A/n: WOW! 19 reviews? That's amazing! Me and Athena Alexandria are sooo excited that we drew this much attention. Please keep up the reviews and we'll keep giving you quick updates when we can. Sorry about the short chapter this time, but it was so important to the story and exciting, I think it'll be okay. Enjoy and thanks again!
Chapter 2
No. No. She couldn't be dead. It couldn't happen like this. Jack shook his head, tears clouding his vision, struggling to get a hold of himself. He didn't even care that his hands were clutching at Sawyer's shirt, his body stiff. None of that mattered now. Kate was gone…Suddenly, he let go of Sawyer and stepped back.
As soon as the doctor's grip loosened, the Southerner lost it. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat, his legs feeling like liquid as his eyes shot to her pale body. He felt sick to his stomach. Dead. The word echoed in his brain, shooting pain straight to his racing heart. Kate was dead.
"Jack…" Sawyer managed, shaking his head, and lifting his head.
He turned his head towards the other man, when a gasp sounded from behind them. A loud, long gasp of air. Then another, and another, they got heavier and more persistent. Both men turned, racing towards Kate's side as she struggled for each, agonizing breath of oxygen. Her eyes were wide with fear, and her face still looked as pale as death, the color ever so slowly returning to her cheeks.
Jack got to her first, kneeling at her side, when Sawyer nearly ran into his back, trying to get close as well. He managed to brush her cheek with his thumb, as Jack pushed past him for better access.
"Jack."
An almost inaudible whisper left Kate's lips, and Sawyer froze. He immediately stood and stepped back, as if snapped out of his moment of shock and need to be close to her. Sawyer watched the doctor eagerly move closer and prop her up so she could breathe more easily. Jack's touch was feather-light, as he first took her pulse, then placed a gentle hand on her forehead and neck, checking her temperature.
"Shh, it's okay. Just breathe, Kate. Breathe. You're alright, you're gonna be okay." He said the words like a mantra and held her close against his chest, as her breathing became more and more regular as those long seconds dragged by. The utmost relief was etched on his face, as his fingers brushed through her hair absentmindedly and he sighed.
Sawyer stood in place a few feet back, perfectly still, the same relief filling his expression as Jack's. Then, without warning, his relief changed to guilt. What if she hadn't taken that gasp of air? What if she had died because of him? He had given up so easily, so quickly. He had pulled Jack off of her, when he was only trying to save her. When he had known something that he hadn't. What was wrong with him? New tears burned Sawyer's eyes as he watched, the accusations slamming into his heart.
It had just been such a shock when she had collapsed, when he brought her to Jack and there was no response…he had been so sure that she was gone. He hadn't wanted to accept it, but he had no other choice. She'd stopped breathing for five minutes. And to see Jack slamming his fist into her chest and breathing air into her lifeless lungs when it was no use…it had only added salt to the wounds of her death.
But she was back. She was alive. That's all that mattered, right?
A/n: So there ya go. She's alive again. And Jaters, there was a bit of Jack/Jate in there for you. Don't worry that it's mostly in Sawyers POV, it means nothing, that's just how we decided to write the story. :) And just so everyone knows, Kate wasn't really 'dead' and she's not a zombie. Jack managed to revive her, but it was a somewhat delayed reaction. For those of you who think it's unrealistic…well, this is a magic island, and this is fanfiction, and this is based off of a movie partially. Hehe Please review and tell us what you think of this, it really means a lot to us and is really inspiring. Thanks!
