First off I wanna apologize for not updating my story recently, I didn't die, and no I still love you all. But my computer with my story on it totally did a wipe out. I crashed and it's now in the shop being fixed. So whenever I get it back I'll put up 3 chapters for y'all.

Now as a token of peace, I bring you a short little story I wrote because I'm totally bored outta my mind.

Broken Promises

Chapter 1(of 4)

Seeds of Hope

"Gross lil' greenish-gray thingies?" Kate asked, not looking at the objects Jack had placed in her hand, but she recognized the obscure feeling of the small seeds.

"Nope, these are slimy little bluish-black things," he smiled as her eyes caught his; he noticed a mischievous glint in them before she looked down at the small pile of seeds in her hand.

"Guava seeds," a smile lit her face, and it brightened, the sleepless nights that dimmed her enthusiastic eyes not as noticeable for those few seconds.

She was glancing at him, unsure of what to do next. Jack quickly joked, "What's a garden without guava seeds?" She laughed; Jack couldn't tell if it was forced or just reflexive.

She stood from kneeling beside the clear pond. The water was falling from above and made a relaxing babbling sound as it bounced off the many rocks, "I'd better go plant these now," Kate explained.

Jack's smile didn't leave his face but that tiny glimmer that shone in his eyes, seemed to disappear.

"Do you want to come with me?" Kate asked shyly looking away from him to the path where the quant garden was located.

"Sure," Jack replied and stood up as well.

They began to walk through the crowded vegetation of the jungle. There were so many different types of plants, in different shapes and colors. But all the castaways knew better then to take any unknown species for granted, they could be dangerous.

"Do you think Sun minds you helping her garden?" Jack asked as he looked over at Kate, she seemed deep in thought.

"I don't think so, she would've shooed me away already if I was bugging her," Kate explained.

She pushed a large canopy leaf out of the way as they entered the flourishing gardens area. But it was extremely different; all the plants had been trample on or ripped out. The dirt had been kicked around, the garden had been ruined.

Kate looked at the mess that had once been Sun's beautiful garden, "What did this?" she asked looking at the tiny mulched plants.

Jack sighed when he saw the mess, "Maybe a boar?" he answered the best he could.

"I don't think a boar could do this, every single plant is ripped up, the dirt is thrown all over, someone did this on purpose," She explained as she gathered up the remains, beginning to rebuild the broken garden.

"Kate, who would want to wreck the garden?" Jack asked helping her pick up the remains.

"I would," A voice spoke to them.

Immediately they both looked up at the silhouette of a person emerging from the nearby foliage. Kate froze immediately, as fear swept through her. The man was about six feet tall, and he looked all too familiar.

Jack stood, "Where the hell is Claire?" he asked furiously.

"Now, now Jack," Ethan shook a finger at him, "You're not in the position to be asking questions. I mean here we are, yards away from the others, you with a backpack, me with a knife," Ethan paused and brandished the weapon attached to his belt, "And I really want to hurt you this time, so let's settle down a bit."

Jack set his jaw angrily, he wanted to hurt Ethan badly, but he wasn't an idiot. He stood glaring at Ethan who just laughed at his meager attempt to frighten.

"To answer you're last question, Claire is fine, for now," he explained manically, then turned his attention to Kate, who was still kneeling on the ground, "You'd better get up, I don't want you running back to camp when I'm not looking," he demanded.

Kate stood up slowly and moved herself behind Jack. She never liked being protected, but something about Ethan made her skin crawl.

"I love what you guys have done with the caves," Ethan joked as he moved towards them, "You've turned it into one big sunny garden."

"What do you want, Ethan?" Jack questioned once again his eyes glaring at Ethan so hard that they could've burnt holes through him.

"Not what," Ethan corrected, "who," he said then looked at Kate. Her eyes widened with fear, which made Ethan's smile broaden.

Jack shook his head and harshly told, "No."

"No, what?" asked Ethan, he was finding this all to amusing.

Jack stepped in front of Kate protectively, "There's no way in hell she going anywhere with you," Jack declared.

"That's fine because I was more focused on taking her," Ethan explained, "I could get rid of you so quickly, but I figured I might give the ragtag group of survivors a chance to keep their only doctor, in exchange for their convict."

"She's not going anywhere," Jack said strictly.

"Fine," he sighed and pulled out his knife.

"Wait," Kate interrupted the coming situation, "I'll go with you," she said quietly.

"I thought you would," Ethan added placing the knife back.

She started to walk forward but Jack's hand caught her own, holding her back. She turned around and looked into his eyes, worry almost exploded out of them.

"Jack I'll be fine," she promised, a strange look was in her eyes, which almost pleaded with him to let her go. He silently shook his head and let her fingers fall from his gently.

She walked over and stood beside Ethan, "Alright, time to break up your goodbyes," he said maliciously, "And maybe Jack, now you know how Charlie feels," he added.

Kate took this opportunity, and kicked him in the groin, then reaching and tossing the knife to Jack. It landed on the ground a few feet away from him, and he ran to retrieve it.

"You little bitch," Ethan moaned and grabbed Kate's arm before she could get away. He spun her around, bringing his hand into a fist he shot it at her face, it connected with the soft skin on her left cheek.

Kate gasped, she'd been slapped before but never punched, the pain was immense and she almost passed out do to it. She heard Jack call her name and then Ethan threw her to the side. She hit the soft soil hard and lay there a few moments, in shock trying to replay what exactly had happened.

Her body told her to stay there, rest, pass out, do something to dull the pain, but her mind reminded her that Jack was fighting an experienced hunter, and the odds were not in his favor.

Jack lunged at Ethan with the knife, but he saw the attack coming. He grabbed both of Jack's forearms and pushed the knife away from his face. It flew over and landed in the bushes. Ethan then quickly punched Jack off of him.

"She would've been better off just coming with me," Ethan explained as he hit Jack once again. His lip now began to bleed but Jack wasn't going to give up. He had just seen the most horrible thing he had ever witnessed. There was no way now that Jack was going to let him take Kate.

Kate pushed herself off the ground with her hand, and placed a hand wearily on her head. A major migraine was coming on; she turned her slightly blurred version to see two men fighting. One she recognized even now as Jack, she saw him faintly as he fell to the ground.

"Jack," Kate tried scream, but the word barely escaped from her mouth. Jack turned over and Ethan took this opportunity to hit him once again. Kate squinted and noticed that Jack wasn't getting up.

Ethan walked over to the bushes and in a few seconds had retrieved the dreaded knife. He started to walk over to Kate. She tried to stand up to make an attack, but she wasn't sure how to use her legs, the punch had disorientated her.

He stood before her and bent down and lifted her up by the collar of her shirt, then slammed her into a tree, placing one strong hand over her throat, the other holding the knife.

"Next time, don't instigate anything," yelled to her. The constriction on her throat was to strong for her to reply, and when he let go, she almost fainted again, but he caught her.

She detested him, she would quickly do what she wanted to do to him, had she had the materials necessary, but the fates were on his side. He wrapped an arm around her waist and began to hobble away with her. She was too weak to protest, but Jack wasn't.

"Kate," he muttered weakly, she closed her eyes in pain, his hurt voice caused her more pain then any bruised face, and it was the last thing she remembered before she lost consciousness.

Before leaving, Ethan dragged her over to Jack, so he could see her condition. He wanted him to feel bad for trying to defeat him a second time.

"Don't touch her," Jack warned, still not moving.

Ethan chuckled, "What, sad that I've gotten farther then you in fifteen minutes then you have in three weeks?"

Jack eyes were drawn to where his hand lay draped over her hip, "What are you going to do with her?" Jack asked angrily.

"I remember watching you guys around camp, the way you looked at each other, talked to each other, the way you flirted with each other…" Ethan explained.

"What are you going to do with her?" Jack asked again, his anger rising. He tried but he was too weak to get up. He had failed once again. Failed Kate like he'd failed Claire.

"Let's just say that after doing what I'm going to do to her," Ethan began, "You're going to wish you did more then flirting, when you had the chance," he answered. He smirked at Jack's horrified look, the fact that he could do nothing eating him apart. "I'm taking her now, and if you want to follow and attempt to save her, by all means try your best. But I'm warning you now, if anyone else but you comes, I'll kill her on the spot. No big lost to me."

Jack was about to reply, but Ethan's foot came down right over his face. Jack wasn't even strong enough to see stars. Not to mention seeing Ethan take Kate away in the jungle.

Not as good as the last one, but bare with me…