So guys, due to how I am missing lost already im going to start a new fic. Jate of course (duh!) and it will basically pick up where the finale left off. Both island and post island wise, the scenes are based on quotes about love and communication hence the title so yes R&R!!


The most important thing in communication is to hear what isn't being said.

The groups were headed back to the beach, Rousseau had left with Alex, and Locke had decided to stay with Ben and the others. Jack stayed at the back to make sure no-one was left behind, Kate walked besides him. They hadn't said anything to each other since leaving from the radio tower, and all was silent except for the mutters of the others in front of them. Many were talking about the things they longed most for, and the things they would miss on the island. It wasn't an awkward silence, but both could feel the tension.

"Where do you think they've gone?" Kate asked with her eyes following the path of her feet. Jack looked up at her his breathing was heavy and he had broke a small sweat.

"No idea, this is John Locke we're talking about" He said whilst bringing his hand to his forehead and wiping the lining of sweat that had collected there. It earned a small smile from Kate and both looked at each other smiling for a minute, Kate broke the gaze and began looking forward.

"So then jack, what are you going to miss most about Mystery Island?" He turned to look at her, dare he take the risk? Let her know that the only thing he would really miss was her.

"freedom, here I got to be what I wanted to be" damn he thought, she looked deep into his eyes and her own began to fill with tears, all she had ever wanted was freedom. She didn't want to run and that was the one thing that she couldn't do on the island. "its going to be ok you know." He could tell she was worried about the rescue, about the future, about everything.

"Jack it's never going to be ok" he shot her a small reassuring glance which sent her heartbeat racing. And it hit her, she didn't want to leave. Leaving would mean being caught, or being on the run, it would mean leaving him.


The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.

She walked away, but could still hear him calling her in the distance.

We have to go back, Kate.

She got into her car and started it up, she savored the moment, the physical contact with him, and shivers ran up her spine. There was and had always been a bond between the two. Kate's breathing began to get heavier and she could feel her eyes beginning to flood again.

1... 2, 3, 4… 5… she let out a loud sigh and began to pull the car out of the parking lot, her eyes stilled on jack until she could no longer see him. Kate deiced she didn't want to go home right now; she couldn't stand seeing him. Sometime passed as she drove around the streets of New York, but eventually she drove up to a small downtown apartment; took the stairs and unlocked the door. As soon as the door swung open a stench of alcohol was upon her. Her head was still pounding from the earlier events.

"do we have any aspirin in?" No answer. Something was up she thought. He was always in.

A shadow appeared in the dimly lit living room, and Kate switched on the main light, her glance switched to the table which had numerous bottles on it. "I told you about drinking" she said moving over to pick up the bottles.

"I told you about him." He picked himself up and slammed her against the wall. "I told you not to see him, and you didn't listen to me. I told you what would happen. Kate I said I'd protect you but you need to listen to me" his grip tightened on her wrists and she tried to fight back but she wasn't strong enough.

Her phone began to ring, and both glanced down to her trouser pocket. It rang again. He loosed the grip on her and she pulled it out. "this isn't a good time right now" she said about to slam the phone down.

"Kate, wait, I lost you once and im not going to lose you again, we need to talk, im coming round there" kates eyes were fixed on him, watching as he picked up yet another bottle. Her eyes were closed, hoping that she was imagining it. it wasn't real, none of it was real.

So yes  hope you liked it. Sorry it was pretty short. But don't worry the next chapter will be much longer. So R&R