Here is some more drama for you all! Enjoy!
Further Breaking
Michael was buried as fast as possible. They tried to keep this a secret and say he wondered off cause of Walt, but explaining the seventh grave wouldn't have been easy. Of course they buried him next to Walt and now they'd be together. Although the main thought was on the tragedy the main concern was who had done this. This was the third death in two weeks, but the second murder. Someone, either one of them or someone else out there was playing games with them.
A small ceremony was held that night. Jack and Kate were the only ones who didn't show. They just weren't in the mood for death. Kate sat around the small fire holding Christopher. She agreed to watch him for Claire so she and Charlie could say their goodbyes.
Jack sat across from her trying to busy himself in something so he didn't have the time to think of what had happened. He was always like this when something happened. That was just how Jack was. Kate watched him. Both were feeling the same way, but he wasn't as good at hiding his feelings. She could tell he was about to break.
A short while after the others came in. Feelings were low and full of grief. Some headed to the beach and others stayed. Locke and some others were to take guard at the caves. Sayid and some on the beach were holding up there. With tensions high and the thought of death on everyone's mind; no one really felt safe. But soon everyone settled down and tried for sleep.
Not Jack and Kate. Kate's body fought her eyes too sleep, but she couldn't leave Jack sit there alone. She lay in place watching him as he sat in front of the fire staring into thought. It was like a couple nights ago after they had fought and she just watched him.
Suddenly he turned to look at her. She didn't pull away. He stared at her for a moment and then got up. Sitting up she watched him walk away in the night. She questioned what was the matter. She waited a few minutes, but no sign of return. Thinking he just needed some time she let it be.
"He'll be back in a while. He just needed some time for himself." She thought to herself.
So she turned over and lay there waiting for him to come back.
Hours went by and no sign of Jack. A pit of worry grew in her stomach. Getting up she decided to go look for him. She didn't care if he contradicted her or hated her forever. He had been out there too long. And with what was out there no one should be traveling far or too long for that matter.
Getting ready she realized she was scared herself to go into the dark jungle. Remembering all the deaths and what happened to her she thought of protection. She walked over to Jack's backpack that lay on the ground over when he had been sleeping.
Quietly she went through it looking for what she hoped he had left in there. Searching through the last pocket she felt it. Pulling it out she looked at it in her hand. The key to the Marshall's case.
Gripping it in her hand she tiptoed as silent as she could around the others to the trail leading to where he hid the case. Coming to the tree she went pulled away the brush and grabbed onto the handle. Lifting it out she slipped the key in and turned it. Opening it all thoughts came back to her from when they last used them. Pushing the thoughts aside she reached in and picked up the gun she had used then.
Closing the case and putting it away she stared down at the gun.
"Guns are a measure of the last resort." She heard Sayid's voice ring in her head as she looked down at the gun in her hand.
It reminded her of what could happen. Taking a deep breath she secured the gun in her belt, tied the key around her neck and headed off.
She headed halfway down the trail to the beach. She tried to look at the ground using the torches that loomed over her. His prints headed off into a different direction from the trail. With no thought in her head she followed them.
They led of away from the camp some ways and then disappeared. She had wondered on to the trail that was somewhat familiar. With no sign of Jack she just wondered around aimlessly.
"Jack!" She called. No sign of him. She headed on a little more.
"Jack." She called again. Walking in a circle she found no clue or sight of him. By this time she was aggravated.
It was near dawn and he was playing games with her. If not him then someone else and whoever it was would pay.
Heading east of the trail for a couple of yards she knew she was lost. Stopping where she was she dropped her head in exhaustion. Now it had been at least two hours or so since she had started out. Bringing her head to her face she rubbed it praying for a break. Worry quickly took over hoping he was all right. With her luck he'd be already back by now.
Quickly she jumped as her back came to the chest of someone else. Their hand drew quickly over her mouth to keep her from screaming out. This was all too familiar to her. With instinct taking over she grabbed their hand pulling it away and turned around reaching for her gun. Before she got a look of whom it was she had fired unconsciously.
As the person came to the ground Kate opened her eyes. Dropping the gun to the ground she came to her knees after it.
"Jack?" She whimpered seeing the face of her victim.
No words came from him as he lay there before her. Crawling up to his head she looked over him. She had shot him in the neck and slowly he was dying. What had she done?
"Oh god! Jack I'm so sorry!" She cried lifting his head into her lap.
He looked up at her and tried to smile. "Don't worry. I'll get you back." She said frantically as she tried to pick him up.
"You'll be alright." She smiled sadly getting him to shoulder height.
"No." She heard him groan.
Looking down at him she saw pain on his face as he contradicted her.
"It's over Kate." He whispered.
"No.' She cried as she shook her head.
Resting her forehead to his she closed her eyes and sat there holding onto him as tightly as she could. Wanting to pick him up and carry him to the caves as much as she did, she knew there was no use. He was dying faster then she could save him.
"I love you.' She heard him whisper.
Opening her eyes she looked down at him. He was still with his eyes closed.
"Jack." Jack she whispered rubbing his face.
He didn't budge.
"Jack!" She called louder.
A lump formed in her throat as she realized her was dead. Crumbling from the inside out she sat there holding him, begging God to have him back.
"Jack.' She cried rubbing his face.
"Jack.' She whispered kissing his forehead.
Resting her cheek to his she closed her eyes as tears ran down her cheeks. She only wished she had the strength to reach for the gun and put it to her own head.
"Kate!' She heard a voice call her.
She pushed herself to wake hoping Jack was alive and calling her name.
"Kate!" She heard it again.
This time a hand brushed gently across her cheek.
"Sweetheart wake up." It coaxed as it turned into Claire's voice.
Her eyes shot open to see Claire's worried face staring into hers. Looking over Charlie holding Christopher stood watching her. She shot up and looked down into her arms seeing her blanket lay there instead of Jack.
"Jack." Kate cried looking around to realize she was in the caves and it was clearly daylight.
The others around her were stopping and staring at her oddly now.
"Kate sweetheart.' Claire whispered grasping her face and turning her to face her.
Kate looked up in her eyes with tears forming.
"You're alright. Jack's all right. You had a nightmare." Claire smiled trying to clam her.
"A nightmare?" Kate asked convinced they were trying to lie to her because what she experience was too real to be a dream.
Grasping up to her neck she didn't feel the key around it. She looked down to her hand seeing if his blood covered it. Clean.
"What was your nightmare about?" Charlie asked squatting down next to her. She looked to him then Claire.
Thinking for a moment she decided against telling them she dreamed of killing Jack. Tension was already too high in her favor after the murders and death of Walt. It was best not to tell.
"It was nothing." Kate smiled nervously.
Charlie and Claire exchanged odd looks.
"It had to be something." Charlie joked.
"Just a dream." Kate said below a whisper.
Charlie went to coax her to tell, but Claire stopped him. Getting up the two tried to give her a bit of space, when all she really wanted was for Jack to walk in and smile giving her the satisfaction of knowing he was alright.
As most everyone had set out on their day Kate slowly made her way about the caves acting like nothing happened. But the thought plagued her.
"I love you." Jack's voice ran through her mind.
"Kate.' Charlie called her from over where Claire sat. Kate turned.
"I was wondering if you could watch the peanut for a bit?" He asked.
"She wants to head to the beach for the first time in six months." Charlie sighed.
Kate laughed at how he had become the father around the place. It was sweet how he took care of her.
"Sure." Kate replied as they walked over.
"Here's some stuff Jack found for me." Claire said going through the baby bag Jack had found yesterday.
"Thank god there was a breast pump in the bag." Claire laughed handing small bottles to Charlie to give to Kate.
He held them loosely kinda grossed out holding them as he gave them to Kate. Claire got wind of it and gave Charlie a good whack on the shoulder.
"What?" He asked.
"Here you go." Claire laughed handing Kate Christopher
"Take him for a walk or whatever you want. I know you'll find something." Claire started.
"We're just walking to beach for a while. Missed it while I was gone." Claire said as her smile faded.
Slowly everyone was brought down by the thought of when she was missing.
"Well then we should head off." Charlie said breaking the silence.
The two kissed Christopher and thanked Kate then headed off down towards the beach.
Walking around with Christopher attached to her hip she tried to get some things done. Finally she decided to take on Claire's words.
"How about we go for a walk." She said looking down to Christopher. A cooing smile came across his pudgy cheeks.
"I guess that's a yes.' Kate laughed.
Walking over she gathered a couple things, put up her hair, and headed off down the trail to the beach. Hoping somewhere in the back of her mind she'd bump into Jack.
Coming to the clearing of the valley the sun hit her eyes. It had been a while since she had been out this far. Looking out towards the beach she saw the others out along the surf. They seemed so far away. Turning back to the trail she saw Locke walking towards her.
"Kate." He called.
"What are you doing out here?" He asked. It was an odd question.
"Taking the little one for a walk while Claire and Charlie headed to the beach." She answered looking down to Christopher with a smile.
"Alone?" He asked.
She didn't know exactly whom he was referring to.
"Yes." She answered. 'None of us should be out here alone. And if we are we need protection." He explained handing her a knife.
Taking the knife she wondered why he was talking the way he was. Then she remembered Michael. Slipping the knife between her belt and pants she looked up to him.
"You ok?" He asked.
"Yeah. Thanks for the knife." She smiled.
"Anytime." He smiled back as he headed on to the caves.
"And don't be out here too long." He called back as he went out of sight.
Standing there she dwelled on the thought he left her with. "Who was next?" She wondered.
"Whoa boy. Ain't this a sight.' She heard his voice come from behind her.
She was so much in thought she didn't notice him come up behind her. She smiled as she turned around. Sawyer stood there wearing a dark black cowboy shirt that was buttoned down to the middle of his chest. His jeans were nearly covered in mud and torn in many places.
"Sawyer." She laughed seeing him stand there with a smile.
He kept the smile as he walked up to her.
"Little ole' Jack finally impregnated you." He said looking down the Christopher.
"It hasn't been that long since I've seen you." She laughed. He looked up to her in sort of puzzlement.
"It's Claire's." She said helping him along.
"Whose?" He asked.
"Claire's. The pregnant girl." Kate repeated.
"The pregnant girl?" Sawyer asked. Kate nodded her head.
"She's back?" He asked.
"Yep. Walked in about two weeks ago. With this little one." Kate said smiling down at Christopher.
"Sure does look like the one hit wonder." Sawyer smiled referring to Charlie as he played with Christopher's hands.
"He's not Charlie's." Kate sighed.
"What?" Sawyer asked looking up to her. She looked down at him as she took a deep breath.
"Ain't none of you getting laid up here." He said plunging his hand into his pocket.
"And you are?" Kate asked knowing he was playing his games. He looked up as he put cigarette between his lips. A smile came over his face.
"You have your secrets and I have mine." He said.
Kate watched his every move as he lit the cigarette.
"You can't smoke around him." Kate warned.
"What?" Sawyer asked exhaling.
"You can't smoke around the baby." She warned again.
"Oh I can't smoke around the baby." He started.
"I am out in the open-"
"Sawyer."
"And there's enough oxygen for all of us-"
"Sawyer."
"That's ridiculous." He continued to rant.
Knowing she'd never hear the end of it she quickly pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and threw it to the ground.
He stood staring at it.
"Now why'd you go and do that for?" Sawyer yelled.
"Cause I told you not to smoke around him.' Kate said pulling Christopher up higher on her hip.
'That was a perfectly good-"
'What's going on here?" Jack's voice came from behind them.
The both turned to him and Sayid walking up.
"Oh shi-" Sawyer started.
"What are you even doing here?" Jack asked.
"Look I was just coming to get some water and bumped into Freckles here." Sawyer tried to explain.
"I don't care. I told you to stay away from her." Jack warned walking up to Sawyer.
Sawyer tired hard to keep his fists down.
"Jack." Kate tried to clam him resting a gentle hand on his shoulder. He shrugged it away.
"Look Jack. I don't care what you say." Sawyer started.
"For one you ain't my daddy. And second I can walk around wherever I please." Sawyer growled gritting his teeth.
Jack stared him down.
'Don't tempt me Sawyer." Jack warned.
'Go a head." Sawyer coaxed in his face.
Jack swung and hit Sawyer in jaw throwing him off.
"Oh you're gonna get it." Sawyer warned coming back to hit Jack with an upper cut.
It quickly became a 3rd grade playground fight.
"Jack! Sawyer!" Sayid yelled trying to get between their blows.
Christopher began to cry at all the yelling and fighting. Kate placed her hand over his ear pressing him to her side.
"Jack stop!" She yelled. Jack stopped and turned to face her.
With Jack's attention caught Sawyer jabbed him in the side. Turning around Jack went to hit him, but Sayid was there to pull him back. Sawyer thought he was free, but he felt a small hand tug on his arm. He looked back to see Kate.
"Stop.' She warned.
"Why are you on his side?' Jack asked.
"I'm not on his side Jack!" She shot back.
"You act like he never did anything to you." Jack said shaking his head.
"Wait a minute I never-" Sawyer started.
"He didn't attack me Jack. No matter how much you wanna believe it you're wrong." Kate shouted in his face.
Picking Christopher up in her arms she covered his ears. She looked back at Sawyer and then Jack before she turned and walked back to the caves. Jack pulled out of Sayid's grip and walked over to Sawyer.
"Stay away form her." Jack whispered as he turned and headed after Kate.
"Jackass." Sawyer spat before he turned and walked off to the beach.
Walking back to the beach Sawyer was in a fury.
"That damn asshole thinks he can boss everyone around." Sawyer thought to himself.
He was so enraged by his thoughts he didn't even see Claire and Charlie extending their walk down the trail.
"So I wonder what Kate was dreaming about." Claire started.
Charlie looked down at her, but before he got a word out he was blind sighted by Sawyer.
"Hay! Watch it!" Charlie yelled back to Sawyer. He said nothing as he disappeared onto the beach.
Both stood watching after him and then turned back.
"I wonder if something happened at the caves?' Claire asked.
"Probably." Charlie drew out before he turned and looked down at Claire.
"We should head back." She said becoming worried over Christopher.
"Alright." Charlie smiled as he wrapped his arm around her leading her on.
Jack knew before he even walked into the caves that he best not go and try to talk to Kate. At least not right then. It would end up in a bigger mess then it already was. She sat down next to Claire and Charlie's stuff trying to calm Christopher.
"It's ok. Their gone." She whispered as she stared Jack down.
Quickly her attention turned as Claire and Charlie walked in.
"Oh sweetheart." Claire called taking Christopher from Kate.
"Are you alright?" Claire asked Kate. She turned and looked to her for a minute.
"Yeah why?" She asked.
"We heard about Sawyer and Jack's little fight." Charlie said low enough for Jack not to hear. Kate just rolled her eyes.
"Yeah…' She sighed leaving it at that.
That night came with tensions of all sorts. Kate sat content with Claire, Charlie, and Hurley playing Go Fish. Jack on the other hand stood off by himself staring at her. This was the first time since after she told him about the toy plane that he had become suspicious of her. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. It was just something about the way she was acting that caught him. After all that had happened she acted as if it all were nothing.
Standing there he didn't see Locke walk up.
"I'm taking first watch." He announced. Jack didn't move or say anything.
'Jack?" He called. Jack turned and looked back to Kate.
"What she do?" Locke asked assuming.
"Nothing." Jack answered in a horse low voice.
"Then why the intense stare?" Locke asked.
"It's just something about her that doesn't seem right?" He explained.
"Like what?" Locke asked.
"She doesn't seem like herself anymore…" Jack whispered.
The card game had dwindled down. No one was really interested anymore. Jack staring at her caught Kate's attention anyway.
"I'm gonna turn in." She said sitting her cards down. Their faces became sour. '
"Are you sure?' Claire asked.
"Yeah.' Kate sighed.
"How's about we play Strip Poker?" Charlie suggested with a chasseur cat smile.
"Charlie!" Claire yelled out hitting him in the shoulder.
"I thought you were a nice boy?" Claire joked.
Charlie cuddled up to her.
"Only when I want to be." Charlie smiled.
"I'm out." Hurley announced.
"Oh come on…" Charlie wined. Hurley passed it off getting up.
"What about you Kate?" Charlie asked.
Kate was sitting there staring off in Jack's direction.
"Kate?" Charlie called again.
Snapping out of her daze she looked down to him.
"You wanna play poker?" Charlie asked.
"No I'm good." Kate answered looking back to Jack.
His eyes were on her like black ice. Freezing through her skin to her soul. It soon became too much and she looked away. Looking away she could still feel his eyes. His questioning eyes with a burning stare. She didn't know why he was acting this way. Earlier could be a reason, but that was his doing. Suddenly looking back up to him she saw the stare he gave her when he found out about what she did. It scared her.
Her thoughts turned to the dream she had had the night before. Was that some kinda premonition of what was to come? That something to do with her would ruin her and Jack's relationship entirely? A lump formed in her throat as she looked away from him. Would they last to see tomorrow?
