Bonjour! Ha French, anyways I'm updating again, because you guys deserve it. And because I'm totally bored (reminds self that, that math exam won't write itself..) Yeah I'm bad >: )
Might put up the next chappie tonight, if time permits
Broken Promises
Chapter 6
Try Not To Jerk
Jack paused for a moment and moved his one hand to Kate's throat to check her pulse. Her neck was swollen from the injection, and from being placed in the constricting metal collar, but compared to her wrists it was the lesser of two evils.
Jack's breathe caught in his throat, fifteen minutes had passed since his rest with Kate, and her pulse had plummeted dangerously. He turned her slightly, the glow from the stars, which were tossed haphazardly into the sky illuminated her body, showing Jack the last thing he needed to see.
The weightless semi-clear material of his once white shirt was soaked through with a black opaque liquid. Jack's thoughts became jumbled into one big unclear mess. He did what his instincts told him, he held Kate closely and protectively to his body as he darted into the jungle.
Tree's passed him in flashes as he summoned reserved strength he didn't know he was hiding. He could only run and hope he went in the direction of the caves. His feet hit the ground crunching dead leaves and small twigs.
Finally after ten minutes of straight running Jack panted to a slowing stop. He heaved deeply for a few moments to regain the energy burst he'd just used up, when he heard the most delightful sound that ever graced his ears.
He hurriedly pushed past the last restraining thick leaved tree branches and stumbled less then elegantly out into the cave camp. The small fires burning everywhere were a welcome to him, but no one seemed to be awake.
He walked cautiously to reach his shelter, where the medical supplies were, where he needed to take Kate. A few feet away from his makeshift home was Charlie staring intently into the sparks and embers of the fire, dancing with the wind.
He looked up when he heard someone approaching and shot right up from his spot when he saw Jack stumbling towards his tent with Kate. He ran over to Jack who motioned to him to be silent for a moment, and helped him lower Kate onto the airplane blanket Jack had been using for a bed.
"What happen?!" Charlie whispered, his voice containing so much unshed emotions.
"Ethan, did this to her," Jack explained noticing for the first time in more adequate light how bad Kate really was injured. Her cheek had swollen greatly and taken on a deep plum color, drawing attention away from her beautiful facial features. Her neck was also purple in color; a broad band of the color ran around her neck from the shackle. The injection area was definitely irritated, becoming inflamed and bruised as well. Lastly the coverings on her wrist which were now so drenched in her blood that small drops of the crimson liquid were falling from the cloth.
"Can I do anything?" Charlie asked, obviously upset about the situation as well.
"Can you go and get Kate's belongings from the beach?" Jack asked, "She needs a change of clothes," he added.
"I'm on my way," Charlie said as he got up and dashed out of the cave.
Jack looked back down at her, taking another moment to sweep over her weakened form, then quickly composed himself and switched into doctor mode. He had to keep telling himself to imagine that Kate was just another random person who'd been brought into his operating room by the cruel hand of fate.
But the empty consolations didn't have any effect on him, and once again he had to silence the concerned voice in the back of his head, the one that made him care for Kate so much. The voice now was going crazy, quickly recalling how this injury can be dealt with, which way was most effective, less painful.
He pulled out the same sewing kit she had used for him the first day the plane crashed, when he had been a complete stranger. When he had no idea that she was a convict, or that the Marshall was forcefully escorting her back to the United States so she could be punished for whatever phantom crime she'd committed.
The fragment reminded him that, that's the time he fell head over heels for her. That's when first noticed her patch of freckles on each cheek that migrated over her nose, or her beautiful sable curls that bounced as she walked, her emotionless green-gray eyes that were to scarred to portray the emotion she felt, or the frightened worried look he always caught her with.
He pulled out the small sewing needle and grew irritated when his hands shook and he couldn't thread it quickly. He placed a warm clammy hand to his head and attempted to wipe the weariness out of his eyes. He returned his attention back to the needle and managed to thread it quickly, tying a knot at the end.
He returned his gaze to Kate, and then dropped it to her wrists. How could she have sewn his wound for him, she didn't even know him and she wasn't a certificated doctor. Before stitching, Jack placed his hot fingers onto her neck again, her pressure hadn't dropped more, but it was still severely low.
Her eyes opened slowly, taking a brief moment to focus before she recognized Jack, but smiling once she did. Her eyebrows became knitted and she painstrickenly moved her hand up to his lips, tracing the gash in he bottom one, which he had erased from his mind.
"You're lips are slit," she barely whispered. Her hand trembling, her body had begun to shut down and Jack knew this.
He grabbed her frail hand in his own, and his fingers seemed to crush hers, "Kate, I need to sew up your wrists, their bleeding too much," he explained, "If I don't then," he stopped and bowed his head.
Kate moved her shaking hand to the side of his face, resting it on his cheek and once again her icy skin seemed to absorb the burning of Jack's skin. "None of this is your fault Jack," she assured him again.
He shook his head, "Don't talk like that Kate," he meant it as a demand but by his trembling voice it sounded more like a plea, "You're not going anywhere," he added, "This is going to hurt, but try not to jerk," he stated, try not to jerk? She was barely moving, never mind jerking.
She smiled and closed her eyes, "Okay," she replied as Jack took the first of her wrists and unraveled the blood soaked cloth. Underneath was a fairly small gash, which was still moving blood freely from it.
Jack moved around to sit parallel to Kate and placed her arm on his lap. He pushed her flesh together and began to thread the small sewing needle through her fair skin, pulling it tightly to insure that the slash wouldn't reopen.
CrAzYhOrSeGiRl88 Is this a soon enough update for you, or perhaps you'd like sooner lol. Oh and don't worry 'bout the ending, I've got it all figured out, and boy howdy you'll be getting some satisfaction, (I wanna tell ya more but that'll just give it away)
Oreata Yeah for updates, I like 'em too, 'cause I gets the reviews! Lol PS update your story too…please?
Rain1657 You want fluff, oh boy wait for the next chappie, it's such fluffy fluff that well it could be the worlds biggest cotton ball…(yeah okay that sucked but you know what I mean fluff equals big )
Auroramist Tsk Everyone is not going to die, only one or two of them (I'm serious). But no before I get my Thriller dance off…
MusicMonkey88 Wowie lol I was actually on the comp when I received all of your reviews…It was like I knew which part you were at, I was timing…not really I was just finishing up the story, but that's for making my day!
Lara Chubb of Deep Hollow Yeah Kate was fine, of course I'm not gonna kill her off…(Yet…BWA HA HA HA)
And there's no self destruct button, they stopped making that after all the Canadian robots kept committing suicide (we still don't know why…) BUT!!! (crucially important info coming up in 3…2…1…) Every person (even super Robotic Canadian Convicts) have their Achilles heel…
Alright we're getting down to the stretch of it. I have to write two more chapters, and then the story is finished! Wowie, that was quick, and my other confounded computer isn't back yet! WOE!!!
Next Chapter Something has to change and I want you guys to guess because it makes it fun for me! Lol will it be
A) Jack's Attitude
B) The camp being tormented by Ethan (they're gonna go find him and kick his ass…)
C) Kate's clothes
D) All of the above
Lol come on and take a guess, it only takes a sec and It's totally fun!
hint next chapter is majorly fluffy