Chapter eight:

Hey guys! In this chapter, you will FINALLY get some answers! Yay! I hope you like it! Keep the reviews coming! Oh and, keep an eye out for a Lost/Buffy fanfic. My best friend, Robbie, and I are starting to write one, so it should be very interesting!

Kate's POV

I heard footsteps, but I didn't turn around to see who it was, and I didn't really even care. When I heard the voice, I knew straight away who it was.

"Kate? I got you some medicine" Jack said.

I closed my eyes to let him know I didn't want him there.

"Kate, that's not going to work. I don't know why you won't talk to me, but I'm not just going to stand by and watch you starve yourself to death" He paused "I'll leave the painkillers beside you with some water. I'll be back in ten minutes. If you haven't taken it by then, I'll force it down your throat"

He walked out of the tent and I sighed in relief. Some time later, I looked at my watch; it had been five minutes since he had left.

I heard footsteps and wondered why Jack had returned early.

"Hello, Kate" An unpleasant voice said.

I gulped, but I couldn't scream for help as my throat was still too sore from when Ethan had tried to strangle me. Before I knew what was happening, he had covered my mouth with his hand and was dragging me out of the tent. Surely someone would see Ethan dragging me out of the tent. But as it was night time, everyone was asleep, and Jack was no where to be found. Which was a good thing, he was probably in this with Ethan.

I tried to struggle, but just ended up hurting my body more. So, I stopped as he dragged me back to the jungle.

Jacks POV

I looked at my watch and saw that it had been about ten minutes since I had left Kate. I had been sitting on the beach, not too far away from where Kate was, thinking. All I could do was think about Kate. That's all I could think about when I was with Kate alone. I finally got up off the sand and started walking slowly to Kate's tent to see if she had even looked at the painkillers. I opened the flap to the front of the tent, and peeked inside. The strange thing was, she wasn't there. The painkillers I had put next to her were in exactly the same place as before. I turned around and that was when I noticed them. These strange markings, leading from the tent, to the jungle. I hoped I was wrong, but I knew that I wasn't. Ethan must have come in when I left. And since I knew she couldn't scream due to her sore throat, Ethan must have taken that to his advantage, and dragged her back towards the jungle. I knew that I shouldn't have left her alone, especially at night when no one could see if she was in trouble because they were asleep.

I just couldn't believe it, she had been taken away from me again, and both times, I hadn't been able to protect her and prevent it from happening.

This time I forgot all about the supplies and just ran into the jungle, unafraid and determined to get Kate back.

Kate's POV

After a while of having dragged me into the jungle, Ethan had got tired and picked me up. After what seemed like days, we had finally reached his destination. His hide out.

He chucked me on the cold, hard concrete floor again and chained my hands up on the wall.

"What's going on?" I whispered, as my voice hadn't been used in a while.

"What do you mean, Kate?" He asked innocently.

"What are you doing to us?"

"Well, I suppose I could tell you my little secret, only because no one is ever going to see you again. Do you remember that day when you passed out before I left the building?"

I nodded warily.

"Well, I went off to fetch my kit, came back, and you were just as I left you, unconscious. I then drugged you and took you out into the jungle. Now, that drug, it makes you see things. I pretend to be Jack, and your eyes saw me as Jack. I abused you physically and mentally, and by the time the real Jack came to rescue you, you were afraid of him and didn't trust him. I let a few days slip by, then decided to go back to collect you" He smiled.

"So, this was just a game?" I asked, tears falling down my face.

"Yes. Do you want to know what my future plans are?"

Without letting me answer, he continued.

"I'm going to make an identical creature of you, put it in the jungle, and eventually Jack will find it. Now this dummy, it will make it look like you're dead, so then Jack will think that you are dead, and he won't come looking for you any more. So, when my plans go ahead, I'd lose hope if I were you, because you are staying with me for a long time!"

He came near me again, with that twisted smile he always wore across his face, and kicked me a couple of times. I cried out in utter pain.

"C-ya around, Kate"

And he finally left. But I now knew I wasn't going to get out of this alive, get saved by my prince or live happily ever after. I was going to have the exact opposite. Be chained up here for the rest of my life, being Ethan's punching bag and then dieing with my skeleton laying on the ground, restlessly.

So, the actual Jack was telling the truth, he had been worried about me, he had wanted me to get better, and he hadn't abused me. I had a chance to tell him how I really felt, and didn't, all because Ethan had drugged me.

It was like I was jinxed. Or cursed. Everything that had happened over the past had happened because I was cursed. Everyone that had come into my life had disappeared, because I was cursed. I had even been a wanted criminal by the Marshals who had traveled half way around the world to find me.

Was I really that cursed? Most of my life was filled with bad memories that I can't ever forget not good ones that I could remember. After a while, I finally broke into tears, crying myself to sleep.