It's shorter than the last chapter but...
"Come on, Baby, you're going to catch a cold…" Jack said as she refused to take the dry clothes out of his hand for the third time. Sighing, he slipped the wet clothes off of her himself. He changed her into sweatpants and one of his shirts, then worked on calming her down. He led her over to the couch in the guest room, then sat down, pulling her down with him.
Kate curled up on her lap, resting her head against his chest. She listened to his soothing voice and her sobs soon turned into small hiccups. It felt good to cry it out, but now she felt sick again.
Jack slowly rocked her back and forth, whispering comforting words into her ear.
"He…he…he committed suicide…" Kate told Jack. "He wrote me a letter…"
Jack looked at her. "Kate…I'm so sorry…" he whispered, hugging her.
"I…I was thinking of doing the same thing…" Kate admitted. She stared at her feet.
Jack felt tears sting his eyes as soon as she said it. He knew this was hitting her hard, but since she really didn't talk about it, he hadn't known how hard until now. "Kate, don't…" he told her. "Killing yourself is not the answer…"
"Everything is so hard…" Kate told him through more tears. "My life sucks…Sawyer's dead…I'm not even aloud to raise my own daughter…"
Jack watched her, almost crying himself. He did everything in his power to try and make everything ok for her. He had risked everything when they got off the island so she wouldn't have to go to jail. He would do anything, and did everything for her. Yet here she was, telling him to his face, that her life sucked. "Kate, I'm sorry…" was all he could say.
Kate froze, knowing what she said had come out wrong. "Jack…that…it's…that's not how I meant it…" she told him.
Jack hugged her. "I'll get Jaden for you…I promise…" he whispered.
