Jack & Kate fan fiction
Written by
Elusive One
All made up. Characters, original plot is by the writers of "Lost."
Chapter Three: Lost Souls
Jack sat down and watched the campfire slowly begin to grow. He had been taken forward to the beach with the help of two other survivors who quickly found him and Shannon since they were just a few feet away.
"Hey," Kate smiled and sat beside him. She held out a cup of water.
"Thank you," Jack said and held onto the cup.
"Is your head feeling okay?" Kate asked.
Jack turned to her and smiled. "It's fine. Don't worry about it, Kate."
She smiled and looked at the fire. Jack looked at her a little longer and finally looked away. The two sat quietly for a couple of seconds until Jack stood up. "I'm going to go for a walk," Jack said.
Kate looked up at him, nodded and turned back to the campfire.
"Would you like to come?" Jack asked and held out his hand.
She looked at his hand and grabbed a hold of it, smiled and stood up. They let go and began to walk away from the others.
"How's the beach treating you?" Jack asked.
"Better than the real world, I guess."
"And yet you want to run away," Jack wondered. "The thing is Kate, something I can never figure out about you. We're so far away from the people we've known our whole life, we're so far away from the place we've committed any flaws and yet you're willing to take this whole time to make sure you get back there. Why don't you just stop running and take this whole thing in?" Jack asked.
"The thing is, Jack, I think you're running away as much as you're perceiving me as to…" Kate returned.
"Have you tasted the peanut butter Claire and Charlie got a hold of? I heard it's quite delicious," Jack attempted to change the subject.
"Oh, good one Jack," Kate laughed. "So, what is it about me that you don't like to check me out?" Kate joked.
Jack turned to her and smiled.
"You're Canadian, aren't you?" Jack pondered.
Kate laughed. "Yes, I am, actually. How did you know?" she asked.
"Out," Jack forced a Canadian accent. "About," Jack continued.
Kate laughed and playfully punched him on the arm.
"Hey, hey. I already have a huge bump on my head," Jack reminded her. "Look…" Jack stopped.
Kate stopped and turned to him.
"I'm fine. You and Sawyer…" Jack began.
Kate smiled as she allowed Jack to continue his personal thoughts.
"I'm glad that you'll have someone, you know?" Jack said.
"Yeah," Kate smiled and took his hand. "He means nothing to me, Jack. If you'd like to be glad that I have someone in this island… that someone would be you, Jack. Can't you see that? Can you ever?" Kate waited.
Jack let go of her hands. He slowly stepped closer to her and tucked her hair behind her ears. He smiled and held onto both sides of her face. He began to scan her cheeks with his thumb. "You asked me, why I never check you out…" Jack spoke softly. "The thing is, I do. Every single second I see you. I see your hands. I see your face. I see your lips, I see your eyes. I see… you," Jack spoke.
Kate smiled and looked into his eyes.
"I want to kiss you," Jack confessed.
She breathed heavily, "I want you to kiss me… too," Kate smiled.
They leaned forward and began to kiss passionately as the rain poured down on them.
As the sun was setting, clouds began to form. Kate looked up for a couple of seconds as rain began to pour down on her. She walked back into the caves and walked towards Jack, who was still resting. Kate grabbed the roll of thread from her pocket and lied down beside Jack and turned to him. She looked at his hand and held it, with the roll of thread between their hands. She smiled and waited for him to look and hold onto her too.
It's been a five days since she last looked into Jack's eyes.
It's been a five days since she last saw Jack move.