mood at the time. Desmond had informed them all about Charlie and Claire just went into her tent with aaron in response and just asked that she be left alone for the rest of the day. They willingly complied and delivered their condolences to the shattered woman.
Locke on the other hand just sat still at the edge of the ocean the whole time, gazing intently over the horizon and thinking of what his true path in life was. He was certain that it was here, on this island but yet again he was deceived, deceived by the island and deceived by the people who he thought were the "good guys" as Ben put it so many times to him. In that very moment he looked to his right and saw the very man who he had held at gun point earlier on today. He looked ecstatic judging by the way he was laughing and joking with the blonde woman. Although he couldn't help but ignore the fact that this was not the right thing to do, for him or for them but unfortunately jack and the others refused to believe him so he kept to himself for the rest of the day and basked in the loneliness of his life once again.
Truth be told, a part of her felt happy about being rescued but the other part was suddenly reminded of what she would face back in the real world, what she did, and in realisation of that she almost at one point thought of staying behind but to a certain extent she saw no point in it because now more than ever she wanted to face her problems, face what she did because then maybe just maybe she would be good enough for him she thought to herself glancing over at him sitting with juliet. She couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of hurt at seeing him laughing and joking with the same woman who had kissed him in front of her earlier on today, but she suddenly remembered that what she did to him with sawyer was a considerably more painful ordeal to deal with it, so in a way she should have seen this coming but still she felt cheated and betrayed, then again that's the story of my life she told herself bitterly, and with that she wiped away the tears that had now gathered there and she stood to leave when she suddenly felt something or someone stop her.
She looked down at her right hand which was within the grasp of a much stronger hand and upon noticing the all familiar features of it's surgeon like structure, she smiled and looked up at him, getting lost in his deep brown eyes once again.
"Can we talk?" he asked, snapping her out of her gaze. In response she just simply nodded and ushered him towards her tent. Once they stepped inside, he sat down on the makeshift and signalled for her to do the same.
"Kate, about what I said earlier I re…" he started to say but was cut off by kate who went off about how she wasn't good enough for him yet again and he literally didn't wanna hear it anymore so he simply leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, the force of the kiss pushing her gently back into the bed and in response she gradually wrapped her arms around his neck arching herself further into him, making him moan lightly at the feel of her clothed skin rubbing against his, making him more wanting of expressing what he had felt for her for so long now. He pulled away from her gasping lips and rested his forehead against hers, looking deeply into her now dark and lustful eyes and that was all the confirmation he needed and with that he lowered his lips to hers once again, inching his hand under her tank top and gently rubbing the tender, warm skin that lay underneath it.
"Jack" she breathed into his mouth and in response he briefly pulled away to remove her tank top and once she laid down in front of him, baring her soul to him, he couldn't help but feel truly happy that he had crashed here and found someone like her because before this, he felt like he was living in the shell of someone else, someone who had no reason to exist, no purpose in life but here, with her right now he felt whole and happy once again and he certainly wasn't gonna let go of it anytime soon. So he lowered himself over her once again and whispered those three words again to her for the second time today but this time it felt different, this time she whispered it back to him again and again making him smile with joy and relief that she indeed felt the same way and with that expressed, he then decided to show her the next best thing to saying it. He briefly kissed her on the lips once more and then moved his lips down to her chin, then the underside of her jaw exploring every inch of her neck in the process and then moving lower and lower, removing everything that prohibited him from loving the woman he loved.
In the midst of this he pulled away once again to remove his clothes, briefly putting on a little show for her and once he was done, he spread himself over her once again and said those words again before sealing it with a kiss and slipping inside of her in one quick thrust. They both revelled in the new connection and they couldn't also dismiss the fact that for once in their lives, they both knew that this felt right, this was where they were meant to be and this is who they were meant to be with all along and with that the two lovers made love continuously into the night, both exchanging promises of commitment and dedication.
(End of flashback)
The drive back home was a short one and she practically cried the whole way back, not believing that this was him now, this was the way he was living his life, flying everywhere to see if he would crash on that God forsaken island once again. His very dishevelled and pained appearance was enough to spring tears of sadness and concern to her eyes once again, but she couldn't afford to give into her grief now because unlike him she had a purpose in life, someone to live for.
Before she knew it, she was approaching her dimly lit house which her father Sam had offered to her once he found out that his daughter was alive once again. At first she was a little reluctant to take it but since the charges against her had been dropped upon her return, she saw no real harm in accepting his help because whether she wished to believe it or not, she needed help, a stepping stone in the right direction.
She parked in the driveway and walked in through the front door to only have the same scene she witnessed everyday. Her son sitting on the sofa, watching his weekly cartoons, not even bothering to grace her with so much as a hello. She knew the reason he was mad with her, but she had no choice but to do it this way. So she walked in and stood in front of the TV switching it off and making him groan in annoyance at what she did. God he looked like him when he did that! she noted with a slight smile.
"Common Sammy it's time for bed" she announced making the boy get up and drag his feet upstairs but he stopped halfway and turned around to ask her something.
"Momma, who have you been going to see all this time?" the little boy asked making his Mother seriously think about answering this with the utmost care because she was the only one who knew who his father really was. All sammy knew was that he was a good man and that wherever he was, he loved him.
"Um no one honey, he's just an old friend. Now come on let's get you to bed!" she replied in a hurried manner hoping that he would drop it there, but like his father he never gave up.
"Is he my daddy?" the boy asked in a somewhat hopeful manner making kate simply hang her head in shame but she managed to mask the pain for the moment and simply smiled at her son in response, nodding in a negative manner. In return the boy just hung his head in disappointment and ran on upstairs to his room not even knowing that she had just lied to him.
So what do you think guys worth continuing??