A/N: It's been a while, but I didn't leave it as long as I have done before...read, enjoy and review!


"Sarah."

"Hi Jack." She greeted him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked with a harsher tone that he'd originally intended.

"I came to tell you that I'm sorry. I want you back, Jack…" She told him, her voice wavering.

"No." He shook his head. "I don't think so, that's not going to happen." Sarah frowned.

"Why the hell not?" She asked him.

"Because…" He started only to be interrupted by his wife.

"Jack, hon, who's at the door?" Kate asked him walking up behind him; she wrapped her arms around his waist, and kissed his neck, before turning to the person at the door. "Hi."

"Who's that?" Sarah asked Jack.

"Katie, this is Sarah, Sarah, Kate." Jack introduced them.

"New girlfriend?" She asked, wincing slightly. Jack wasn't meant to be with another woman, he was meant to be with her.

"Not quite…" Jack smiled.

"Wife, actually." Kate said with a proud grin, flattening her hand against Jack's chest to show off her rings.

"Oh." Sarah's eyes widened and anger flooded through her veins. "When on Earth did you get married, Jack?"

"Five weeks ago." He told her, wrapping his arm around Kate who'd come to stand by his side, curious to the whole situation.

"You move fast. We only broke up six months ago." Sarah reminded him.

"We do things differently." Jack smiled at Kate.

"So, ex-girlfriend?" Kate asked, putting the pieces together.

"Ex fiancée, actually." Sarah informed Kate.

"Really, huh?" Kate said in a strange tone that Jack couldn't quite place yet.

"Really." Sarah frowned, how could Jack move on from her so fast? They'd been so in love, at least she'd thought so. "Were you sleeping with her, when we together?" She turned to Jack.

Kate burst out laughing and Jack shook his head. "No." He chuckled. "It's a long story, but we're happy." He said, and Kate nodded.

"Lunch will be ready in 5." Kate told him, before walking away. Jack's face crumpled in confusion.

"But…"

"Five minutes Jack!" She yelled out to him, sounding slightly pissed. Right, she was uncomfortable with the ex-fiancée showing up out of the blue. So was he.

"Well, unless you've got anything important to say, you should leave." Jack told Sarah, starting to close the door.

"Wait, Jack…I love you. Don't do this, you can't…I love you, I'm sorry for calling it off…I just, I want you back, Jack." Sarah said desperately.

"Sarah," he sighed, "I'm married, happily married."

"No, you can't move on that fast. You can't get engaged and married in 6 months. It doesn't work like that." She refused to believe him.

"Actually, Sarah, it can. My wife could prove you wrong." Jack shook her head. "You have to forget it."

"I won't forget it! I still love you…oh my god…" She said in realisation. "You got her pregnant, didn't you?"

"Pregnant, Katie?" Jack laughed. "No, I just love her."

"Hhmph." Sarah sulked, crossing her arms. "I don't believe that."

"Jack! Lunch!" Kate called.

"Coming babe!" He shouted back. "Tough. I have to go." Jack said closing the door.

-

"What was that all about?" Kate asked him, as he came to meet her in the kitchen, minus lunch.

"Jack." He mumbled.

"No, me Kate, you Jack." She smirked.

"Katie…" He sighed, looking at her with sad eyes. "I need a drink, please."

"Still going to tip me?" She asked, with an eyebrow raised.

"Always." He forced a smile.

She handed him a drink, and followed him to the couch.

"Who is she?" Kate asked.

"Ex-fiancé." Jack said, staring at the ice in his drink.

"Want to talk about it?" She asked him, softly running a hand through his short hair.

"No." He told her.

"Okay." She smiled.

"She left me." Jack changed his mind. "Just upped, and left, decided she didn't want to marry me after all. And now she decides to show up…" Jack shook his head.

"I'm sorry, hun." She said sympathetically.

"I'm over it."

"Jack." She said firmly, knowing from the way he was acting, that he was definitely not over it.

"Or I was…I just…you know what she said to me, just now?" He turned to face Kate.

"No, what?"

"She wants me back." He told her with a hurt look on his face.

"Oh." Kate said, staring at him in shock.

"She told me she's sorry, that she loves me, and that she wants me back." Jack sighed, deflated. "And I told her, I told her I was happily married, that I wanted to be with you. And she just told me she loves me and wants me back. "

"And…" Kate pushed, not letting her emotions slip.

"And what?" He asked confused.

"What about you?" She said, her voice now chocked with tears. "Do you want her back?"

"No, Katie…no." Jack said quickly, pulling her into his arms. "I want you; you're the one I want to be with." He said kissing her hair. "The only one I want to be with, Katie."

"Good." She laughed through her tears.

"I love you, you know that?" He told her, and she nodded.

"I'm sorry, I just…"

"It's okay baby, I understand." He said kissing her softly.

"I just, I got scared when you said she wanted you back. I…I love you too." She whispered, not quite used to being so open with her feelings and saying those three words.

"I know you do." He kissed her forehead. "We're going to be alright, Katie. We're going to stick together, I promise."


For the next five days, things seemed to be going fine on the surface, however, Kate was feeling insecure, and Jack seemed distant and confused.

"Katie, Katie…baby, what's wrong?" Jack asked her one night, as she walked back into the bedroom after having changed into pyjama bottoms and a tank top. Kate sighed, looking at him tearfully.

"I…I've been thinking." She told him.

"About what?" He asked gently, patting the spot on the bed next to him, but she shook her head.

"Us…you…Sarah." She looked to the floor.

"I already told you…"

"I think you should go back to her." She said, and looked up at him, her cheeks now tearstained.

"Katie, that's ridiculous. Why would you think that?" He asked her, confused. He'd told her, every night since that day, that it was her he loved and wanted to be with, and he thought she believed him.

"She's one of those vindictive bitch, types…I can tell." She admitted. "Jack, she'll stop at nothing to get you back. And you know I can't compete with her. Please Jack, you don't love me…don't make me do this. I don't want to pretend anymore, it'll only hurt more when you do leave me." She told him, and he felt his heart ripping apart inside.

"Katie, I am not going to leave you, ever. I promise." He told her firmly.

"I wish I could believe that." She said, sitting on the floor, leaning back against the wall.

"I wish you did too, Katie." He shook his head. "I don't understand why you think I'm going to leave you."

"Because…" She started, drawing in a deep breath. "Because you don't love me. You might like me, you might fancy me, and you might think I'm sexy, but you don't love me Jack." She sighed. "We were drunk when we got married; we've only been an item for like, two months…" She shook her head. "You should go back to her; you deserve your happy ending."

"Kate." Jack sighed. "I am happy, don't you see that? I want you to be my happy ending."

"No you don't." She said, her voice muffled as her head leant against her arm, which rested on her knees.

"Oh Katie, Katie, Katie…" Jack moved to sit beside her.

"Don't." She said, and put up a fight as he tried to pull her into his arms, but eventually gave up and collapsed into him.

"You're so wrong, babe." He kissed her hair. "We may not have done things right, but things are good, things feel right, don't they."

"They did." She admitted in a low whisper.

"But they don't anymore?" He asked her.

"No." was all she said.

"What happened, Katie, when did things change?" He asked her, holding her close.

"When she turned up, when you grew distant…"

"I didn't mean to, I'm sorry." He told her. "I was just surprised."

"You were? What about me?" She shouted.

"I know, I'm sorry." He kissed her temple.

"Are you?" She asked him quietly.

"You know I am."

"No, Jack, I don't. I don't know anything, anymore." She sobbed, against him.

"Hey, hey…calm down, and we'll talk about this in the morning, yeah?" He said standing up, taking her with him, and walking over to the bed, placing her down before getting in himself. "For now let's just sleep baby."

"Okay." She sniffled.

Jack pulled her into his arms, and when she turned to lay her head on his chest, his hold on her tightened, and placing a kiss on her hair he whispered. "I do love you Katie."

The next morning Kate awoke, to find herself wrapped tightly in Jack's arms, and felt the tears spring to her eyes as she knew what she had to do next wouldn't be easy. First she kissed his chest, then his neck, and cheek, and finally she gave him a quick peck on the lips. Their last kiss. After making sure Jack hadn't stirred, Kate carefully, unwrapped herself from being tangled in his arms, and rolled out of bed.

She grabbed a bag, and in it put her clothes and a photo of her and Jack, happy, together. She exited the room with her suit case, and placed it by the door. She walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of juice and an apple for breakfast. She sat down at the counter, with a pen and a pad of paper to write Jack a letter.

Before leaving, she quietly walked back into their room, and placed the note on his bedside table. She sighed heavily, as she twisted off her rings, and placed them a top the piece of paper. "I'm so sorry Jack." She whispered, stroking his arm, lovingly. "I love you." She said as tears traced their way down her cheeks.

"Love you too, Katie." He murmured, stirring and Kate felt her breath hitch in her throat, and her heart stop. He couldn't wake up, not now. Not until she'd left, he just couldn't.

Kate let out a sigh of relief as he turned over and fell back asleep. She called his name just to check, and when he said nothing, she knew that she was safe. She dropped another kiss onto his cheek, as she stood up to leave. "See you, Jack." She whispered closing the door behind her.

That same morning, Jack woke up, and stretched his arm to pull Kate towards him. Jack frowned 'That's strange.', he thought, when he felt no warm body lying beside it, in its place only a cool pillow. Jack rolled over, and worry flooded him, when he spotted her rings, the diamonds and emeralds sparkling in the mid morning sun.

"Oh, Katie…" He whispered sitting up, checking the room for any signs of her, before reaching out to pick up her rings and the piece of paper beneath them. Dread flowed through his veins, mixing with his blood, easing into every fibre of his being as he slowly read the note.

Dear Jack

I'm sorry this couldn't work out. I knew we'd rushed things, that morning in Vegas. It was great while it lasted though, but it would have come to this eventually...

You're going to make her a very happy woman, and I've no doubt you'll be a wonderful husband to her, as you've been to me. Maybe even more so. I just really hope you're happy Jack. I'm going to miss you, so much.

I just thought you should have your rings back. I know you'll say they're mine, because you gave them to me...but not really...they were brought with your money, so you should have them back. Do what you like, pawn them, give them to her, whatever. I don't want, or need them. It's only going to hurt more if I keep them.

I really wish things didn't have to come to this. I really wish we could stay together, and be happy, I really do. I wish I could believe everything you said last night, but I just…I can't. Something inside of me, just tells me you will leave me eventually if I stay, and I really think it's better to end things now, than to wait until we're any more attached, and more in love. I just hope you realise how much this hurts right now, Jack. You've been so good, and kind, and sweet to me. And now I'm sitting here, in the kitchen, crying my eyes out writing you a goodbye letter, because there's no way I can tell this to you to your face. I know you think I'm strong, and I know I appear strong, but when it comes down to you, Jack Sheppard…I'm not as strong as I wish I was.

You really have been the perfect guy to me, and I just hope she appreciates you half as much as I do. It breaks me to have to do this, but if I don't…it's just going to get worse. Perhaps it will be easier for me to walk out, than for you to tell me you don't want me anymore. I don't think that's something I'll ever want to hear. So I'm giving you the easy way out. I'll learn to live without you, I'll learn to forgive you. Trust me Jack, it is easier this way. Now you can go be with her, like you want to be, without worrying about hurting me. Because I know you, that's what you do. You worry.

Well, you don't have to worry about me again. Ever. Maybe. If we are meant to be, then I believe we will find each other again. But…not now…we rushed into things, and now karma's come to get us. We were crazy, drunken fools, Vegas should never have happened. I had a wonderful time while it lasted, but now…I have to say goodbye. I need to do this, I need to leave, and let you be with that Blonde Bitch. I want you to be happy. Make her happy, like you made me.

You're a wonderful man Jack, and I'm so thankful for that.

I love you Jack Sheppard.

Love,

Katie