(A/N: Hi all, sorry I'm late. I knew I said Wednesday or Thursday, but on Wednesday, I had LOST, writing my other story so I could post it up here, and a massive amount of homework to do. Thursday, I started posting a new story, which is on here now if you people want to bother looking for it. So, tonight's Friday night. Woo! Late night stuff, eating Thin Mints, and updating my stories. Life couldn't get better. TGIF!)

Disclaimer: I own no part of LOST. I write no part of LOST. I just love LOST. Randy Newman sings "Mr. President". –LOST- is copyrighted by H.B.

-Saving Kate-

Chapter 17-

Goodbye Now-

But Sawyer never did give that punch to Jack. Instead Jack pummeled Everything that Sawyer had ever said to piss off Jack (which was about everything he's said), everything he's ever done to hurt Kate or Jack, everything that was anything was concentrated in those punches that Jack kept dealing to Sawyer. Jack had seen Kate fall to the ground, he had seen her eyes roll back up into her head, but some greater power inside his mind told him to take his chance. And by God, he did. By the time Jack was done with Sawyer, the dirty-blonde haired man no longer looked ok. His face was filled with bruises, along with a black eye. His nose was bleeding and a small stream of blood was coming out of Sawyer's mouth from a cracked tooth. Jack too was torn up, but nowhere near as bad as Sawyer.

"Damn, Doc. You really did have it in ya."

"Shut. up. Or I'll kick your ass again." Jack breathed.

Sawyer shut up. For once in his life as the island, he had actually listened to Jack. The doctor himself was surprised. First off that Sawyer had actually done what he asked, and second at how bad he really got at Sawyer. But it was what the man deserved.

Jack rushed over to Kate, who by now was cold as a stone. He skin was paler and her breathing was shallow. In fact, she looked exactly like she had when she had spent her first night back at the caves. Jack sighed. He seriously had no idea how Kate would react to that much alcohol. And he wasn't there when it had happened, so he had no idea when she first showed signs of drunkenness. How long did it take her to consume the bottles of alcohol, exactly how much alcohol had she had? Sawyer had given him a number, but on the other hand, Sawyer wasn't all too clear himself.

Jack picked up the unconscious woman and headed back to the caves. Everyone had seen what had happened, and Sawyer was mad. He hated how Jack always had to win. For once, why couldn't he lose?

-LOST-

Kate was knocked out clean when Jack arrived back at the caves. Charlie rushed over, while everyone just stopped and stared for a moment.

"Jack, what happened?" Charlie asked looking at Kate.

"Sawyer screwed her up. The first time she's actually looking better, he has to go and offer something else. This time it was a bottle of alcohol. And then what does he do? He goes and gets all competitive and challenges her to a drinking game. So now, I have absolutely no idea whatsoever on what happened. All I know is that Kate was married." Jack growled, still fuming over the encounter with Sawyer.

"Kate's married!"

"Kate was married. At least I think she was."

"What's going on?" a new voice approached them.

Jack whipped around, only to see Locke.

"You." He whispered, his voice gaining an all time low.

-LOST-

Charlie looked from Jack to Locke.

"Is there something I missed here?" he asked confusedly.

Locke shook his head. "I don't think so."

Jack bit his lip and looked down at Kate, then back at Locke. "I'm going to talk to you later. But for right now, avoid me, or I might do something I'll regret later."

Locke just shrugged. "When the time comes for you and me to have a civilized conversation, I'll be here."

Jack turned back to his cave and entered it. He set Kate lightly on the make shift bed that was really compiled of blankets and airline pillows.

She let out a soft moan as her body touched the blankets.

"Kate?" Jack asked.

Her pillow muffled her voice, but Jack could hear her anyway. "You found out about the marriage thing, didn't you?"

"Yea, I did." He answered softly, pulling back her hair.

"Are you mad?" the muffled voice came again.

-LOST-

Maybe you've cheated

Maybe you've lied

Maybe you've lost your mind

Maybe you're only thinking about yourself

Too late to run. Too late to cry now.

The time has come for us to say good bye now.

-LOST-

(A/N: Well, Locke's come back, so this next chappie will be interesting. New chappie up Sunday or Monday, depending on how my weekend goes.)

Reviews To The Reviews That My Reviewers Left Me:

Freckles-101: I know! ((squeals)) I'm so excited (AND I JUST CAN'T HIDE IT!) lol! Yea, there'll be more. 'Cause this marriage thing just opened up a whole new can of worms. Now I can't say if Kate'll be sober or not when she and Jack discuss those topics, but I promise you, her past will come up.

Orlando-Crazy: Thanks!

Lillywriter: Thanks!

Rain1657: Woo, the drunken Kate. Sawyer's partially drunk, though that may not count for anything. Lol. BUT HE DID GET HIS PUNY ASS WHOOPED BY JACK! (Jack: to Sawyer I'm gonna open up a can of whoop-ass on you, boy!) YAY!

Miss Krux: It's this saying me and my friends have. Whenever one of us comes back to school after a couple of sick days, we always yell "YOU LIVE!" lol. Eek, I hate stomach flu. My math teacher, he has this sore throat, and he came to school with it, so now like half our math class is sick from him. But I have escaped the virus so far! Lol. Gasp, don't say that about yourself! I'll bet you have great writing! Tell me your story's name, and I'll read and review it, k?

Whirlwind-2005: Yay! You just read the chapter! Woo! And thus Jack did follow his instincts and beat up Sawyer. Which makes it better! Lol.