Jack & Kate fan fiction
Written by
Elusive One
All made up. Characters, original plot is by the writers of "Lost."
Chapter Five: Never ever
Michael walked up to Jack and introduced himself. He asked Jack if he could take a quick look at Walt's cuts from the fall that had taken a couple of days ago. Michael reminded him what had happened and what he did, the first time Jack took care of it.
"It's amazing though," Boone said.
"How so?" Shannon asked as she looked at Jack from a far. "Jack doesn't remember any of us."
"And yet he still knows how to do doctor stuff," Charlie said.
"He doesn't even remember he was the one who had taken care of it the first time Walt got the cut, before he headed out to the beach with Shannon," Claire reminded all of them.
"That is weird…" Boone cringed.
"It's like that movie!" Shannon remembered.
"What movie?" Boone turned to his sister.
"While You Were Sleeping!" Shannon exclaimed. "The guy fell onto the train tracks and fell into a coma. When he woke up, he didn't remember Lucy and yet he remembered his own name and his parents," Shannon explained.
Charlie laughed.
"What are you talking about? It was because Lucy wasn't who they said she was… he shouldn't have had any clue who she was…" Claire said.
"That's right, but remember the doctor said something about him suffering from…" Shannon paused
"Lacunar amnesia," Boone continued.
"What?" Charlie asked.
"Selective memory…" Claire turned to Charlie.
"Well, that makes sense," Charlie said.
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Later on that night, Kate checked on Jack's wound.
"Hey Kate, may I talk to you for a sec?" Claire asked her over.
Kate stood up. "You're head is doing quite well," she told Jack and walked towards Claire.
"Hey," Claire signaled her to sit beside.
Kate sat down and turned to Claire. "What's up?"
"I just wanted to know what Jack mentioned when he woke up?" Claire asked.
Kate looked at Jack and turned back to Claire. "He remembered the roll of thread," Kate told her.
"That's weird," Claire cringed.
"Actually… it was what was left of the roll of thread I used to patch up his wound that he encountered from the plane crash." Kate explained.
"He doesn't remember you though?" Claire asked.
"No. But he told me he's seen me before and he was sure of that. He even said he remembers seeing you and Hurley. Something about helping you with the baby and Hurley was there too," Kate told her.
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The morning after, Jack went with Locke to hunt as Kate began to pack her stuff to head back to the beach. While heading back to the beach, Kate saw Jack and stopped. He walked over to her. "You need some help with your bag?" Jack asked.
Kate smiled and noticed that Jack was still that same guy who would put others before him. "No, thank you."
"No, it's okay," Jack took the bag off Kate's back and carried it. "Where you going?" Jack and Kate began to walk.
"I'm going back to the beach, with the other survivors." Kate told him.
Jack stopped her by the arm. "Wait. Why?" Jack pondered.
"That's where I want to stay… Jack." Kate answered him and walked on.
"Wait, I'll come with you. Let me just get my stuff. I'll come with you…" Jack went in front of Kate.
Kate smiled and looked at Jack. "Jack, why? I mean, you've said that we're all better off in those caves…" Kate reminded him.
"I did? Okay, why don't you stay then? In the caves with me?" Jack asked.
"Wow," Kate smiled. "Look, I rather stay in the beach, so when we get rescued, there will be someone there to see whoever will rescue us, Jack." Kate told him.
He stood aside and allowed Kate through.
"I'll come with you," Jack quickly said. "I'll just get my stuff some other time," he told Kate and continued to walk with her.
Kate stopped Jack by the arm. "Look, Jack. I'm trying really hard here to help you remember things by letting them be the way it was. Why do you want to go to the beach? Look, Jack… just go back to the caves, okay?" Kate walked away.
Jack stayed and continued looking at Kate walk away. "Because…" Jack began.
Kate stopped and turned to him.
"Because… you'll be there," Jack said.
Kate smiled and walked back to Jack. She smiled and grabbed his arm, allowing him to walk with her.
"Where are you from?" Jack began to converse.
"Canada," Kate answered.
"I thought so," Jack smiled. "When you would say out or about, you had that accent," Jack continued.
Kate smiled.
Once Jack and Kate landed on the beach, Jack stopped her by the arm and turned her to him. "I was just wondering…" Jack began.
"What's that?"
"You didn't sleep beside me last night. It's just, when I woke up from that really long sleep, you were right there. Holding my hand," Jack asked her.
"Oh, um… I, look…" Kate couldn't find any words to explain to him any of that.
"It's okay. I guess, we're not together?" Jack said.
Kate laughed and smiled, "No… we're not."
"That's not good. It would've been easier. Very obvious though, why there is no way we are together. Well, do you want to grab some dinner. Maybe some boar?" Jack joked. He walked closer to her and tucked her hair behind her ears and began to lean closer.
"Thank you," Kate smiled.
"Hey, Jackass… Freckles!" Sawyer said from behind.
Jack stood still as his memories began to sink in. He remembered being taken care of by Kate, he remembered finding the caves, he remembered being trap in those caves, he remembered everything. He slowly turned to Sawyer and remembered taking care of the stab wound and remembered Sawyer telling him about the kiss he shared with Kate. He quickly turned to Kate and realized his hand on her face. He quickly placed his hand down and slowly began walking back. "I have… I have to go," Jack looked at Kate and turned away and began walking away from her and Sawyer.
Kate ran after Jack and grabbed him by the arm. "You remember? Don't you?" Kate asked. Jack turned around and nodded.
"I'm sorry for trying to kiss you. I should've known better. I guess the other me was willing to take that chance. Willing to no longer commit to…" Jack said.
Kate cringed and looked at Jack. "What?" She asked.
"I-I'm married… Kate," Jack confessed.