Chapter 2

Hey guys, sorry that this chapter is so late. I have really busy over the summer with school and work, but all that is almost over! Thanks to everyone for the reviews! I know that Kate seems more like Sarah, but that is how I wanted her to act in this story. She is out of character and so is everyone else, but it was only for the purpose of this story. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. Please let me know what you think. : )

"Hmm, can't you just call in sick today?" Sawyer asked, grabbing Kate's waist, pulling her back into their bed. If it was only thing that Sawyer really enjoyed, it was waking up next to Kate every morning. He wished that they could just stay in bed all day and forget the rest of the world, but he knew that sooner or later they would have to face reality.

"I wish I could, but I have a lot of stuff at work that I have to get done," she told him, giving him a small peck on the lips before pulling herself out of his embrace. It took all the strength she had in her to drag herself away from him and get out of bed.

"I can't wait until our honeymoon, when I can finally have you all to myself." He said, pulling the covers off of him, he slowly made his way out of bed. He watched as Kate made her way over to their closet, sorting through clothes trying to decide what outfit she was going to wear.

"That may be awhile," Kate sighed, pulling out a black pencil skirt and a white blouse. She knew that Sawyer wanted to marry her as soon as possible, but unfortunately her past made that impossible at the moment.

"Jack still hasn't signed the papers?" Sawyer asked, knowing that he hadn't, but still hoping that he had. The frustration was evident on her face as she collected the black heels to complete the outfit. He knew that the divorce had been hard on her, especially since Jack was refusing to let her go.

"No, he refuses to sign because he thinks that we still have a chance," Kate answered, as she laid her clothes out on their bed.

"Hey babe, I didn't mean to upset you," Sawyer apologized, wrapping his arms around her tiny waist. "I can go over and talk to him, if you want." He knew that it would probably one make things worse, but he would do anything to help her. Jack wouldn't listen to Kate, but perhaps he would listen to a stranger, (which is exactly what Sawyer was to him). They had only met each other once and it was just for a second, when Kate had gone back to the house to collect the rest of her belongings. They hadn't even spoken to each other, so maybe he would listen to Sawyer, or maybe it was just wishful thinking.

"No, I don't think that will help anything," she told him, burying her head in his bare chest. Kate knew that if she was ever going to get Jack to sign the divorce papers, she was going to have to talk to him alone. "I think I am going to try to talk to him after work."

"Do you really think that that is the best idea?" He questioned, not convinced that she should talk to Jack alone. He knew that Jack had a history of alcohol in his family, or at least that is what Kate had told him. She said that Jack was never abusive, but he wasn't the most pleasant person when he was drinking and he normally did it when he was stressed or upset about something. Getting a divorce was certainly enough to cause someone to drink and having your future ex-wife show up wanting you to sign divorce papers was not going to make it any better.

"I don't know, but I've got to give it a try," she told him, praying that she would be able to talk him into, praying that he would just let her go. She let out a small sigh as she pulled herself out of his embrace and made her way over to the bathroom door.

"I understand, but promise me that you will call me if you need back up," he said, following her into the bathroom. "I'm just worried that he will try to hurt you or something." He confessed, as she gave him one more kiss before turning on the shower.

"Jack would never hurt me," Kate told him, trying to stick up for him, but knowing that his family did have a history of abuse, especially when they were drunk. "I promise to call if anything happens, but I will be just fine."

She knew that Sawyer was just looking out for her, but it bothered her that he would assume that Jack would try to hurt her. She had known Jack since she was sixteen and he had never tried to hurt her. He had, however, yelled at her when he got drunk, but that was rare. It had only been a few times, but he had never physically abused her. He would sometimes say mean and hurtful things, but once he had sobered up he would always apologize and do whatever he could to make it up to her.

Sawyer was the complete opposite of Jack. He didn't drink, he cared more about his family than he did his work, and he was home more often. They had been together for about a year now and they seemed more like a family than Jack and Kate had ever seemed. Sawyer had already proposed to her, he had done it while they were out celebrating their six month anniversary. He had said that he just knew that she was the one he wanted to spend forever with and she had accepted, although she was a little reluctant at first. In her heart she wanted to believe that he was the one for her that she would be completely happy with him, but she knew that a part of her would always belong to Jack. She accepted only after realizing that Jack was never going to change and that she had to move on and stop living in the past.

Lately, their relationship had taken a new turn; Sawyer seemed to only want to talk about kids. Anytime they would go out and see kids, Sawyer would start talking about having kids of their own. He said that he wanted three kids, two boys and a little girl. He wanted to start their family right away, but Kate was a little hesitant to start planning their future before her divorce was finalized. A divorce and a wedding was not the situation she wanted to complicate with a baby.

After about an hour of getting ready for work, Kate was finally finished. As she made her way down the stairs, she could smell the bacon and eggs that Sawyer had prepared for them. He was always doing things like that for her, making breakfast, cleaning the house doing laundry. On paper he was the perfect boyfriend, but in her mind he would never be as good as Jack.

"You didn't have to make breakfast for me," She told him, pouring herself a cup of coffee and making her way over to the kitchen table.

"I know, but I wanted to," he responded, setting a plate of eggs, bacon and toast in front of her. "I was actually thinking of making dinner for you tonight, too." He said, giving her a suggestive wink. "Then maybe after that we could start working on that baby we have talking about. I think you would look so cute with a baby bump at our wedding."

"Hmm, as nice as that all sounds, I think we should wait until Jack actually signs the papers and the divorce is well on its way," she replied, taking a sip of her coffee.

"Well, he's going to tonight and it will be finalized within three months. So…if we start now you could be at least four months along when we get married," he told her, taking the seat next to her. "Although I would like you to be six months because the bigger the belly, the cuter you'll be."

"Ha ha, okay, okay you win," she told him, trying to hold back the laughter as she gave into his requests. "We can start tonight, as soon as I get home."

"I knew you would see it my way," he said, grinning from ear to ear."You know you could always call in sick and we could start right now."

"The offer is tempting, but I have to go deal with the whole Jack thing." She replied, standing up from her spot at the table.

"You are always so responsible," he said, taking a bite of the bacon that was on his plate.

"Someone in this house has to be," she giggled, leaning over to give him a goodbye peck on his cheek. "Have a good day."

"You too," he said, stealing a quick kiss on her lips. "Good luck with Jack and call me if you need backup."

"I don't think I will need it, but if I do, you will be the first one I call," she reassured him, as she made her way towards the front door.

It had been an extremely long day at work and Kate was not looking forward to seeing Jack. She knew she should have asked Sawyer to come along, but the last thing she wanted to have to deal with was a fight, which is exactly what it would have caused. She needed to do this alone; she just hoped that Jack would finally let her go. Her whole body tensed as she made her way through the hospital doors. As much as she hated bothering him at work, she knew it was the only place she would be able to find him.

"Umm, excuse me, miss," Kate said to the receptionist who was working the lobby. "Could you please page Dr. Shephard for me?"

"May I ask who you are?" The young woman asked, looking up towards Kate.

"I'm his wife," Kate said awkwardly. It was the truth, but it was still very awkward for Kate to say since she hadn't been with him for a year.

"If you are his wife, then how is it that you don't know that he took the day off today?" The lady asked, eyeing Kate with suspicion.

"I don't exactly live with him anymore," Kate told the lady in the nicest voice she could muster at that moment.

"Oh, I am so sorry," The woman apologized once she figured out what was going on.

"It's okay," Kate told her as she watched the woman's face turn red with embarrassment. "Are you sure that he took the day off?"

"Oh, yes," the woman replied with a nod. "He has been taking days off at least once a week."

"Umm, thank you," Kate said, as she excused herself from the front desk and made her way back towards the front entrance.

It wasn't like Jack to take time off from work. He had to be sick or hurt or something else was going on. Kate couldn't seem to wrap her mind around the fact that Jack had taken a day off from work and this was not the first time. Her mind continued to race as she started her car and pulled out of the parking lot. She knew exactly where her next stop was going to be and it was not going to be a fun one.

As she made her way up the steps towards his apartment, she wondered what kind of shape she was going to find him in. Would he be sick? Drunk? Or perfectly fine? Would she find him in bed with another woman? She wasn't sure why it mattered so much to her, they were getting a divorce, so he was free to see other people whenever he wanted. She hesitated briefly before knocking on the blue door with the numbers 815 on it.

"I already told you, I don't want any," a slurred voice shouted through the door. Kate could tell that he had been drinking and by the sound of it, a lot.

"Jack, it's me," Kate said through the door. "It's me Kate. Listen, I need to talk to you."

"Www…what iss it?" he asked stumbling over his words as he opened the door.

Kate stood in shock at the scene in front of her. He stood right in front of her, a thin, bearded man. He looked nothing like the man she had fallen in love with years ago. He seemed cold and broken, almost hopeless.

"Can I come in for a second?" Kate asked, trying to find the right words through her shock.

"Sure," Jack answered, stepping aside to let her into the apartment.

His apartment looked like a tornado had hit it. There were beer cans and empty take out boxes everywhere. Kate noticed that most of the liquor bottles were empty and the rest were almost empty. Empty pill bottles were lying around and there had to be at least ten of them. He was taking pain pills and drinking at the same time, which was never a good sign for anyone.

"Jack, what are you trying to do to yourself?" Kate asked on the brink of tears. She knew that the break up had been hard on him, but she had no idea how bad it really was.

"Why do you care?" He snapped, picking up a newly opened beer can and bringing to his lips. "Shouldn't you be with what's his name?"

"That is actually why I came," she said, ripping the can away from his hand. "I need you to sign the divorce papers. Please, Jack, please let me go." She pleaded, trying to look him the eye, but he refused to look at her.

"I will never let go of you, Kate!" he shouted as he grabbed her by the arm. "You're mine, you're my wife, and I will never give up on that."

"I'm not yours, Jack," she whispered, trying to pulling away from his grasp, "not anymore."

"You are mine, Kate!" He shouted once again. "Till death do us part, remember?"

"Jack, some promises are meant to be broken," Kate said, tears rolling down her face. She had so many different emotions that she was feeling at that moment, fear, anger, confusion, and most of all worry. She was worried about him. In all the years that she had known him he had never acted this way before. He had had his moments where he would yell at her, but he had never laid a finger on her until now.

"I'm getting married to Sawyer soon, and we are already trying for a baby. Face it, Jack, it's over between us." She told him as he slowly let go of her arms.

"I'm not signing the papers," he told her, opening the front door as he motioned for her to leave.

"Fine," she said her voice now full of anger. "My lawyer will be contacting you. One way or the other, we are getting a divorce. He didn't even respond to her, he just slammed the door in her face once her was sure she was safely outside.

It took Kate a long time to get home. She had to pull over two times to get her crying under control and once to fix her makeup. Sawyer had called her twice and left messages, worried about whether or not she was okay. She knew she couldn't talk to him while she was crying; she couldn't let him know that she was upset. By the time she had finally arrived home she had managed to stop crying and cover up the red around her eyes.

"Hey babe, I was getting worried about you," Sawyer said, as Kate made her way into the house. "Is everything okay?"

Before Kate had time to think about what she was doing, her lips had found his in a forceful kiss. It wasn't sweet or full of passion, it was a kiss full of desperation. She wasn't sure what she was doing anymore. All she wanted was to forget Jack, forget that a part of her still loved him and always would.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Sawyer said breaking the kiss. "What is going on, Kate?"

"You want a baby, so let's do it, right here, right now," she responded, shoving him up against the wall, her lips meeting his once more.

"Kate, hang on," he said gently pushing her away. "What happened with Jack?"

"He signed…I'm free…now shut up and let's make this baby," She told him between kisses.

"You got it," he said, pulling her up the stairs toward the bedroom. "You have just made me the happiest man in the world."

Author's note: I hope that you guys like this chapter. I worked really hard on it, so please review and let me know what you think. Should I make them have a skate baby? A miscarriage? Or no baby at all? I have an idea of what I want to do, but I would still love to know what you guys think.