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Chapter two.
He could've sworn he felt his heart stop the second the gun was fired. He thought the world had stopped spinning, the moon had fallen out of orbit, and the stars would never shine again. They had shot her. The woman he cared so strongly for. The woman that had a dark past, but then again, didn't everyone? He wanted to just see her one more time to touch her, hold her, kiss her, love her. Just once.
Just once…
She ran towards him not caring that they could shoot her as well. The blood was spilling out of his chest like nothing she had seen before, and she had seen a lot of messes. She knelt down next to him. She was trembling as she moved her hands across his chest trying to figure out what to do. She looked up at him, the man that had shot him out of pure malice. He wasn't even worth her glare. She looked back to Sawyer. She ripped a piece of her own shirt off to put on the wound. She applied as much pressure as she could in this situation.
"See what happens when you kill one of us, we kill one of you." Pikket spat out with a stomach churning smile.
She couldn't take it. He made her cringe just by the look of him. The anger was boiling inside of her. She stood up. "You really want to know what we're like?" Her eyes burned into him with hatred. She smiled wickedly.
Before he had time to blink she was on top of him with clinched fists. She managed one good hit straight in the nose. She went in for another. He grabbed her arms and flipped her over so he was on top now. An Other rushed over to help but he was ordered to stop.
Pikket wiped his bloody nose. "See what happens when you try to be cute?" She tried to head butt him but he pulled away. "Nuh-uh, that's not going to work with me Kate." He stood up pointing the gun at her.
She looked over to Sawyer. He might still be breathing. She needed to help him. She scooted towards him a little bit.
"Stop. Stay right there. If you move again, you'll join him." He nodded towards Sawyer.
She looked up at him, then to the walkie-talkie on the ground.
Jack.
He couldn't hear anything. All he heard was static. He shook his head. He looked to Juliet. She looked down.
"Where is she?" He asked walking towards her.
"Jack, I can't-" She sighed.
"Yes you can!" He shouted cutting her off. He knew she could. She just didn't want to get blamed for this. They both knew the consequences But Kate was worth it.
"No I can't. I'm sorry." She started walking away until he grabbed her arm and put a scalpel to her neck.
"Yes, you can." He whispered, pressing the sharp object harder to her neck.
A drop of blood rolled down her neck, and at the moment she knew he was willing to do anything to make sure Kate was safe. She closed her eyes. "Please don't do this, they'll kill you too." She pleaded shakily.
He paused, almost as if he were thinking it over.
"I don't care what they'll do to me."