Hands of Healing

Amazingly Jack had been quiet since she finished cleaning him up. He never opposed anything she was doing. He sat perfectly still as her fingers brushed over the bruises. He would wince here and there causing Kate to stop. She began to think there was nothing to do to help him. She would just have to let him suffer through it. Then she had and idea. It was risky with everyone around them, but she just wanted to help him.

Hesitant she knew Jack would have a problem with what she was about to do. Taking a deep breath she leaned forward. He could feel her breath on his back. As she touched her lips to his sweaty skin she lightly kissed the bruised skin. He instantly felt it, but couldn't put his finger on what it was. As she slowly kissed up his spine her hand led the way lightly caressing. Making her way up to his neck her finally realized what she was doing.

"Kate?' He whispered turning back to her. She looked up from what she was doing. The look she gave him was all he needed to tell him not to worry about it. But he did.

He didn't care to show off in form of the others. They would start talking and one thing to another it would fall on attentive ears.

Crawling in front of him they gazed into each other's eyes. She took a deep breath as she placed her hands around his jaw. Leaning in to his forehead she grazed her lips against the cut. Tenderly brushing her lips over it. Soothing it. The salt taste of his sweat on her lips was no bother to her. Slowly she left butterfly kisses down the side of his face. Every muscle along his face relaxed under her lips. Telling her it was helping him.

Kissing along his jaw line she came to the side of his lips. She pulled away opening her eyes. Retrieving her breath she leaned in again pressing her lips to his. His lips were different from what she had remembered. With their first kiss his lips were soft and now they were dry.

No matter to her the kiss was a kiss weather or not his lips suited hers. Playing her lips over his he seemed not to hesitate as she tilted her head gaining access to his mouth. Dipping the tip of her tongue into his mouth she felt him pull back.

She felt bad for what she had done. Pulling back she felt him gently press his forehead against hers. With a gentle smile upon his lips she feel ok with what she had done. The two sat there for a moment trying to regain their breath as they stared intensely into each other's eyes.

Again moving in she nibbled lightly on his lower lip. A light moan escaped his lips. Sitting back she looked up to see Sayid standing behind them trying to cover up a smile. Jack dipped his head down towards her should barley resting it there.

"Is he…" Sayid began as he composed his laughter.

"Is he all right?' He finally got out.

"He's al-' Kate started being broke off by Jack.

"I'm fine.' Jack replied as he looked back to Sayid. Whose eyes wondered down to Jack's back.

"Well it doesn't look that way from here." He said seeing the long bandage and bruises. Kate kept quiet as she watch the two.

"Your back is pretty torn up my friend." Sayid said as jack turned back to Kate who tried hard not look at him. Sayid saw the tension in their look.

Taking that as his time to leave he gave Kate a smile as he turned and walked away.

As she watching him walk away she looked back to Jack's looming stare.

"How bad is it?" He asked her demanding on his voice.

"You have a gash as long as your back. Barley missed your spine.' She whispered looking down.

"Your spine is bruised pretty badly. You won't be able to sleep on it for a while." She explained looking back up to him. He said nothing after that.

Getting up Kate cleaned up the mess her made. Throwing all the bloody cloths into the dirty laundry pile she looked behind Jack to his shirt that lay on the ground. She quickly walked over and scooped it up she hid I quickly. Walking back over she reached out for Jack. Extending his hand she grabbed it in hers. Using all of her weight she pulled him up.

Turning around she picked up the rest of the materials she put them back.

'Can you hand me that?" Jack asked from behind her. She turned around to see him pointing at something. Looking back he pointed to a red shirt sitting next to his black leather bag.

Walking over she picked it up and handed it to him. She carefully pretended not to watch him as he pulled it over his head. It intrigued her.

"What?' Jack questioned her.

"Nothing.' She shrugged off as she shook her head. Walking past him she said nothing. He followed shortly behind her.