Secret Tales

Slowly Jack crawled down into the ditch. Kneeling next to her body he just sat there. Staring at her broken body he began to cry. Why did he leave her? He questioned himself as it went from questioning to blaming. Gently he grasped her hand that lay across her chest. He held it as if it were breakable in his hands.

Bending over her, he took the sides of her body limply in his arms. He hadn't seen the knife stuck in her shoulder pinning the top half of her body down. As he quickly began to pick her up in his arms she quickly gasped out in pain sending Jack into near shock. He quickly let go of her and held himself back.

"Kate?" He asked making sure he wasn't imagining it. Her head quickly turned to face him. Her face bruised and battered showed a sense of release.

"Jack." She cried.

"Oh god Kate.' He cried with joy, as his hands had no instinct on what to do.

"Locke! Boone!" Jack called up and out of the ditch.

He looked back to Kate whose face was suddenly pain stricken as she tried to move.

"Wait. Wait. Don't move." He warned her. She stopped and painfully settled down. As quick as he had called them, Locke and Boone came running over to the ditch. They stood over the two in near appall. Jack didn't notice them as he looked over her body. He spotted the knife. He was fascinated by the object seeing it was the one always hanging from her belt.

"Pull it out." Kate uttered. Jack looked down to her.

"Kate. It could be lodged with an artery. Without the stuff at the caves you could bleed to death." Jack explained to her.

Kate looked at him with a strong face as she held back tears.

"Pull it out. Please." She begged. Jack sat there staring her in the eyes.

"Locke I need something to put apply pressure when it's out." Jack demanded not even turning from Kate.

Quickly Locke handed him a long piece of cloth. Jack took it in his hand as he looked at Kate for the ok. She barely nodded her head telling him it was ok. He slowly wrapped his hand around the handle of the knife. Before he even tugged at it Kate rested her hand on his arm. Jack took a deep breath as he tightened his grip.

Quickly he pulled it out as hard as could. She gasped out in pain biting her lip to try and not scream. He quickly dropped it to the ground and took Kate in his arms. He pulled back the dress shirt she wore letting it fall to the ground with the knife. He closely examined the wound in her shoulder.

Luckily it hadn't hit an artery, but it was still pretty bad. Kate sat still looking away as he wrapped the cloth under and over her arm. Tying it tightly to her shoulder to stop the bleeding.

After that he pulled back and looked at her with a smile and tears on his face.

"See all better." He choked. She tried to smile, but the pain in her face was too great.

They both sat there apologizing in their minds, but never had the courage to say it. But with the looks they gave each other they knew what they wanted to say.

Knowing it was getting late and they needed to get back and tend to her other wounds. They all sat there for a minute trying to figure out how to get her out without pain. Jack came up with him pushing her out and Boone lifting her out. Helping her up Jack pushed her up from behind and Boone and Locke stood overhead reaching out for her. Instead Kate ended up pulling herself out.

Jack quickly climbed out and came to her. Helping her up he came to her left side while Boone came to her right. Jack wrapped his arms around her waist with Boone's around her back. Locke came to the front to lead them back by Sawyer's tracks, dismissing whether or not to tell Jack that. Kate said nothing as they helped her back to the caves. Not word. No words of pain or discomfort and nothing about who had done this.

Sitting patiently at the caves every one was on edge with what had happened to Kate. All the fingers pointed to Sawyer who said nothing in the mist of blame. He sat there quietly under Sayid's watchful eye. He didn't dare make a move and have a chance to lose his arm again. The others tried to go about their business, but where too worried to do so. Hurley and Charlie tried to have a game of Go Fish, but they never ended a game. Michael was next to Sayid ready to pounce on Sawyer at the slightest flinch.

Then a clatter came from the path were Jack, Boone, and Locke had wondered off down. All eyes turned to it as the three emerged with Kate in their arms. She was alive. Almost instantly everyone except Sayid and Sawyer rose and walked over. Boone warned them to all stay back. Jack walked away with Kate loosely in his arms. Walking over to the supply corner he eyed Sawyer the whole way.

Slowly he eased Kate to sit down. He came down next to her. Quickly Michael came up behind them and Kate looked up to greet him. Jack noticed and turned around.

"Anything I can do?" He asked.

"Uh yeah. Since you're the one that builds things around here could you make me some kinda bed?' Jack requested.

"Sure man." Michael smiled as he walked off.

"Thanks." Jack said as she turned back to Kate.

The two sat there for a moment staring into each other's eyes like they had in the ditch. Jack's soon ventured away and down her body as she followed him with hers. He looked her over trying to figure out how to heal her. He saw her leg and her side. He tenderly pulled up the bottom of her tank top to expose the cut along her side. He grazed his fingertips over the cut. Wincing out Jack looked up to her.

"Hurt?" He asked asking the stupid question. She had not sarcastic comment just a nod of her head.

Jack got up only walking less than a foot away to grab a couple things to clean her up. Getting them he came and sat back down in front of her. Kate was turned away from him looking around at all the others watching them. Minding her, he dowsed a cloth in peroxide. He knew it would sting and draw her attention. He slowly brought it to the cut.

She jerked back from him. He attentively blotted around the cut. She looked down to his hands watching them move ever so gently. He had never been as gentle with anyone else.

He cleaned it up nice and neat placing a huge bandage over it. He then tended to her shoulder and leg. Coming to her face he was ready to get some facts strait.

"So. Are you gonna tell me what happened?' He asked as he looked from what he was doing to her.

She winced as he cleaned the wound on her forehead.

"I don't know what happened Jack." She finally said. He stopped and looked at her. For a moment he believed her.

He quickly soaked the cloth again and brought it to her cheek.

"Did you see who did this to you?" He asked. She didn't say anything. He looked her strait in the face waiting for an answer.

"I didn't see them. It was dark and raining." She explained as she went silent again.

He didn't know if Sawyer had warned her or what, but she seemed to not be telling the truth.

Awhile after that Michael came in with a long cot in his hands. Laying it down Jack helped Kate lie down. She tried to refuse sleep, but Jack seemingly forced her. She snuggled down into the blankets the best she could without discomfort under Jack's watchful stare. Michael had to pull him away so she could sleep. But no matter how far away she still worried him.

As hours went by Jack busied himself in other things, as she lay asleep. He would look over every few minutes checking on her. Night was soon approaching as all had calmed down. Most were eating, but not Jack. He sat close to her working on something needlessly.

Putting what was in his hands down he sat back and looked into the small fire in front of him. He looked up as Sayid came walking over. Jack's eyes immediately went over to Sawyer who was now guarded by Michael.

"Don't worry he won't get away." Sayid said sitting next to Jack.

They both sat there for a moment in silence. Sayid looked away and over to a sleeping Kate.

"How is she?' Sayid asked. Jack looked up and over to her.

"Good." He said looking back to Sayid.

"Has she said anything?" He asked.

"She says she doesn't know what happened or who did it." Jack began.

"I know he did it." Jack groaned.

"How do we know for sure that he did?' Sayid asked. Jack looked at him as if he were crazy.

"Did you not see the blood on his hands?' Jack asked.

"Yes. But you have to look at that. Coming in here with her blood on his hands is foolish. Even for him. It would be as if he had come in her with her body in his hands screaming that he did it." Sayid began.

"I don't think Sawyer is that stupid." Sayid joked.

"I wouldn't be too sure." Jack said as his gaze turned to the man on trial.

Sayid sat there for a moment then got up.

"I'm gonna head to the beach for a while. Would you like me to take him with or leave him here to stare at for a little while longer?' Sayid asked. Jack looked up to him them back to the fire.

"Go ahead take him.' Jack whispered.

Sayid said nothing as he walked away. Jack didn't even see him head towards the beach he just stared aimlessly into the fire. Slowly he looked from the flames to Kate. She was still sleeping like she had every other time he looked to her. His heart ached to know that someone had done this to her. Whether it Sawyer or someone else. It hurt him more to know she wouldn't tell him.

Hahaha! I fooled all of you! Just joking hope you all enjoyed this chapter i'll have more up soon.