Separated

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A/N: Okay this is the absolute saddest of all the chapters in here. Please R&R, as always.

Katarina's eyes fluttered open into the darkness of the bunkroom. However the only faces that met hers were that of Elizabeth, Will, and Jack. She sat herself bolt upright.

"Sawyer!," she cried. "Where is he?!"

"On the island," Jack replied as smoothly as possible.

"What?! Beckett, Norrington...the fight...what happened?" Katarina was speaking so quickly she didn't even finish her sentences.

"You saved us all," said Will "one more minute in that fight and I might have died."

"You saved Alex too," said Elizabeth.

"Like I said," Will said "you saved us all."

"What about the fight?!," Kat cried.

"When you used the box they got stuck on the island...along with Sawyer. Except those two are there for good," Will said.

Katarina couldn't take this, she rushed to the deck in disbelief. As she ran to the stern and looked at the coast shrinking into the distance, she could feel tears welling in her eyes. Sure enough, she could just barely see Sawyer sitting on the beach.

"Sawyer!!," she screamed. "SAWYER!!" It was no use, he couldn't hear her. Jack, Will, and Elizabeth watched the scene from behind her. Her screams were nearly unbearable to hear, of all the things they'd heard, nothing had ever sounded this anguished. "SAWYER !!" Katarina turned and looked at each of them, her heart feeling as though it'd been torn to shreds. This was too much for her, she fled to the bunk room. Katarina knew she'd never see Sawyer again, and it was too much. For the first time in the year since she had come aboard Jack's ship, Katarina buried her head in her pillow...and cried. Breaking Point.

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Sawyer looked painfully out at the horizon, he watched the Pearl shrink into the distance. Beckett and Norrington were nowhere to be seen and quite frankly he didn't care about them at all. He turned from the horizon, unable to bare the pain he was feeling. Mournfully he walked over to the box, the sand around it was the color of blood, Kat's blood. He had witnessed it all, seen her go to put the lockets in, seen the man sneak up on her and slice her arm. Seen her literally disappear along with the rest of his friends and seen the Pearl sail away. He had seen it all and had stood there helpless. Sawyer walked over to the box and looked at Kat's locket. A lump swelled in his throat and he had tears in his eyes. Being careful not to touch the box he took both the lockets out of the indent. He layed Kat's locket aside and opened Jack's, it held a picture of a little three year old girl. She was wearing her long blond hair in a small pony tail and she was wearing a long white dress. She was sitting in the lap of a woman wearing a burgundy dress with long blond locks resting gently on her shoulders. Both of the girls were wearing the same oval shaped locket with a Jolly Roger on the front. Sawyer smiled, it was Kat and her mom. He closed it and slid it in his pocket.

Now he picked up Katarina's locket. He held it delicately in his fingers like it was a precious treasure worth all the gold in the world. He closed the locket, kissed it, and closed his fist around it.

"I will find you Kat," he said. And once again he turned to watch the Pearl sail slowly into the sunset.

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It wasn't until the next morning that Katarina stopped crying. She hadn't slept all night. Numbly she set up and wiped her eyes. She was shaking as if she was about to be sick. Nothing in all her life had ever affected her like this. It struck a wrong note that resounded through her to her very core. Finally she hiccuped and let a fresh batch of tears leak out of her eyes. At last she managed to stop the tears and sucked in air hard to keep herself together. She finally wrapped her mind around the fact that he was gone and no amount of tears would change that. With one last deep breath she pulled herself to her feet and stumbled from the bunk room towards the deck.

Katarina was surprised to find that it was Gibbs who stood at the helm. Slowly she walked towards him.

"Where's my dad?," she asked quietly.

"He went to his cabin last night and hasn't been out since."

"Why?!," Kat said shocked. "Is something wrong? Is he okay?!," she said distressed.

"There's nothing wrong lass. It was just, you practically killed him when you cried."

"What?," she said confused.

"Of all the things you'd been through on this ship you'd never shed a tear. You were tough to the core. As soon as he saw you sobbing, and screamin the little lad's name and all...it tore 'im up. I tried to talk to 'im and all he could say was 'Gibbs,' he said to me. He said 'I don't deserve a daughter like her. I don't deserve to even be around her'. And then he looked at me, and he was startin' to cry and he said 'This was going too far. I've never wanted to hurt her or see her hurt ever. That's why I've done everything I've ever done for her. I should've been able to see she loved that boy more than anything else. I should've left Will and Elizabeth to their little problems. I should've just let her be happy with him'. You know Miss Katarina, I think that Jack loves you more than anything else in the world. He never meant anything by what he did."

"I know," Kat said quietly. "I've got to go see him." Katarina turned numbly and started to walk away when Gibbs stopped her.

"You really were the only one who could've saved that family, you know that?" Katarina turned back to look at him. "All the rest of us on board, we're too numb to feel, let alone love. What you did was great of you Kat. It really was." Katarina nodded and smiled as she walked down the stairs and knocked on Jack's cabin door. There was a muffled reply in response to her knock. Kat composed herself as best she could before trying again.

"Leave me be!"

"Jack...it's Kat." There was a muffled thumping and then he answered the door. He let her in and Katarina had to gasp. The dark khol he usually had around his eyes was streaked and smudged. Something like those women in soap opera's that have mascara lines. "My God," she said breathlessly as she sat down next to him in front of his desk. "Were you crying?!" Jack nodded and another tiny tear rolled from his eye. Katarina reached up and wiped it away with her thumb.

"I shouldn't have the right to ask Kat," he began gently.

"Ask what?," she said shocked. "What the hell more could you possibly take from me?!" Jack looked like those words had been a dagger to his heart.

"Your forgiveness," he said quietly. Kat felt like an idiot for snapping so easily and threw her arms around him instantly.

"Oh Jack," she said into his shoulder. "Dad," she whispered. "I love you more than you'll ever know. There's nothing to forgive." He pulled her out of the hug and looked at her face gently.

"I don't deserve a daughter as good as you," he said. Kat grinned at him broadly.

"Well that makes us even then doesn't it?," she said quietly. "I don't deserve a dad as great as you."

A/N: Awwwww! Okay the next chapter will be my last so stay tuned for the final installment of this story. Please Review.