Title: Fix You
Rating: PG-13 to R
Pairing/Summary: A weird one, but its Sawyer, Jack, and Kate. No, not a threesome... but one will come over the other... youll just have to wait and see which
Spoiler: Exodus
Status of fic: WIP
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: It starts off slow, but I promise it gets so much better. Feedback is verrrry much appreciated ) I dont care if you tell me how horrible I am at writing or if youre going to say something nice, just say something. Your opinion means a lot This story goes along with a Coldplay song, Fix You, hence the title. Although I did write this story before I heard the song, I found the song to fit perfectly with it.

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

When the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

High up above or down below
when you too in love to let it go
If you never try you'll never know
Just what your worth

Lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears streaming down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears streaming down your face and I

Tears streaming down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face and I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Disclaimer: I, sadly, own nothing having to do with LOST.

Preface
It had been three days since the raft left and "the others" incident with Danielle had occured. Three long, miserable days of fear and hope. Nobody knew if the makeshift raft and it's passengers had come in contact with anyone and found help, or capsized. Ever since it had started raining and the windspeed had increased, just as Arzt had warned would happen, everybody was anxious.

There had been no more warning signs from "the others", no clues whatsoever. This led the survivors to believe that Danielle really was crazy, "bloody insane" to put it in Charlie's words. Although they dismissed Danielle's warnings, there was still a hint of fear deep down. Nobody dared to stray too far from the caves, just to be on the safe side.

Although the raft was on everybody's mind, there was a bigger issue that everyone was talking about; the infamous hatch. Locke, Jack, Kate, and Hurley had managed to open it with the damn dynamite, but nobody had yet to go in it. Granted, Jack and Locke had wanted to jump right in, but thanks to Kate's reasoning, didn't.

"Jack, you can't go down there now. You don't even know what's in it," Kate obviously stated. Jack eventually agreed and decided to wait, to Locke's disappointment.

The past three days weren't easy on anybody. It was decided that they wouldn't go into the hatch until they had to. Although the decision enraged Locke, Kate was relieved. She knew that if someone were to go down there, Jack would be first in line. She needed Jack and she couldn't risk anything happening to him. After all, she told herself, he was their leader. He was the only doctor on the island, they needed him. He couldn't be stupid and risk his life like he intended to when the hatch was first opened. He was the only one who knew anything about fixing people. The island couldn't survive without him. Atleast, she told herself that was the reason she didn't want him to go.

Kate regretted not getting to say goodbye to Sawyer. She hated to admit it, but she had feelings for him. She knew she was falling for him. It scared her because he was so much like her. When he had blackmailed her into kissing him, she realized how much of a jerk he was. But she also knew that the kiss wasn't half bad, she was almost glad she did it. Ever since they played that stupid game when they were hunting boar, she knew they had alot in common and that there might've been a hint of a human being in him after all. She learned a lot about Sawyer that night, like the fact that he had never been in love and, more importantly, that he had, just like she had, killed a man before.

Ever since that moment, she knew Sawyer had reasoning for the way he acted. He wouldn't let anybody come close, he built a solid brick wall. To him, it as just a defense mechanism, but it came off to others as being rude and assholish. She knew it all too well, she built that same wall herself, perhaps even a bit higher. She realized that Sawyer was like her in so many ways... she thought he was the only one who would ever understand her and her past, although she had yet to tell him. She hid it quite well, but it killed her not being able to say goodbye to Sawyer. As a tear rolled down her cheek, she acknowledged the fact that she might never see him again.