Quick A/N: I have no clue where this fic came from. It wasn't planned at all. It just randomly came to me...maybe that's why it's kind of random. Maybe it's crap...if it is, and alot of people say so, I'll take it off. :) In case you can't tell, it's Jack. Anyways, please review it!
Run Now
He had hated her. The moment she told him that he had to do the surgery so that Sawyer wouldn't die, he had hated her. But then she had left, and he had missed her presence all over again. Then he saw them; their naked bodies pressed against each other. Sawyer and Kate. Together. His blood had boiled, and his heart had broken. Compared to this feeling, the emotion he had felt when Sarah had left was a mere pinch. This was as though someone had ripped out his heart. It was suffocating him, and he wanted the pain to end. He wanted to break in the screen that showed the two of them. But if that was who she was happy with, so be it. He had realized that loving someone was doing whatever you could for their happiness, and if she was only happy with Sawyer, then he would ensure her life with him. He knew what he had to do. There was only one thing to do now. He would do the surgery. If for no one but Kate, he would do the surgery. He would save that bastards life; the son-of-a-bitch that had been the catalyst of this all. It was his fault. But there was no point assigning blame now. Now all that mattered was getting Kate and Sawyer free. If that was what it took to make her happy, he would do it. He had gotten her into this mess and now he would get her out of it. That was the only way of it. He had taken up the scalpel without hesitation. It didn't matter what happened to him now. The plan had already been set in motion in his mind. Even if he had wanted to he wouldn't have been able to stop himself. The incision had been made. What did it matter? Ben would die if they didn't do as he said. He knew they wouldn't let him die. It was perfect. Even if they killed him for doing this afterwards, it would be okay. What would it matter if he himself died? Kate would be away from these monsters. She would be far away. But what was this? Why wouldn't she run? Why? He had set everything up perfectly, hadn't he? She could run. But she said that she couldn't. Why? She said she couldn't leave without him. Such a lie. She had made that decision the night she had been with Sawyer. It was done. Why was she doing this? She needed to run now. He needed her to.