Okay this is a really, really, lreally long chapter, so I might not update soon, because let's face it, I'm not made of time (I'm made of cells (or so I've been told…(Never trust anyone…))) So I hope this will do ya for awhile…

Title from Monkey Gone To Heaven by the Pixies

Another

Chapter 8

And God Is 7

"What are you doing down here?" a doctor Jack's age asked him as he was at the admit desk.

"Hey, someone called me down for a consult," he explained then checked his note, "On a Mr. Farguss?" Jack questioned as he looked at his friend.

"Don't look at me Jack," he shrugged, "It's the damn medical students."

"Aren't they all you're medical students?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"Ted! We need you waiting in the bay, an ambulance with a mother and three kids injured in a fire is do any second, none of them look that good," a nurse pulling plastic clothing over her scrubs notified him as she ran by.

"I don't know how you can do this kind of stuff," Jack divulged as he stood at the nurse's station, "I don't have the heart for it," he explained solemnly.

"Well I don't have the brain for surgery, so let's be glad we both picked the right field," His friend hollered as he ran to exit doors.

"Hey Jack," Betty greeted him, "Are you back from leave already?" she asked placing charts in the proper area.

"Yeah, though I was hesitant," he explained, she gave him and inquisitive look, "Alright this is going to sound stupid, but I met this girl on the island, and I'm head over heels in love with her. I thought I was never going to see her again, but two nights ago she showed up at my door."

"It sounds like fate," Betty smiled, she was glad for Jack; it's about time something good happened to him.

"Do you know what room Mr. Farguss is in?" he asked her.

"Exam Room 3," she replied with a smile.

"Thanks Betty," he replied as he walked towards the room.

She'd never seen Jack so happy, "You'll have to invite me over to meet this girl sometime!" she yelled back.

He opened the door to find one of the curtains pulled back around a bed, and another bed, used but empty. He walked over to the empty bed and looked at the chart on the end. Of course that had to be Mr. Farguss's bed. Jack sighed as a nurse walked by him.

"Are you the surgical consult?" she asked as she readied drugs and placed the needle tip in the tiny opening on the package. Jack shook his head, "Yeah, I'm here for Mr. Farguss," he replied.

"A nurse was just helping him to the bathroom when I left, so you might want to go back upstairs and come down again later, or forget the consult all together," she suggested as she pulled the retractor on the needle and the drugs moved from the package to the needle.

Jack shook his head, "What happens if he really needs surgery?" he asked feeling guilty already. The nurse shrugged and with a rueful smile added, "What if he doesn't?"

Jack watched her disappear behind the sterile curtain that was pulled across to separate the beds.


"Ms. I'm going to give you some pain killers now, they'll numb the soreness," the nurse explained carefully to Kate, but when she reached for Kate's arm, she wrenched it away. "This will make the pain more bearable," she promised as she tried again but Kate silently jerked back again. "Ms. if I don't inject it directly into you, I'll have to start and IV which will be even more painful," she explained and reached again, but still Kate jerked her arm fearfully away.

"Haven't you given her that yet?" another nurse asked as she moved in behind the curtain with the Kate's chart on hand. The first nurse looked back at her annoyed, "She won't let me touch her, she's not helping at all," the nurse almost exploded.

"What do you mean?" the second nurse asked. She reached for Kate's arm and she jerked away, frightened again. "See, she just keeps doing that," the first nurse exasperated, "and she won't tell me her name, or what happened."

"I have her name from the ID they found from the apartment," the second nurse explained, "Her name's Kate West," she divulged looking at the chart.

Immediately the curtain flew back and Jack stood wide-eyed looking at Kate in pure horror. The side of her face was swollen almost beyond recognition, they was also a cut on her cheek with a red trail of blood staining her face and her neck. Her arms held several cuts and blue bruises as well.

"Doctor!" the first nurse cried, "You can't be back here!" she yelled as she tried to shoo him away.

As soon as Kate noticed Jack, she reached her battered arms towards him. He ran to her side instantaneously and gathered her in his arms, "Oh my God, Kate," he wept, "What happened to you?" he asked, stroking her hair as she buried her face in his chest. When she didn't answer him, he pulled her back and looked at her again, his heart breaking more with every breath of air, "Kate what happened?" he asked again, but still not a noise came from her mouth.

"Why isn't she answering?" Jack asked breathing heavily, "Why isn't she talking!" Jack yelled.

"We don't know," replied the second nurse shocked at the outburst.

"Well can you go find out?" he asked half as a plea, half as a demand. The second nurse vigorously shook her head then ran out of the room.

"Doctor, I'm sorry to say that if you're not a direct blood relation, that you'll have to leave. Only family members are allowed to visit when someone is in the condition she's in," the first nurse replied as she still held the unused drugs.

Jack was sitting on the side of the bed, Kate leaning against his chest lightly, he looked up at the nurse with anger flooding his eyes, "I'm not leaving her, you'll have to get security, because the only way I'm leaving is if I'm dragged out that door," he gritted.

The nurse sighed, "At least let me give her this," the nurse demanded as she reached for Kate who pulled away and hugged Jack tighter. "She's not letting anyone touch her," she explained.

"Do you wonder why?" Jack asked harshly, "Have you seen her? She didn't do this herself," he pointed out.

"Then you give this to her," the nurse exclaimed angrily and handed the needle to Jack.

He looked down at Kate who was looking up at him, he could only see the portrayal of fear which shone in her good eye, "Alright, this will be very quick I promise," he replied as he examined the drug, "It won't knock you out, just dull the pain a bit, Okay?" he asked, but she didn't move from her spot in his arms. He smiled weakly at her and was surprised when she didn't pull away when he administered the drug.

He sat on the side of the bed, talking to her gently, willing her to give a response with no such luck, until the doctor came in, "Jack what are you doing here?" the elderly, well-experienced doctor asked him as he looked at Jack from over his thick rimmed glasses.

"This is my girlfriend," Jack disclosed as he leaned her back against the gurney. She gave him a pleading look, one that begged him not to break contact, Jack didn't drop her hand. He held it as he still sat next to her.

"Oh," the doctor replied desolately, "Do you know what happened to her?" he asked Jack, who shook his head, "What I got from the police before they left to try and find the guy, is that she was in an apartment and some guy broken in, beat her up and attempted to rape her," he explained solemnly.

Jack turned his head to Kate, who looked up at him like the whole mess was her doing, "It's not you're fault Kate," he whispered as he stroked her good cheek.

"Your landlord walked in before he could and stopped the whole thing, but the guy managed to press pass everyone and is still on the loose, that's why the nurse didn't want you back here," he explained.

"What's the extent of the injuries?" Jack asked, not caring a shred about the nurse, he held Kate's hand in his caressing it nervously, awaiting a reply.

"From what we were able to check while she was unconscious, she's just all bruises and scraps. Once she woke up, she's been fending everyone off pretty well," the older doctor enlightened, "the worst is her black eye, and a nasty contusion on her stomach," he reached forward to lift her shirt, but she cowered closer to Jack.

The doctor stepped back his hands held up in defeat, "Can I take a quick look?" Jack asked Kate who didn't give him any sign of agreeing, but didn't object when he lifted up her blood-stained tank top a bit and ran his fingers lightly over the bruise.

"Jack can I talk to you outside the room for a moment?" the doctor asked, Jack looked at Kate; he gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, "I'll be right back, I promise." He walked gloomily out of the room to outside in the busy ER.

"I'm prescribing some morphine for the pain, but other then that there's nothing I can do for her," he explained as he scribbled quickly on his pad of paper.

"Why isn't she talking?" Jack asked him as he took the prescription from him, worry etched all over his face.

"She's just been through one of the most traumatic things that could ever happen to someone Jack," he explained gently, "Her bodies in shock and people deal with shock in different ways, she could start talking tomorrow, she may never talk again."

Jack nodded gravely knowing the answer already, but not believing it until he heard it from a more experienced doctor, "Thanks Dr. Morgenstein," he said gratefully, "I'm just going to phone upstairs to tell them I'm leaving, from Exam Room 3 and then I'll take her home."

He turned to leave but the doctor caught him by the arm, "She's not very trusting right now," he clarified, "So she might not want you to touch her, or be near her, like the way she was with the nurses, paramedics and doctors. If she does that Jack, don't blame yourself, like the muteness, it's a defense mechanism."

Jack sighed and rubbed a hand over his face wearily. He nodded, "I know," he said gravely. The doctor gave him a weak smile and he turned and walked back into Exam Room 3.

Kate sat against the back of the gurney, clutching her knees to her chest as she waited for Jack to come back to her. He pulled the curtain open, then closed it as he grabbed the phone off the wall and dialed the numbers for upstairs.

He took a seat beside Kate on the disgustingly white gurney, she leaned her head against his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Hello," he cleared his throat, "This is Dr. Sheppard calling from the ER, something came up and I'm leaving now, yes, a personal emergency, yes, yes tomorrow, okay, thanks, bye."

He held Kate gently to his chest for a moment, then asked her, "Are you ready to go home?" she didn't respond and Jack smiled remorsefully, "I'll take that as a yes," he disclosed to her no answer.

She threw back the covers weakly to reveal her badly bruised and scratched legs. Jack looked at them in shock, then at Kate, "Did you come to the hospital with pants?" he asked. Kate looked at him disgracefully, her one eye filling with tears as she bit her lip.

"Kate, Kate, Kate," he mollified her as he hugged her weak body against his again. By her raspy breathing he could tell she was crying, "It's okay Kate," he reassured her, "It's not your fault, none of this is your fault." He pulled her back and wiped her cheek gently with his thumb, "They're going to catch the guy who did this, I promise."

He walked over to a cart in the corner of the room, it contained different scrubs and he grabbed a pair of pants and walked back to her. He pulled them up her legs, and then tied them gently at her waist. "I'll get my clothes from today later," he explained as he looked at the navy blue scrubs he wore, "Right now I just want to get you home."


Smilez4Eva Anthony was the reason Kate was being chased by the Marshal.

Lindsay Thatnks, I put up a pretty long chater, so I might not put up one for the next couple of days…

Evermore Lol Jack'll do the same thing he did when he figured out that I failed biology. Even after I named my little rat Sawyer. So'kay he doesn't stay mad for long… he just gives you the silent treatment (Ouch, sorry Kate…)

CrAzYhOrSeGiRl88 Oh believe me it'll be angsty as hell (If hell is in fact angsty…) All I'm saying is that the flashbacks that Kate has are INTENSE! I think all of them are probably R-Rated (For pirate content)

Liz Waller Sorry I got ya addicted, I should really invent a patch, lol one you wear on every finger that spells out 'Late' that would be the best patch ever. Also sorry I made you cry, but I'm sorry that it will definetly NOT be the last time that happens.

Oreata Lol just talk to it at the Par-tay ;)

Pink Pinker 10:1 odds that Sawyer's just being an ass towards Jack. He probably thinks that Jack has everything, and Kate's something he doesn't, so she's probably passed out or something and Jack'll all be like "What did you do to her," and Sawyer will be like "Nothing she didn't want to happen," which could translate to 'getting drunk' and that's what jack could be so upset about because of his father and crap… Lol my pal Lizzie likes Charlie and she cried when he got hung, and I laughed at her because I knew he wouldn't die.

Leigh Oh my God I totally say 'GAH!' to much! Lol I posted it to resist your fainting action…

Tatiana Hee hee thanks, it's almost 40 pages long, and I don't think it'll end soon either…

FanOfLOST I was looking for that trampoline! It wasn't outside my window when I went to go sneak out and a bruise resulted! Nah I'm just kidding ya, I sneak out on the first floor… Hmm Jack has to remember that he's not on the island anymore. What was that he said?
Kate: We're not savages Kate?
Yeah was that before or after he killed Captain Shrapnel?
Kate: After but before he tortured Sawyer, and beat the crap outta Ethan
Ethan: I remember that! It hurt! What's his damage anyway?
Kate: I don't know but he was so hot when he did it (Daydreams)
Ethan: And you say I have problems………OMG TRAMPOLINE! (starts to jump on it with you)

Rain1657 Hmm 9/10 I deduce that I shall receive about a 15/10 because the back-story is MINDBLOWING!
Ethan: IT BLOWS THE MIND!
Seriously, I like attached everything from the show and the little airplane and everything. By the end of it you will hate anyone named Anthony…

Next Chapter- After getting back to the apartment will both jack and Kate be able to cope with staying there? Jack can't stop thinking about what happened and how he let Kate down, and Kate's freaked out about the whole apartment…