Dragon Blade5 - No one has ever been madly in love with one of my stories! In fact my mom hates my writing style. She says I ramble. Well, thank you so much for the compliment!

DirrtyXtina87 - I'm not stealing Sawyer in any way, shape, or form. I'm in love with Jack so...we're okay. Sawyer was the only other person Kate could end up with that's all. But anywho, let's see if any of your perdictions were right!

Protecting Jane, part 2

She had gone to the caves looking for David to learn he wasn't there. Nor had he been there all day. Now she was searching in the jungle for him. Panic consumed her every thought as she frantically searched unfamiliar territory.

Jane's wet hair clung to her face and her wet clothes clung to her shapely body. Tears clung to her eyes as well. Memories of David swimming in her mind didn't help her think clearly any. They were good memories. Memories of the man she once knew. The David she fell in love with.

"My eyes are closed David. Where are you taking me?" Jane laughed as David covered her eyes and led her to and unknown area. Jane could smell the flowers that surrounded them and the smell of wet dirtfilled her nose. They were outside, she knew it.

"One…two…three." David took his hands off of her eyes revealing a blanket by a small lake surrounded by candles. Music played softly in the background and three huge dogwood trees enclosed the space they were in, creating pink walls around them.

Jane was speechless as she walked around. Everything was perfect. The moon reflected beautifully off of the lake behind them and on the blanked was a picnic dinner. Even though it was ten thirty at night she found herself strangely hungry for the things in front of her.

She turned to David with tears in her eyes. "Nobody's ever done this for me before."

"Well, I'm not nobody." He proclaimed as her wrapped his arms around her small waist and leaned down to kiss her.

Jane stopped to the sound of someone chopping wood. She followed the sound until she came to a small clearing. The rain did blur things a little but there was David hacking away at a piece of bamboo. He looked up at her.

"Well, there you are angel. You slipped away last night with out telling me. Where did you go?" He was extremely interested. He didn't sound angry though.

She didn't answer him. "David I want to know what happened to you and Jessie after the plane crashed." Her voice was strong despite the tears that streaked her cheeks. David stood up straight and dropped his axe. "I want to know how she died!"

David looked away as if he was ashamed. "She threatened me." He turned to face her. "She told me that she was going to tell the police what I did to you when the found us. She said that she hoped I would rot in jail for the rest of my life." Jane couldn't tell if he was crying or not.

"So your telling me you killed her." Jane pressed for answers.

"I'm so sorry Janie. I didn't want to. She made me do it." He confessed. Jane couldn't believe what was happening. She shook her head from side to side. It was if everything played out in front of her.

She could see Jessie threaten him. She could see rage engulf his body as she spoke. And then all-of-the-sudden he pushed her head under as she swung violently at her attacker. Soon her hands stopped flailing and she went limp as she sunk beneath the surface of the water.

"You bastard," Jane exhaled. "You…you killed her?"

David approached her; a sad expression played of his face. "I'm so sorry Janie." He repeated.

Now rage engulfed her as she watched his pathetic cry for forgiveness. How could she forgive him? He took her best friend away from her. He killed her family. And he had the nerve to ask from forgiveness?

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY YOU'RE SORRY! YOU DON'T MEAN IT!" She screamed with furry.

His nostrils flared with anger. He grabbed her wrists, "Don't dare raise your voice to me." He whispered. "I own you. You can't stop me." She struggled against his grip and then wised up and kneed him in the groin.

He doubled over in pain, releasing her in the process. "No more. No more, David. I'm not going to let you rule me anymore. I'm done with you being the boss. I'm tired of living in fear. And…I'm not going to do it anymore." She took off her ring and threw it on the ground next to him so that he could see it. Then she stepped on it, grinding it into the soft ground.

A lump in her throat grew larger as she watched him lay in the mud. She turned around and wiped the tears from her eyes. She leaned against a tree for support as she walked out of the clearing the way she came. It was over. She stood up to him and ended it. She was relieved. Her body relaxed at the thought of being without David. For once she would be able to talk to people without him breathing down her neck. She sighed heavily as a weight she didn't even know was there, lifted.

A hand grabbed her shoulder and fear once again flooded her body. She knew it was David. He spun her around and grabbed her other arm. His hands were rough still and the calluses rubbed one her skin.

"No way." He said through clenched teeth. "If I can't have you, no one will." He produced a gun from the back of his jeans and held it up for her to see. The rain pounded on them and Jane felt as if she was in more danger than ever before. "You're mine, angel and you always will be."

He slammed her into the nearby tree and she could feel her back wrench. Pain shot from the bottom of her abdomen up into her chest and into her arms. Her breath caught in her throat and she couldn't talk. All she could think at that moment was, 'Oh my god. The baby!'

"Is this what you wanted?" He asked her angrily.

She couldn't answer him even if she wanted. The pain clutched her body still and she tried to talk, moving her mouth like a fish.

"HUH! ANSWER ME!" He slammed her up against the tree again only with more force this time.

"NO!" She finally cried. She sobbed from both the pain and the fear of knowing she was going to die.

"How does it feel to be loved, angel?" He whispered in her ear. Then a shot rang out and she closed her eyes and waited for the searing pain, the ripping pain of the bullet moving through her flesh and embedding itself in her muscle. But there was no pain. She opened her eyes and saw David standing in front of her. Standing exactly wear he was only second earlier. Her body shook with fear. 'My god. He missed," she thought. Then he fell to the ground.

Jane couldn't scream. She physically couldn't do it. She looked from David lying on the ground to where he once stood. There was Jack pointing a gun at her. He lowered it and dropped it. She breathed for the first time in minutes it felt like.

She fell to her knees as the sobs came. Her body lurched with them. She couldn't cry hard enough or fast enough. It was like her dream. At the last moment Jack saved her. She looked at David's body and saw the bullet hole in his back. It leaked with crimson colored fluid which was quickly washed away by the dying rain.

Jack ran to her. She was doubled over on her knees holding herself. He didn't know if he had hurt her or not. He couldn't think about anything even though his mind was racing. He quickly dropped to his knees and embraced her. He held her close to him. Her arms wrapped tightly around him so that they were as closed as they could get. He could feel her stomach jump against him and it relieved him some to know that the baby was okay.

She cried against his shoulder. She couldn't stop; she just cried. Jack stroked her wet hair and gently shushed her, reassuring her it was alright, that he was there and David was never going to touch her again. The rain still fell. It was fairly hard but nothing like before. As her cries became slower another pain rocketed through her body.

"Here, lie down." Jack carefully helped Jane onto her back. Jack was now able to focus on whether or not she was hurt. Her eyes were shut tight and her mouth moved but no sound came out. For a second Jack thought she might be gasping for air. But that thought when she forced something out.

The pain was caught in Jane's chest again. She couldn't talk but her mouth moved in a desperate attempt to let Jack know she was in pain. She finally was able to force out a small 'ow'. It was barely even a sound, a squeak more like. But it was enough to get Jack's attention.

"What? Jane what is it?" Jack laid a hand on Jane's head, stroking her wet hair back away from her face and one hand on the curve of her stomach. "Jane tell me what's wrong." He watched her struggle for words and felt helpless because he couldn't help her.

"The baby. Jack it's to early…it's to early." She choked out between cries. She breathed heavily again.

"What about the baby Jane?" It was then that he felt her abdominal muscles tighten under his hand. His eyes traveled to the phenomenon and realized she was having a contraction.

Panic hit him like a ton of bricks. He couldn't let her know that. He calmed himself and silently counted to five. He looked at Jane who was babbling again. She, too, was terrified by the situation.

"Jack, I can't have it yet. I can't do it. She won't make it. It's too early. I'm only six and a half months, Jack. I…" Jack tried to get her to settle down.

"Janie. Janie! JANE! Don't panic. Panicking is the worst thing you can do right now. If you don't relax then the baby is going to go into distress and you'll miscarry." He put his hands on her face. He looked into her eyes.

"Jack…I'm so scared."

"I know. But I'm going to help you. Do you trust me?" His eyes searched her face. She really was scared. Her lip quivered and her eyes refilled with tears.

"Of coarse I trust you." Jack smiled.

"Good." Then he leaned over and kissed her forehead as a promise. A promise he was not going to let her loose her baby. A new promise to Jane, now that David would never hurt her again, that he would always be there for her.