I actually had this done a few days ago, but my laptop broke. I just finally got access to my other computer, so here you go ;)

In this farewell
there's no blood
There's no alibi
'Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth
of a thousand lies
-What I've Done, Linkin Park

"Edward... Edward Mars?" Kate repeated in shock.

"Do I need to spell it out for you?" Spencer retorted. "Yes, Edward Mars. Or, as you probably know him, Agent Mars."

Kate shook her head. "I don't understand. The only times I ever met him were the two times he captured me. He wasn't in love with me."

Spencer gave her another chill inducing smile. "He didn't have to see you. He was in love with the idea of you, the chase. And all I ever heard about is how he'd do anything to catch Kate Austen."

Kate closed her eyes. She had always believed that the marshal's interest in her was borderline obsessive, but love?

"So, I finally left him," Spencer went on. "Even though I was still in love with him, I couldn't stand to see him so infatuated with another woman. He didn't understand, but I filled him in. Told him exactly why I was leaving him, and he didn't take it very well. I think it made him even more determined to find you."

"Look," Kate told her. "I'm sorry about your husband, but I don't see how this is my fault. I never did anything to make him want me. All I did was run."

"Exactly," Spencer shook her head slowly. "That's exactly what he loved. He knew he couldn't have you, and it made him want you that much more." She paused again. "I didn't really want a divorce. When I left him, I just wanted him to realize how much he would miss me. It didn't work. He told me that I was right, and that he was sorry for everything."

Her eyes had begun to take on the angry look they had first held when Kate woke up. "The bastard divorced me! And he still loved you!" She took a deep breath, as if trying to calm down. "So when I saw a research project that needed volunteers, I thought it would be the perfect time to leave. I've always loved science, and I never wanted to see Ed again. Do you know where that 'research project' brought me, Kate? Here!" She shouted, shaking by now. She took yet another deep breath, trying to steady herself.

"And now I can't leave. All I wanted to go back home and try and work things out with my husband. But no, because of you, I'm here and he's dead!" She reached into her back pocket, and Kate let out a gasp as the gun was pointed at her face. "So, Kate, I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill you."

Meanwhile, Jack and Juliet looked on in the monitor room. They saw that Spencer was talking, and impatiently waited for Jeff to get there.

"Come on, Jeff," Juliet muttered under her breath.

Suddenly, Spencer pulled out the gun. "Jesus!" Jack shouted. "What the hell is taking him so long?"

"I don't... I don't know," replied Juliet.

"Take me to wherever Kate's being held," Jack demanded.

"I can't do that, Jack," Juliet replied.

"Damn it, Juliet, I'm not going to sit here and watch her die!" He yelled.

"By the time we get there, it'll be too late," she snapped, then seemed to realize she had used such a harsh tone. "I'm sorry, Jack, but we just have to wait for Jeff."

Jack paced back and forth, wracking his brain for ideas. Suddenly, he thought of something.

"Does Spencer have one of those walkies?" Jack asked.

"She should," Juliet replied.

"Well, call her! Distract her until Jeff can get there," he demanded.

Juliet quickly pulled out her walkie, pressing some buttons into it. Finally a crackling voice was heard. "What?"

Jack looked the monitor, and saw that Spencer had the walkie to her mouth, gun still trained on Kate.

"Spencer? It's Juliet," she told her, trying to keep her voice steady. "I need some help with Shephard, he's being difficult."

At Jack's sharp look, Juliet shook her head to tell him she was bluffing. Relief filled him as he realized she wasn't backstabbing him.

"I'm a little bit occupied right now," Spencer replied.

"Spence, I really need your help!" Juliet told her, raising her voice in mock fear. "He's out of control!"

For emphasis, she took out her gun and fired three shots into the wall, the sound echoing through the room. In the walkie, they could hear a distant shout of "No!"

It was Kate, Jack realized, and she thought he was dead. Jack widened his eyes at Juliet, and then returned his gaze to the monitor. Kate was sobbing in the corner, and he could hear her cries through the walkie.

"Kate!" he shouted, and he could see her startled face on the monitor. Juliet turned to him, mouth gaping, and he realized what he had done. Spencer was now aware that they knew she had Kate.

"Damn it," Juliet muttered, turning off the walkie. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes.

"Why can't we go after her?" Jack asked. "It can't take that long, and it's better than nothing!"

"Because we're not on the same island!" Juliet exclaimed. "We're on a smaller island off the coast, and she's on the main one. Jeff's already over there, but there's no way we would get there in time!"

Jack dropped his head into his hands helplessly. "She's going to die, isn't she?" he said weakly. "Who is that woman?"

"Spencer," Juliet replied. "She's usually a pretty decent person, so I don't understand why she's trying to kill your friend."

"Fiancée," Jack corrected her, forgetting for a moment that it wasn't true.

Juliet gave him a look of sympathy. "I'm sorry."

Jack just closed his eyes, hating the fact that there was nothing he could do. "How long does it take to get to the other island?" he asked, in one last attempt.

"To where she's being held? Almost a day," she replied with a frown, and he felt his last hope being shattered.

"So there's no way-" Jack stopped midsentence, staring at the monitor. "Look!"

While Spencer had just been talking most of the time, he had kept an eye on the monitor. Now, looking back, he saw Jeff sneaking up behind her.

The both dashed towards the monitor, faces inches away from the screen. "What's he going to do?" Jack asked.

"He won't kill her," Juliet replied. "But he might-"

She didn't need to finish her sentence. Jeff raised his gun and shot Spencer in the leg, sending her falling to the ground. He quickly ran over and took her gun away.

Jack collapsed into the chair, breathing heavily. Juliet smiled at him. "She's okay now. Jeff will take care of her."

Jack sat up. "No. I need to see her. I don't care how long it takes, we'll get there."

"Jack, I can't bring you there," Juliet said regretfully.

"I'll do anything. Anything you want," he pleaded.

Her face took on a thoughtful look. "Really?" she said slowly. "Would you be willing to do me a favor?"

"Anything," Jack confirmed.

Juliet smiled. "Okay then. But I need your word that you won't back out, no matter what it is."

"What do you want me to do?" Jack asked warily.

"Just promise me, Jack," Juliet replied.

"Fine, okay. Just take me to Kate."

Kate waited impatiently for Jeff to untie her, tears running down her face. Spencer sat in the corner, her own hands and legs now tied.

"I'm really sorry about this," Jeff told her awkwardly, and she nodded.

"Where's Jack?" she asked. All she could think about were the gunshots she had heard and him calling her name. "I need to talk to him."

"I don't-" Jeff started, but Kate interrupted.

"Your walkie. Please?" she asked. Jeff nodded reluctantly, dialing something than handing her the walkie.

"Hello?" came a woman's voice.

"Are you with Jack?" she asked shakily, hoping she wasn't speaking to his murderer.

"Kate!" She heard his voice in the distance, then closer as he seemed to now hold the walkie. "You're okay?"

She took a shaky breath, thrilled to be hearing his voice. "Yeah, Jack, are you? I heard gunshots."

"I know; it was a trick. We were trying to hold that woman off," he told her.

"You know about her?" she asked in confusion.

"We saw the whole thing on a monitor." His voice got lower, and began to tremble slightly. "I thought she was going to kill you."

"I thought you were dead too," she told him, the tears returning suddenly.

"I'm coming Kate, tomorrow afternoon at the latest. I promise, I won't let anything happen to you." His voice radiated confidence that hadn't been there before, and she felt herself smile.

"Okay," she replied. "Be careful."

"You too," he responded. "I'm giving the walkie back to Juliet now, but I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Yeah," she agreed. "Goodbye, Jack."

"Bye, Kate."

Sorry about the lack of jate interaction, but there will be plenty next chapter. And for those concerned, I think I've gotten rid of any worry about jacket happening here. But I promise, THERE WILL BE NO JACKET :)