Ok here's the update please enjoy

CHAPTER 2

Kate chewed on her lip nervously and looked over at Sawyer.

"Hey Freckles don't look at me, this is your life" he said holding his hands up in defense.

"I just don't know what to do?" Kate said looking around nervously waiting for Jack to appear. "I mean what do I say, gee Jack I'm so sorry you don't have your memory because let me tell you, you and I had a real good time on a cot locked in a room." Kate said.

"Too much information" Sawyer muttered. He knew Kate had a thing for Jack that was pretty serious, that didn't mean he wanted all the details.

"You already know what happened Sawyer" Kate shot Sawyer a look.

"Yes but you telling me it in a time of stress and fear of death is a little different than making smarmy remarks, I'm the sarcastic one remember?" Sawyer said. "Look you better decide what you're going to say and probably soon cause Doc will be back any minute." Sawyer said looking back towards the jungle.

Kate sighed and looked back towards the jungle. She still couldn't believe Jack had no memory. This entire time she thought he was avoiding her when in actuality he had no recollection of sleeping with her. First they sleep together then the Others take him from her. She finally is reunited with him almost a month later and she had expected some kind of reunion maybe not all romantic but a hug and kiss would have been nice. How could he forget? Kate wondered. To her it was probably the most significant earth shattering moment in her life and he just doesn't remember? She found herself almost getting angry with him over that. She sighed god how do things always manage to get so screwed up.

"I think I'm going to wait" Kate said looking over at Sawyer. He raised his eyebrows questioningly. "I mean at least until we're back home and he and I can just sit and discuss it." Kate said.

"Whatever you say Freckles but let the record show I think that's a bad idea." Sawyer said with a smirk.

"Why?" Kate asked.

"The guy has no memory and he probably has a million questions and you have the answer to a few of those questions Freckles." Sawyer said with a yawn.

"Exactly" Kate said. "He has no memory so loading the fact that he and I, well you know, I mean that would probably just add to his stress."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, my opinion has been stated." Sawyer said. With that he lay down and closed his eyes.

Kate shook her head annoyed by the fact that Sawyer could just sleep at a time like this. She sighed disgusted with herself of course he could sleep this was her problem not his. She looked back at the jungle. What was taking Jack so long?

Jack was still at the fresh water trying to clean some of his reachable wounds. He was leaning over the water when he was suddenly hit by a flash of light behind his eyes.

Jack was thrust head first into the water for the fourth time. He tried to hold his breath as his captor put pressure on him holding him under the ice cold water. When Jack felt like his lungs were going to burst he was pulled from the water gasping and choking for air.

"We can do this all day Jack" the voice of his tormenter was close to his ear. Jack knew the next submersion would be coming soon so he tried to steady himself so he could get a good deep breath next time he was shoved down. "Just tell me what I want to know and this will all end."

"Screw you" Jack spat out and just as he expected he was shoved underneath the water once again. The freezing water burned Jack's face but he was lucky enough to have got a good breath this time around. After what was only a few minutes, but seemed like hours, he was pulled from the water.

"You know Jack you're really beginning to piss me off" the voice said.

"That's enough" Jack heard another voice from the doorway. "Put the good doctor back in his cell I have better uses for him"

Jack shook his head trying to clear his muddied thoughts. What the hell just happened? The memory was so clear and Jack could remember the coldness of the water and the suffocating feeling of not having air, but nothing else stood out. He was glad to at least to get glimpses even if something told him he might not want to remember everything. It meant he was getting better and hopefully his memory would be completely restored again. He sighed rubbing his head, he felt like he was in a fog and there was no way out. He wanted to go to Kate to ask her for help but she seemed so angry with him. The guilt of endangering her and Sawyer was weighing him down and he didn't think he could handle looking up and seeing her look at him with disgust and contempt.

He stood slowly groaning as his muscles ached and screamed at being used. He slowly pulled on his shirt and headed back to camp as he thought about his glimpses of memory. What had they wanted to know and what were the other uses they had for him? He saw the fire flickering and approached quietly. He saw Sawyer lying down asleep and he notice Kate sitting and staring at the fire. He sighed he had hoped she'd be asleep by the time he got back; he just wasn't mentally or physically able to handle her hatred towards him. He remembered on their trek back he had taken her arm to help her over a log and she had ripped away from him as if she had been burned. The look she had shot him was etched into his memory. He was tired he was just sick and tired of it all. He was tired of getting one step ahead with her and then getting knocked back three without any kind of warning. He was tired of everyone expecting him to have all the answers as well. He knew when they got back to camp the survivors would look to him and he would have nothing to say. Part of him just wanted to stay away hidden in the jungle until he had his memory back and was able to function properly again.

He approached quietly looking for a place to rest. He knew he'd probably have to sleep sitting up because his back couldn't stand the pressure of the ground. Maybe he could find a soft gathering of sand and maybe lie on his side. He was searching the ground when he felt Kate's gaze on him. He felt the life slowly drain from him as he tried to prepare for whatever confrontation or cold shoulder he was about to receive.

"Sawyer says you have no memory" Kate said, her voice was soft and Jack couldn't really tell if there was emotion in it or not.

Jack sat slowly in the sand and Kate noticed how stiff he looked. When he was settled as comfortably as he could be he looked up at her warily.

"Yeah" he said slowly not really sure what to say at all.

"So what was the last thing you remember?" she asked.

Jack looked at the ground, "I remember being on the docks and they were putting the bags over our heads. After that the next thing I remember is Sawyer coming into my cell to get me out." Jack said quietly. He really wasn't sure how to act around her.

"That's almost two months Jack, how do you forget two months?" she asked sounding exasperated. How do you forget that we made love she wanted to ask him but didn't have the courage to do so.

"I don't know" Jack said shaking his head. "I've gotten a couple glimpses of memory but they really aren't enough to explain anything." He said, he really didn't want to tell her about the torture though he wondered if Sawyer told her about the marks he saw on Jack's back.

"What happens in your memories?" Kate asked curiously. She knew she was being completely unreasonable but she couldn't help the annoyance that he forgot everything.

"Uh I was alone in a room and they were asking me questions. That's about all I know" Jack said avoiding the other things that happened.

"Well good night then" Kate said quickly, she lay down and curled up as she tried to find sleep. In her mind she flashed back to that fateful day that she had spent with him where he had curled his body around hers and held her while she slept. She had been happy that day; as much as things were screwed up she was happy to lie in his arms as his lover.

Jack watched her sadly feeling like he had lost her. Funny it wasn't like she was ever his but it hurt none the less. He eased down onto his side and though uncomfortable managed to fall asleep.

Morning came much too soon for the three castaways. They each awoke groggy and tired.

"Well we better check out the boat" Jack said heading towards the sea craft. Sawyer nodded and followed. After close examination everything looked like it was in running order. None of them were expert sailors but between Jack's occasional sailing experience and simple logic they figured out how to sail with only a few problems. When they were in the water and on their way they all looked around not sure what to expect from the island.

"I guess we should just take her around the shore?" Sawyer asked looking at Jack carefully. He had noticed the gap between Kate and Jack was still spacious so he figured Freckles didn't tell Jack what was going on. He shook his head ruefully. He couldn't help but feel bad for Doc, the poor guy had no memory he was in obvious pain due to whatever those sick monsters had done to him in captivity and Kate was treating him like a leper. All and all he actually felt his life was rather good compared to Jack's.

"Yeah that should be good." Jack sat down for a second needing a rest. Sawyer casually made his way over towards the hurting physician.

"How you feeling?" Sawyer asked but kept his eyes trained on the ocean ahead of them.

"Fine" came Jack's emotionless reply. He didn't want to talk about it and certainly not with Sawyer. Though he was being nice to him Jack didn't want to talk to anyone about his pain.

"I hope you don't mind I told Freckles about your memory loss, I figure we had enough confusion among us no reason to add that to the pot. I didn't tell her about your back though, I figured that was yours business and yours alone" Sawyer said.

Jack looked up at him gratefully; "Thanks" was all he said but Sawyer read the appreciation in that one single word.

"No problem" with that the moment was over and Sawyer was headed over to the other side of the boat. Kate came out from the underneath bunk, she had gone down to see if there were any salvageable supplies but unfortunately the boat was empty. She looked to one side and saw Jack and on the other side Sawyer. It wasn't really an important decision, her heart belonged to Jack but she was just too uncomfortable with him at the moment so she went and sat by Sawyer. Soon they were chatting and Kate even smiled a couple times. Though the choice wasn't a big one for Kate, it had meant the world to Jack. She had chosen Sawyer over him and he couldn't help the pain and jealously enter his chest. He looked away when he saw her smile at the blonde man, he was happy for her that she had found someone he truly was. He just didn't think he could go back to the camp and see them together every day, it would be too unbearable.

He didn't know what he was going to do he was just in so much pain and he had no place to vent it. Maybe it would have been best if he had stayed behind with the Others. He couldn't help but feel more alone watching Sawyer and Kate together than he ever had. He wasn't sure what his place was anymore. He didn't think he could lead anymore and without that who was he?

"Well Freckles I don't know how you manage it, but you seem to draw disaster and mayhem at your every step" Sawyer said with a smirk. He had noticed Kate had come to sit by him and Jack seemed to withdraw even more. Awhile ago he would have taken full advantage of the situation and would have rubbed Jack's face in the fact that Kate had sat by him. Things had changed though and Sawyer knew after spending almost a month locked in a room with Freckles they were only destined to be friends. He still remembered when the three had been sitting in their prison and Jack and Kate had been pulled out. Sawyer had feared for the both of them and that was an emotion he wasn't used to. The next day Kate had been thrown back in but she was a different woman than the one who had left the day before. She was disheveled and sobbing hysterically. He had managed to get her to calm somewhat down so he could actually hear what she was saying. She had told him that the Others took Jack and told her she'd never see him again. It was at that moment that Sawyer knew Kate would never love him because she already loved Jack. It wasn't until later with a lot of prying that Kate had revealed that she and Jack had made love. Surprisingly the revelation didn't hurt Sawyer at all and in fact he was almost glad that the two had finally connected. When Kate had opened up and told him how the events had happened, Sawyer couldn't help but feel bad for the heartbroken woman who had had her love literally ripped from her arms. He also felt bad for Jack, they didn't know if he was even still alive. Sawyer had never mentioned that fear afraid of breaking the already fragile Kate. When he had opened the door the last day and saw Jack he couldn't help being happy to see him. Like he said those months ago Jack was the only friend he had.

Kate sighed and snuck a glance at Jack. She noticed once again he was sitting awkwardly as if in pain.

"What's wrong with him?" Kate asked.

Sawyer shot her a look, "Uh do you really need to ask that?"

Kate rolled her eyes, "I meant physically, he seems like he's in pain or something."

Sawyer avoided her glance, "Don't know but it's up to him if he wants to tell you anything, which if I were him I think I might stay away from you"

Kate's face showed a hurt expression. "How could you say that?" she asked.

"Freckles the guy hasn't been able to win with you once since we found him. He has no memory and who knows what else happened to him after they took him from you. Since then you've been angry and distant with him and keep treating him like he's the gum stuck to the bottom of your shoe. He's confused and lost and the only person he's trusted has turned her back on him for the stupidest reason ever." Sawyer said he wasn't angry but he was trying to get Kate to see what her behavior has done.
"That's not true" Kate exclaimed. "Yes I was mad and hurt at first when he acted distant. I thought he was blowing me off so yes maybe I didn't act the best. But since I found out about his memory loss I've…" she was cut off by Sawyer.

"You've been mad that he doesn't remember." Sawyer said and Kate shot him an indignant look. "Look it's your decision if and when you tell him that you guys were together, my suggestion would be to tell him before he remembers on his own. That's your call but you can't punish him for something that isn't his fault." Sawyer said.

Kate knew he was right but she couldn't help grumbling. "When did you join the I love Jack Club" she was beginning to not feel good and this whole discussion was just adding to her discomfort. She sighed. "I know you're right and I'm sorry. I guess I'm just afraid he won't feel for me the way he did back in that room. I'm scared."

Sawyer smiled at her. "Freckles by the way he looked when you came over here, like you just shot his puppy? Tells me he still cares very deeply for you."

Kate chewed on her lip nervously, "Alright I'll go talk to him"

She stood and was headed towards Jack when she was suddenly hit with a bout of nausea. She gripped the railing as she waited for her stomach to stop doing somersaults. She wasn't one for getting sea sick but with the lack of food and water she was sure her body wasn't happy with her. Kate waited for it to pass but it just got stronger. She leaned over the railing and relieved herself of the very meager contents of her stomach. She felt arms wrap around her and felt her hair being pulled back and out of her way. She relaxed in the embrace as she found herself getting sick again. When she was done she felt wiped out and completely exhausted. She moved back and found herself being held up by the strong pairs of arms. She looked up and found herself staring into the depths of Jack's rich brown eyes.