(A/N: ETHAN ASS-KICKING CHAPTER UP! WOOT! FINALLY! It's 5 days late, but still! Lol. Anyway, I know how much you guys have been anticipating this chapter, so I won't trouble you anymore with this little A/N!)

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-Saving Kate-

-Chapter 10-

-The Perfect Time Of Day-

Kate gasped. A new rush of pain had just come again. The waves had been hitting her for about 2 hours now. A pile of vomit now accompanied the small pile of bread crusts, the stench was almost unbearable. Ethan hadn't been seen since the gun scene. Kate had no idea what made him do it, but she hated him even more now (if that was even mentally possible). A drop of sweat rolled down her forehead and she shivered, making the shackles rattle.

"Jack…" she whispered to the air, her voice breaking, "I'm so sorry. So, so sorry. For everything."

-LOST-

Locke ran, missing trees by inches. Jack wasn't far behind.

"Locke!" he called, "What's going on!"

"Just keep quiet!" Locke yelled back.

Jack shut his mouth and ran even faster.

Minutes later, Locke stopped in a clearing that was only familiar to him, Charlie, and Boone. A forgotten ax lay on the muddy ground; a grey door was implanted into the ground.

"What the hell is this?" Jack asked, taking deep breaths of the fresh air.

"I don't have time to explain, but you know the key you're wearing now?"

Jack's hand flew up to the makeshift necklace. "…Yea. What does the key have to with this?"

Locke kneeled on the ground and brushed off some remaining dirt on the door before answering. "Everything. Give it to me."

Jack took off the necklace reluctantly and dropped it into Locke's outstretched palm. Locke pushed back a bolt on the door. It revealed a keyhole. He jammed the key into the lock hastily.

-LOST-

Kate couldn't believe it. At first, she believed it was just some sick joke. She almost half-expected Jack and Ethan walk into the cell saying, "It's all a big joke." She was stupid to even think of that. Jack and Ethan had been enemies ever since Claire had been abducted. Kate shifted wearily. She probably only had hours to live. She didn't know whether to feel relieved or scared.

Relieved, because if she did die, she wouldn't have to face the Australian Marshals, then the U.S. ones once she got back home. She would never let anyone ever down again, she wouldn't have to open the paper and see her name in huge bold letters, underneath it saying in even bolder letters 'WANTED', she wouldn't have to leave Jack the hard way, she wouldn't have to know that he was somewhere in that large, lonely world.

But yet she was scared. She was dying. Kate didn't know how she felt. But it was too late to make a decision. She was on the death route. No one would find her in time. Letting out a slow, long painful breath, her body shook with cold from the blood that drenched her side. Unwillingly, she passed out.

-LOST-

A series of clicks were heard, and then a metallic clang. It was jammed. Locke cursed and slammed his fist on the door. Nothing. Jack sighed.

"Now what?"

Locke eyed the ax laying a couple feet away. "We hit it with the ax. Try to break it open."

"What? There's no ax here."

"What? Of course there is. It's right there!" Locke pointed to it.

Jack eyes fixated on it too.

"Correct answer." A voice said.

Jack instantly knew the voice.

"You bastard! Show yourself!"

The clicking of a gun could be heard.

"You wouldn't dare. Come on out and face me like a man!" Jack called out.

The shot fired. Jack dodged out of the way; Locke flattened himself on the ground.

The bushes rustled and Ethan showed himself.

"Jaaaaaaaaaaaaccccck." He called out, and clicked the gun, getting ready to shoot it again.

All the sudden a loud cry could be heard and Boone and Charlie came careening out of the bushes. Ethan was so surprised that he nearly dropped the gun. But he caught it before it hit the ground.

Charlie jumped on Ethan's back, causing Ethan to shoot. The bullet went straight into his foot.

Ethan screamed out in fright and pain as he realized what had just happened.

"Dammit! You'll pay for that!" he cursed and picked up the gun. Wasting no time cocking it, he shot it directly at Charlie. The man dived out of the way, but not before the bullet grazed his arm.

Locke had gotten up and sneaked behind Ethan. Jack looked surprised, he hadn't expected the man to take part at all, and it was obvious that Ethan didn't know either.

Locke raised his arm to hit Ethan, but Ethan swirled around. Locke dropped to the ground again, and Ethan took no notice of him. Boone suddenly took Ethan's arm and forced them behind his back.

Jack took his chance. He walked straight up to Ethan and punched him in the nose.

"That's for taking Kate." He said. Punching Ethan again, he said once more. "That's for making Kate's life a living hell." Ethan grunted in pain.

Jack dealt a series of blows to Ethan's torso, saying why he deserved each one.

Ethan was keeled over on the ground, in pain, then.

"Jack! Jack, stop! We don't want to kill him, not yet."

Jack sighed. He wanted to hurt Ethan more, make him feel what Kate was going through.

"Tell me where she is. NOW!" Jack bellowed at him.

Ethan tried to speak, but a groggy mass of blood came out instead.

"Now! Where is she!"

Ethan said weakly. "You already know." He smirked.

Boone dragged him up to his feet. "Give us a tour."

Ethan grumbled some inaudible words. Boone called Charlie over. They each took one arm and held it firmly. Jack picked up the gun off the ground.

"Show us now. Or I'll shoot."

"I don't believe you." Ethan said.

"Say that again." Jack replied, cocking the gun.

-LOST-

Kate had fallen in and out of consciousness. Her body was starting to wither from the blood loss, and her shoulder was a huge mess of black and blue. Tear had down her face, their trials glistened in the dim sunlight.

-LOST-

It's the perfect time of day

It's the last day of your life

Don't let it drift away

While your heart is still racing

It's the perfect time of day

And you won't feel a thing

And you won't recall anything at all

Close your eyes

And take your last breath

Rest your head inside

The end is the beginning

And every point in between

Some are lost

Oh, some are lost

And you won't feel a thing

And you won't recall anything at all

Let your colors collide

All the time is so fleeting

I quit running behind

Oh, I know your meaning

For what you want to say

And you look for

The perfect time of day

-LOST-

(A/N: So, what'd you guys think?)

Reviews to the reviews that my reviewers left me:

Rain1657: lol, well, we'll just have to see if she lives that long. I adivse you get a stress ball, name it Ethan, and squeeze everytime your mad. That way, Ethan could get squishied. Lol.

Evermore: Jack kicked Ethan's ass! Woot! I agree, poor Kate.

Legolanderin: lol! Yea, I pretty much curse at cliffies too. I am too. I have a whole wall dedicated to piccies of the cast. Mainly Jack…lol.

Miss Krux: Hey, long time, no talk! Woah, that's freaky about the writing thing. My writings' never fair… lol. You'll have to see what happens to Kate.

Megawriter: Thanks! Glad you liked it!

(A/N: Ooooo, will Jack save Kate? Will Ethan get killed? Will Charlie and Locke fight some more? Will Jack and Locke fight some? Will Jack kick Ethan's ass some more? Will Kate live? Will Jack and Kate EVER be reunited? Find out in the next chapter of 'Saving Kate'. (Wow, I'm done with 10 chapters. That's a record for me. I usually get writers block within the few first chapters of my fic. Lol.)