A/N: As usual, I have NO clue where I'm going with this…yet. Expect some angst soon…but I'm holding that for a few chapters. Just, argh…I'm a write some fluff…

Woot! I've got 3190 hits:D YAYNESS! 191 of those were for last chapter alone. yay. On other subjects...did you know that there's a Teletubbies fandom? With a whole 108 fics...thats well...a lot more than Threshold. Hmmph. The scariness...

Disclaimer: Man I wish I owned Lost. Have you seen the guys on Lost? Talk about hot:P

Two nights later Kate found herself lying restless on the bed in the guest room. What little sleep she had managed to get in small snatches, she awoke fearfully, in a cold sweat, sometimes crying, and one time she bit so hard on her lip, in fear that she could cry out for Jack, and he would come running. She didn't want him to see her like this.

Kate groaned, 3a.m., and all she could think about was being with Jack. Ghosts from her past still haunted her, during the night her senses were heightened with fear, the tiniest of noises made her jump. Perhaps someone had found her, knew what she'd done, fuck what the jury said, if someone wanted her, they'd get her, they could…Kate didn't want to think like that. She wanted to move on, to be with Jack, and be happy. But she still worried. She smiled; like an expert Jack could ease her fears and worries, with a look, a gentle caress, a hug and the brushing of his lips on her forehead.

Kate flipped over, buried her head in the pillow and blinked back the tears. They were stinging at her eyes, she was almost too scared to sleep, but too scared to lay awake. She tried to sleep, but it was more hassle than it was worth. Just trying to relax was hard enough. Kate kept tossing and turning, jolting awake every 10 minutes or so.

Eventually, half an hour late, Kate peeled back the covers and untangled herself from the sheets. She shivered as her feet hit the cold wooden floor, and ran to the door. She opened the door cautiously and looked up and down the hallway, as if she was expecting something…anything…to jump out from the shadows and grab her. When nothing moved, and nothing looked abnormal, the apartment quiet and the shadows calm and still; Kate ventured out into the hallway and shuffled along the corridor towards Jack's room.

She tapped lightly on the door and eased if open. She looked towards the bed and her eyes rested on Jack's peaceful form. His bed looked so tempting.

"Jack?" She called out softly in a quiet voice and stepped closer towards him. "Jack…" She gently laid a hand on his shoulder, to see if he was wake. She drew in a sharp breath as he stirred and stepped backwards.

"Kate?" Jack asked as he blinked, slowly opening his eyes and turning towards her.

"Oh…I…I'm sorry…I, didn't want to wake you…" Kate looked at her feet.

"Kate…" Jack flicked on the bedside light, sat up and looked at her. Instantly Kate noticed concern etched into his features. "Are you okay?"

"Ye…I don't…" Kate sighed and shook her head. She bit her lip and looked at him with fear in her eyes. "Not really…"

Jack slid over in the bed, and drew the covers back, "Come here."

Kate quickly ran towards the bed, and sat on the side. She turned to look at him and drew her legs up to her knees. He noticed the look of confusion on her face, and quickly drew her towards him, placing the covers over her. He slid back down, so that he was lying, he then pulled her down so that she was lying next to him, he kept one hand over her stomach, and with the other he caressed her cheek.

"Hey…Kate, what's wrong?" He placed a soft kiss on her temple and held on to her tight.

"I…I don't know…I was cold, and tired. I can't sleep…and…I…I'm scared. I'm all edgy and it's horrible. Jack…I…I really need you." She said and buried her face in his shoulder, finally letting the tears, which had been building up behind her eyes, out.

As she'd turned onto her side, he ran his hand comfortingly up and down her back, trying to calm her. He kissed her hair and whispered soothing words in her ear.

"Kate…its okay Kate, you're okay…I've got you. I'm not going to let anything hurt you. You know you're safe here."

Jack felt Kate nod against him and then pull back slightly. She looked up with bleary eyes but at least she'd stopped crying.

"Thank you…I'm sorry, Jack." She sniffled.

"I thought that's what I'm here for…" Kate smiled at that and he smiled back.

"Now," Jack started, "You know I won't make you if you don't want to…but will you tell me what this is all about." Kate drew back slightly and nodded. She moved her hand down to meet Jack's that was softly balancing on her hip; she took it in her hand, and watched as their fingers meshed together and intertwined.

"I…I just…I get scared sometimes. The past…my past…it haunts me, and I hate it. You know I might never be able to get away from it…" Kate looked up at him, wondering what his reaction would be.

"I know."

"I'm glad I'm free, but part of me doesn't think I should be. I've done bad things, perhaps not as bad as I was accused off; and the jury let me off…and I…" Kate paused and shook her head. "I lie awake at night, alone, and I can't sleep. When I do I get…nightmares, except, sometimes they're real, or almost real. I see people, and things I've done. And then I wake up, feeling edgy and scared, sometimes I wake up crying…" Kate bit her lip and looked down. "I stare at the ceiling, and all I can think is; what if someone decides the jury are wrong? What if someone finds out where I am and comes after me?"

"Oh Kate…" Jack leant over and kissed her cheek. "I won't let anyone get to you, I won't let anyone hurt you; I promise." He tilted her chin up. "Kate, no-one's coming after you, and no-ones taking you away from here…from me." Kate smiled weakly at him, and looked hard into his soothing brown eyes.

"You…you're amazing. You know that?" Kate sighed. "It amazes me that you're with me; that you want to be with me. I can't think why anyone, especially you, would want to be with someone like me, with so much…baggage." Kate looked back down, and shrugged.

Jack shook his head, and brought her head up to look at him again.

"Kate, you know none of that matters to me, you are all that matters. I don't care about what you have or haven't done; in face, sometimes I'm thankful. Everything you've ever done, it makes you who you are today; and I love who you are today." He tenderly brought his lips to hers and kissed her softly. "You know that Katie…"

Kate stopped him, looking almost hurt for a moment. If it were anyone else she would have shouted at him, slapped him maybe. But not Jack, it sounded right coming from him.

"No…no-one's called me Katie for years…not since Tom…"

"I'm sorry Kate; I didn't mean to…it just sort of slipped. I don't want to hurt you…" Jack apologized.

"Jack…it's fine. It sounded strange for a moment…but right. It sounded good coming from you, that way you said it. I always thought being called that would hurt so much…but it doesn't. It almost makes me feel like the old me again." Kate smiled at him, and then yawned. Jack smiled at her.

"I'm sorry for waking you up…but it really helped to talk about it…" Kate turned from him, "I'll probably be able to go back to sleep now…"

Jack reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist; he flipped off the light with his other hand, and pulled her back to the bed.

He pulled her close to him, and placed her head on his chest.

"You're not going anywhere tonight…"

"Ja-ack…I…I…I have a bed waiting for me…" Kate said, but made no move to get out of his embrace.

"So make that two beds." Jack smiled and kissed her hair.

"Jack."

"Kate, I'm serious. You're staying here, with me. That way; if you need me, you don't have to go anywhere. Kate, you should never worry about disturbing me; you're my girl, so you're the only one that's always allowed to disturb me without feeling guilty." Jack chuckled slightly and Kate nodded into his chest, and traced his jawline with her hand.

"Thank you." She whispered to him.

"And if it helps; you can sleep here tomorrow too…and the next night, and the next…"

"Is that an invitation?" Kate said smiling up at him.

"Oh yeah…it makes sense. I think…" Jack smiled back at her.

"Then I might just take you up on that offer." Kate said nestling against Jack's chest, getting comfortable. He just kissed her hand, before draping his arm over her, and neither of them said a word more. It wasn't long before Kate's breathing had evened out, and he knew that she was asleep. Jack, himself, smiled contentedly, as he slipped into dream world, glad that he had that affect on Kate. If he could have it his way; she'd never have to be scared, or hurt, or worried. If he could have it his way; they'd live happily ever after.

The next morning Jack woke before Kate, he settled himself so that he was lying on his side, his elbow on the bed and his hand propping up his head. He looked to the sleeping beauty beside him, and thought she looked so peaceful and beautiful…happy even. She had a small smiled on her face, so she can't have been dreaming about her past like she was crying over earlier. Jack smiled peacefully as he caressed her cheek and kissed her forehead.

As Kate stirred from her peaceful slumber Jack placed a kiss on her lips.

"Now that, a girl could get used to…" She sat smiling at him, opening her eyes to see him hovering over her.

"You'd better." Jack said meeting her lips for another kiss. "You look so…" Jack looked into her eyes, staring back at him serenely, "peaceful…beautiful…" Jack leant down again, but this time Kate pushed him back and rolled out from underneath him.

"Kate!" Jack complained as he fell into the pillows.

"As much as I love the compliments, and enjoy your kisses…I need coffee; and at the very least we need some toothpaste…" Kate smiled as Jack rolled over and mock pouted.

"Fine." Jack mumbled, stretching and brushing past Kate to go to the bathroom.

Kate also disappeared into her bathroom, and emerged 10 minutes later with clean teeth, neatly brushed hair, and clean clothes.

Kate slowly wandered into the kitchen to be greeted by Jack with an outstretched arm and a mug of coffee, just the way she liked it. She hopped up onto the counter top beside Jack, and as soon as she was settled quickly grabbed the coffee from Jack, smiling at him sweetly, all the while giving him a 'Mine!' look with her eyes.

"I'm sure this can't be healthy…" Jack muttered and then saw Kate's mock angry glare and shook his head, "Don't worry Katie, you can have your coffee. I know better than to come between you…" He patted her knee lightly and she swatted him away, half smiling.

"It's perfectly healthy Jack…Especially when coffee's as good as this."

"Yes Kate…" He kissed her softly. "Remind me to never take you to Starbucks…" He laughed quietly as her eyes lit up like a young child thinking of going to Disney.

"But Jaaaaaaack…" Kate smiled sweetly and batted her eyelashes; "Please? I really, really want a Starbucks…please." She grinned, "You know you love me." Kate sipped at her coffee and then placed it on the side next to her and stretched her arms around Jack's neck, bringing him closer to her.

"Oh Katie, Katie, Kate," Jack grinned. "It's for your own good. I'm only protecting you in the long run." He pushed a strand of hair back behind her hair and murmured, "Protecting the rest of the world from you, more like."

"I heard that!" Kate hit his chest lightly. "I'm not that bad!" Her face crumpled and a look of worry settled on her features. "Oh god…am I?" She bit her lip in anticipation.

"Relax Kate; you are not that bad. I understand that you love and need your coffee more than me. I know better than to question it." He smirked. "But it is fun to wind you up about it."

Kate sighed, "Quit smirking babe, doesn't suit you." With that she hopped off the counter and ducked under his arms, as she reached the door she turned back to him and smiled. "Leave that to me." Kate laughed as she collapsed into Jack's comfy couch.

Jack glared at her in mock annoyance, but inside he was smiling. The pure domestic-ness of the scene, it seemed to fit. She seemed to fit. Everything seemed so perfect with her here. Of course, it had been little over a week, in reality, but it felt so much longer, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Every move she made, every thing she said, the quips she made, the looks directed at him…it just seemed…so god damn right. Perfect, almost. As much as he knew it scared her, things were moving faster than intended, but it felt so right, so normal. Although she wouldn't admit it, she loved the way things were, loved being with him, loved being accepted and cherished; she loved him. Jack smiled as he sat on the sofa beside Kate and wrapped his arm around her shoulder as she curved towards him. Life was good…better than good. And he'd work as hard as could to make it stay that way. They'd been fairly serious before, but half of it was just island fun, island love…wasn't it? Now that they were back in the real world, with plenty of things to keep them grounded, it still seemed very similar. It even scared Jack just how much he felt for Kate, how much he loved her, how serious he was about her.

A/N: Aww…it's so cute and fluffy…man they need to get over it and get laid. :P I'm not sure where to go next. I've got big ideas…it's just, how to get there. I'm planning some angst, but ahh…I want to prolong the domestic bliss, if you will. God it's like they're already married.

Hmm…does anyone else think they're bonding over coffee to much in this fic?

Okay…I need a favour…and before you throw rocks at me (please don't they DO hurt – if you kill me I can't write no more Jateness) this HAS to happen for the story to pan out. We need some angst. Right…it turns out I SUCK at writing fights…I just can't think. What can Jack and Kate fight about? Please let me know if you have any ideas.

I love you all so much for reviewing my fic so far. I've thanked most people personally (as personal as you can get with a review reply), but I haven't, thank you – I appreciate the review.

And being stuck in this…limbo…between seasons 1 and 2 is killing me. I'm all GAH for the Jateness…or lack thereof in the limbo. Does anyone know when S2 comes to the UK? And Spring doesn't help. Hmmph.