(A/n: Omg, I live! I swear, I am so, so sorry about this. I knew, I resolved to make it easier on you guys (and me) and just update quickly, but exams got to me, lots of homework, and we only have 6 more days of school left. Plus it's raining so ahrd you can barely even see straight here in Ohio. Yeah, I started a new story, not sure if you guys liked or not, but it seemed to be a bust to you guys. I, myself, thought it was pretty damn cool, but hey, it's you guys who are reviewing. Also, Kate's last name is not Dyea, it's Austin, so I'm officially changing it right now to Austin.)

Disclaimer: I don't own LOST, nor it's characters or anything else of it. I just write for my entertainment, and hopefully for yours. Um, the songs go to their respectful owners!

-Searching-

Chapter 5-

The Coffee Machine-

Jack walked down the familiar halls, full of memories. It seemed like only yesterday he was clad in his attire for the day and running down the hall, trying to get to the operating room in time. As he stared at the wall, searching for the all-too godly coffee machine (that hospitals always managed to hide from everyone), his mind set back to a year before.

-Flashback-

Clutching a cup of warm coffee, with its wonderful caffeinated contents bubbling inside, Jack made his way down the off-white halls of the familiar floor. How he could feel so comfortable in a place full of death was beyond him, but he did. Oddly enough. Finding the respectable door, he lightly turned the knob, careful not to wake the patient inside.

Disregarding all the heart monitors and IV's stuck into the woman's arms, he smiled smally down at her. Of course, she gave him no reply, as she was sleeping, her blonde hair fanned across the pillow. Sighing, he sat down to the long hour he was supposed to spend with her, as only visiting hours permitted. The nurses had denied him anymore time, doctor or not. The chair made a squeak, much like the one at home, as he sat. Slightly shifting in her sleep, Sara awoke to find him staring at her.

-End Flashback-

Jack shook his head, and his mind went void of all thoughts of Sara. She didn't matter anymore, not now. He smiled slightly as he came across the coffee source, some nurses banded around it, all pushing and shoving to get in line.

All the sudden the noise, the pushing and pulling, stopped as he appeared. They all knew what had happened to him, they all knew what he was about to endure for 3 solid weeks.

He just looked down, trying to avoid their prying looks. "I, err, just need a cup of coffee." He stated.

They all nodded and got their coffee silently, and dispersed quickly, not wanting to be sucked into the wraths and worries of Dr. Shepard. Jack just shook his head as he got a cheap, Styrofoam cup from the pile and went up to the machine. Jabbing the button, he waited as it got ready to drop some more coffee into his cup, but all the sudden it just died and the sound echoed into the hallway long after the source had stopped.

"…No fucking way." He said, slamming his cup down. "I just want a freaking cup of coffee!"

Of course, the machine gave no reply to him.

Sighing, he threw the already smashed cup at it, and the machine whirred to life, spilling it's contents all over the floor, and his shirt.

Jack walked back to Kate's room, a half filled cup of coffee in one hand, and his mind in a completely blank state. People gave him odd looks as he roamed the halls with his soaked-with-coffee shirt on, but of course he gave it no thought. All he wanted was to see Kate.

Opening the door once more, he headed into the room. A wave of freezing air caught him in mid-step, and a freaky feeling came up over him. He knew what was going to happen next. Kate was going to leave him. Kate was going to die.

She didn't hear the door open, nor close, as Jack entered the room. She didn't even know he was there. She wasn't even awake. Kate had fallen into a coma-like state, and soon it was going to hit her head-on. No one knew what it felt like to be her, no one knew that she was in a whole different world, one filled with just more then pain and hurt. Her world was filled with regret. And fear. Though she was never a big show-off of fear, she sensed its presence.

-Flashback-

"Tom, dammit, get out. Get out!" She screamed at him. The police were after Kate, and her car had reached it's maximum speed of 90mph. Power-sliding across sidewalks, speeding through allies, anything to get them off her trail.

The 22-year-old man looked at her. "I can't, Katie. I won't leave you!"

The car stopped in front of the library. "Tom, if you don't get out of this car right now, I swear, I will never forgive myself. If you love me, you'll get out now." She spoke with such regret in her voice.

"Katie, I can't. We have our whole lives ahead of us. We're going to escape the police, move to Australia, and start a family in Sydney."

"Tom. I won't move this car until you get out! I promise, we'll run into each other some day once more, but I won't have you arrested for something you weren't a part of." Kate could hear the sirens in the distance. "Please?" She spoke with such sincerity in her voice, such sadness.

Tom kissed her deeply, and opened the car door. "But, we will see each other again. Meet me in Sydney." He got out and slammed the car door shut.

-End Flashback-

-LOST-

(A/N: I'll give someone a special surprise if they know what movie the quote "Meet me in Sydney." Is from. Hint: It's a Jim Carrey movie. I'll update soon! I promise this time!)