Fianlly i figured out hwat i wanted to do with this fic. I have the whole write up done, so no i know what to write. I'm so excited with what's going to happen in this fic! It's gonig to get more complicated then it already is! Trust me you'll all love it! Anyways here's the continuation of everything i've already scrwed up! Hope you enjoy. And as alway tahnk you all for reading and telling me what you think!

Letting Allusions Go

Kate lay still on the cot staring off into a daze. Throbbing pain surging through her body. Watching the others as they moved about. Slowly blinking as thought over took her mind. It was a hard thing to wrap her mind around.

A coma.

It was hard to believe none of it was true. Some of it she did wish was true, and others things she didn't. Like Jason. She was glad the fear and guilt she had over his murder were just figments of her imagination. Some thing she could forget, but couldn't bring herself to. Kind of like it really happened.

Then there were the memories she wished were true. Her and Jack. The relationship they had built away from the island. Everything they had worked past.

She had told him about Tom. Shared her deepest secret that she never thought she'd share and probably never share again.

Jack's admittance that he wasn't something more between them. That he wanted to be with her in the midst of his divorce and her past.

None of it was real. None of it had happened.

Her eyes broke away from the daze seeing Jack walking towards her. A smile quickly spread over his lips seeing her watch him. It wasn't a smile of joy. It was a smile of ease. The smile she had only seen in her dream. A smile that made her wonder if what wasn't, could be.

If everything she had thought they worked through could actually worked through?

Could she let Tom go?

Could she let Jack in?

In her dream they had been close.

Could they be that close again?

Her mind shut off as their eyes met again. Slowly he came and sat down next to her. Eyes still locked.

"You ok?" He asked.

Was she?

She didn't know. She was lying there questioning her existence. Along with how she felt about this man who sat before her.

Images and memories of what didn't happen between them flooded her mind. The dance at Charlie and Claire's wedding. Lying in bed together. The many embraces that massed together as one. It was hard to comprehend that none of that had happened.

"It was so real, Jack." She whispered as the emotions got the best of her.

His smile faded as he wiped away her tears with his thumb. It cause her heart and stomach to flutter. She had felt his real touch like that in so long.

"It's normal for people to think comas are real." He explained.

"That's why it takes people so long to get over them."

His words scared her.

Was she going to get better?

Was this going to haunt her forever?

"Could have sworn it was real." She sighed.

"It wasn't."

His reply was quick and almost made her wonder, but instead she questioned.

"How do you know?" She questioned as she rested up on her elbows and starred at him with narrow eyes.

"How do you know this isn't?"

"Because I do."

His words didn't ease her, but she did believe him. He was the only on she'd probably would believe. His words, no mater harsh or not, true or false, she believed him.

Looking away from and back to the others she lowered her set back down to the cot. They were all gathered around the fire waiting fro nightfall. Charlie was holing Christopher up by the arms as the infant tried walk.

Claire walked past giving a smile, patting Christopher on the head as she sat down next to Charlie. The look they gave each other was that of pure love.

They had gotten over their boundaries, their pasts, and problems before. They didn't see the island in all its terror. They were happy with each other and nothing else matter. Only each other and Christopher.

Kate wished she had that. She wanted happiness in this abysmal place.

Looking back up to Jack she saw a glimmer of that happiness. She saw a slight ray of hope. But it was overshadowed by uncertainty, mistakes, lies, and secrets of past lives. Problems that would be hard to work through. But there was hope.

"Maybe you should try and sleep." Jack suggested gently brushing a piece of her from her cheek.

Her eyes closed shut feeling the feather like feeling of his fingertips across her blushing cheek. Instant images of her sitting in the tub surrounded bubble and soothing heat as Jack ran a sponge over her beaten back flashed before her eyes.

Opening her eyes she looked up to see Jack staring down at her. His eyes full of emotion he wanted to project with his lips and tell her, but couldn't. It was almost the same way she was looking at him, but with more feeling. He was trying to tell be something, but what?

Suddenly exhaustion fell over her as the stare became intense. Her lids began to fall. The events of the day were taking a toll on her. Although she knew she had to sleep she was afraid. Afraid again she would be stripped of all of this.

Jack could see the fear in her eyes as they struggled to stay open. It hurt him to see that she was scared knowing she had thought she was rescued for two days. He had no idea what she was going through. He waned to help, but didn't know exactly how at that point. Didn't know how'd she react. Still he couldn't just sit there and watch her lie in confusion.

"You need to sleep Kate."

"Yeah probably should." She joked with a laugh hiding her uneasiness.

Jack couldn't help but smile seeing her ease up. But as her smile faded her insecurities once again over shadowed her.

"It's ok. I promise nothing will happen." He assured her as that stare came over his eyes again.

"I'll stay here all night if you want me to."

"Jack no, you need to sleep as much as I do." She whined.

"Ok just until you fall asleep." He smiled.

Slowly nodding her head she let her lids fall over her eyes and never fought them again.

Watching her give in and push herself to sleep, he felt better, but looking over her seeing all the blood and exhaustion on her face his ease faded. It was going to be a long road or recovery for her. All the memories she'd have to intake and forget. The healing. But he was going to be there with her every step of the way.

"Is she going to be ok?" Claire voice questioned from behind.

Jack didn't even think to look away from Kate. To afraid something would happen.

"Yeah. In time." He sighed letting his now heavy lids wonder over Kate's now peaceful state.

Hearing Claire walk away he looked back over his shoulder. He wasn't looking at anything in particular, just looking. Taking it in.

Looking over to Kate again, he watched her sleep. For the first time he wondered what she was dreaming about. Most likely a world he knew nothing about. A world not of this island. A world that had more fear instilled in it. But for some reason he thought maybe she could be dreaming of him.

He stared at her for what seemed like only seconds when really it was an hour and a half. The sun was slowly setting behind the trees that grew over them. Casting sunlight over body. Shadows lying across her bruised face.

He knew there was going to be no sleep for him now. Not while he sit next to trying to fight off the urge to hold her or lean over and caress her face. But those feeling quickly were moved aside as she turned over onto her back. Quickly his eyes were fixed upon her chest eyeing the bandage that was seemingly haunting him.

Uncertainty filled his mind again.

Could he save her?

Could he heal her?

Suddenly the words his father drilled into his brain came to the surface.

Did he have what it took?

After all they had been through together and apart did he really have what it took?

Closing his eyes he brought his hand up over his face. Rubbing against all the pressure points that had been pushed in the last few days. He needed sleep as much as she did, but he couldn't push himself to pull away from her. He didn't want to leave her side. And he didn't.

Three long weeks went by unexpectedly fast. Three weeks of letting go of memories, reality, and pain. Things Kate had to give up in order to let herself readjust. It wasn't an easy process.

She tried her hardest to disguise her pain and uncertainty, but Jack saw right through it like he always did. Even though she didn't talk about it, he knew she was having problems here in there simply by paying attention to the looks she gave. They were masks she wore to hide how she felt inside. Scared. She was struggling. Still he knew she'd get better.

But Kate on the other hand didn't know if she had what it took. The pain wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. She could work through it day by day, but the memories were something else. Everyday she questioned whether or not the images and feelings she thought she knew were real factors in the lives of the people that she knew. Wondered if they were things they were hiding. Most of all Jack.

Was he really married?

It was something she wanted to ask him every time she saw him, but once she saw that face smiling with hope she couldn't brining herself to it. It faded again to the back of her mind.

"Ow!" Kate winced being as careful as she could not to pull away from Jack's grasp.

"Well if you would stop fidgeting it wouldn't hurt so bad." He scolded her glancing up from his hands to her eyes and then back down.

"I'm not fidgeting."

Again he shot her a look and then looked back down to his hands with a chuckle. She hadn't been this difficult when he was putting the stitches in, but once he began to take them out she couldn't sit still. Maybe it was because she in a coma when he put them in. It was an obvious factor.

With a deep breath she sat back with her head held high as Jack pulled the thread from the wound in her chest. Every once and a while she looked down to see his concentrated stare. The look in his eyes was different then it had been for the last couple weeks when she had seen him. It was a familiar look, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Guilt.

It was the feeling the spread over Jack's body as he plucked the thread from her skin. Just eyeing this healed wound pulled at every emotion. He had caused it. All of it. The pain she felt from not only from the recovery, but the uncertainty that swarmed in her head. The memories he caused her to loose and the ones he caused her to make up. This was all his fault not only because of his gun putting a bullet in her body, but the odd reasoning behind it.

Ethan had wanted revenge on him. He didn't know why. He didn't understand. To him the revenge should have been directed at Charlie after him shooting Ethan in the chest a million times and taking Claire back.

Why him? All he did was rough him up a bit. That was all. Why did he want revenge from him so badly enough he was willing to hurt the one thing he loved more then anything on that island? Kate. It made no sense.

With all the thought coursing through Jack's mind he was able to keep his attention on pulling the thread out and listening to Kate's groaning. Focusing back on it his hands he saw that he had pulled the last bit out. It was done.

"All done." He announced throwing the thread to the ground.

"Finally." Kate sighed causing another chuckle out of Jack.

She sat up watching him put his things away. Her mind again came to question of whether or not to ask him about Sarah. It was something that bothered her every time she saw him. Then she'd come to the conclusion that he might think she's crazy. But at that moment she thought he might understand. Then her look turned curious as he brought out a bottle of peroxide.

She wanted to ask what he was going to do, but instead watched. He took out a piece of cloth and dampened it. Giving her a cautioned glance, he brought it up to where his hands had just been. Slowly pressing the cloth to her skin the both waited for the stinging pain they both knew Kate would feel. When she did, both seem to be over taken by it.

"Owww." She gasped closing her eyes.

"Sorry." He apologized lowering his head.

"Thought you said you were done?"

"I lied." He smiled.

"Thought I was the only one who lied. Guess I was wrong." She smirked.

His smile faded hearing her blow to herself. It reminded him of used to be. The animosity between them over her past. He had almost forgot she had been a fugitive and on the run before the crash. He had also forgot that she was being escorted on the plane by the Marshal. In the midst of all the chaos between when he found out and now he had lost the fact. He had grow to see the real her.

Silence befell them. With Jack dwelled on thought again as he cleaned her healing wound, she sat watching him closely trying to figure him out. Figure out why all of a sudden he was quiet. More question came over her as he looked up to her.

"So any memories come back?" He asked pressing the cloth against her chest one last time.

"Not really…" She began watching him put the peroxide back.

"Only images here and there."

"What kind of images?" He questioned turning back to her.

"Like me walking through the jungle, me sitting on a rock next to a waterfall, and then everything is dark.' She sighed.

"Did you recognize the waterfall?"

"Not really. It was off to the side of this lake and was kinda high up." She explained trying her best to revive the thought.

"I think I know which one you're talking about." He smiled.

"What?" She questioned quickly sitting up in hopes that another piece could be added to her memory.

"The one you and Sawyer found."

"Sawyer?" She questioned looking at him with a furrowed brow.

His heart slowly sank to his stomach. Was he another memory she had forgotten?

"Please tell me you remember Sawyer." He said with a nervous laugh.

"I do, I just don't remember the waterfall."

"Well then how about we take a little adventure." He suggested.

"To the waterfall?"

"Yeah. Maybe it might help you…" He began coming to his feet.

"And plus you need to wash up, you stink."

His smirk aggravated her, but he was probably right. She hadn't really wash up in…she really couldn't remember when. Maybe the last time was the image she had of the waterfall. Maybe she could get that memory back.

"Ok." She agreed in a voice barely audible.

"Ok.' He smiled.

Turning around he handed her shoes. She assured him she'd be all right putting them on herself. So in giving up his continuous struggle with her, he grabbed his things and went to go put them away. Leaving her by herself for the first time since everything had happened.

Jack wiped his hands as he walked through the caves. He came out from around a corner to see Kate bent over trying her best to tie her boats. A smile tired to force it's way to his lips and he tried his bet to convince himself it wasn't funny.

For a moment he waited, watching he in the shadows. Then the thought that she might have forgot how came into his mind. He stepped out and walked towards her.

"Need any help?'

Her hands rested as her eyes shot up to him. She couldn't help but smirk through her aggravation.

"I'm good." She said going back to the laces.

"This damn splint is in my way."

Disregarding her answer he knelt down in front of her. Seeing him and his obvious attempt she didn't stop until his hands came over hers. She slowly closed her eyes as she pursed her lips. She tired to hide as smile as she looked down to him entranced with intertwining the laces.

"There you go." He smiled looking up to her.

She let her smile go as he stood up.

"You didn't have to do that." She insisted.

"Yeah, well I wanted to…" He began.

"And you were taking too long." He smirked.

"You try to make fun of me or does it just come naturally?"

"Come on." He sighed taking both her hands.

With one swift movement he pulled her up. At first she was a little wobbly, but after gathering her things she got better at it. When she was ready, Jack told the others where'd they be if they needed him and then they were off. Down the trail towards the waterfall where Kate would hopefully remember something.

Kate walked in front with Jack dangerously close behind her. He was of course making sure she was ok. They talked back and forth about things Kate remembered before everything happened. She of course remembered the crash and stitching Jack's back up, but after that things were blank here and there. Certain things were jumbled up. But all in all she remembered all of it.

"Claire came back after I-"

Kate stopped abruptly as her attention was caught. Her eyes became wide as she looked out over a beautiful lake. It was surrounded by huge rocks that shadowed most of the water and tall jungle trees. A water fall in the center of it quickly caught her eye. Her mind instantly flooded with images of her and Sawyer swimming. It was so familiar.

"I remember this." She said slowly walking towards the waters edge.

"Good." Jack smiled walked past her to a set of rocks.

Her eyes followed him and she was quickly struck by seeing herself sitting on the rocks. She closed her eyes and opened them. The image of her was gone. See shook her head to get the odd feeling to leave her body.

"You ok?" Jack questioned setting his backpack down.

"Yeah." She said nodding her head as she turned from the rocks to him.

Walking over she slipped own pack off and set it up on a body level rock. Unzipping it she went through her things searching for a clean pair of clothes. Finding something at least suitable she laid them out before turning to Jack.

"Could you get this off?" She asked as she pulled at the cloth holding the splint to her leg.

Once he pulled it off and the wood pieces fell to the ground she felt relief. Feeling the urge she slowly bent her knee back and forth. Besides the slight numbness it felt a whole lot better.

"It's healed pretty well." He said looking her leg over.

"That means I don't have to wear the splint anymore right?" She questioned with a smile.

All he could do was laugh as he stood up. He knew she hated the splint, but she had to wear it so her leg would heal right. But from looking at it and the way she moved it without pain she probably didn't have to wear it anymore.

"Maybe."

That gave her some hope. Hope that disappeared as she became awkward with his sudden stare. He stood there eyes locked with hers with the faintest smile across her lips. It made her stomach fill with butterflies for some reason, which caused her to look away with blushing cheeks.

"Now turn around so I can undress." She ordered.

Her words caused him blush as she turned around. Putting his back to her he lowered his head waiting for her to be done.

As she began to take her clothes images of her standing in front of him in his bathroom came to her mind. She remembered that night so much more vividly over the others. She remembered his awkwardness and at the same time there was and odd rightness of the whole situation.

At this moment as she stood there, eyes locked to the back of his head as she slowly removed her clothing she felt nervous. More nervous than she took Jack to be in that unlived memory. She didn't know why she was feeling this way. She seemed fine in the memories she had of her undressing in front of Sawyer. Why was it any different with Jack?

Maybe because she had more feelings for Jack. She had been through so much with him. Things she'd didn't want to forget, but sadly some things she did. The reason she felt nervous was because she wished to have more then just forgotten memories with him. She didn't want to make the wrong move and have that hope and wishing disappear like her memories.

Jack began to wonder why she was taking so long. He wanted to look over his shoulder to make sure she was ok and didn't need any help, but he didn't want to embarrass her. Still his worried feeling to the best of him as he glanced over his shoulder.

"What's taking do lo-"

"Hey!" Kate shouted with a smile as she covered herself.

"Sorry." He laughed quickly turning around.

"No more peaking." She warned.

"Ok. Just wondering what's taking so long."

"None of you're business."

Her eyes went to the back of his head as she unbuttoned her pants. They never left him as she slid them down her legs. As they came to a puddle on the grassy ground she stepped out of them. She stood there still for the longest minute just staring at him. Unmoving covered only by her underwear. For some reason she was overcome by the thought of wishing he would turn around for some reason. She seemed to yell his name in her mind, but didn't dare with her lips.

Her body slowly shook from the overwhelming feeling. Taking a deep breath she looked away. She took the longest possible time discarding her underwear. Once she did she didn't dare look back up to him. So in once swift judgment of feeling she pranced over to the water and slipped into the water.

"Ok you can look." She yelled from the water.

Jack was confused by the distant sound of her voice as he slowly turned around unknowing what he'd come to see. Once he saw the emptiness behind he became confused.

"Over here!" She shouted.

His eyes darted over the water to see her wading out in the middle of the lake. He looked away with a laugh seeing how she got into the water without he knowledge. Shaking his head as he continued to laugh he walked over to the rocks were her stuff sat. Climbing up on one he sat down and turned his eyes back to her.

He watched her swim back and forth in the water. It eased him to see her acting the carefree in the slightest. She had been miserable for the last month and now here she was up and about swimming around. It really did make him feel better seeing her smile.

"You wanna come?" She asked.

"No I'm good and I don't stink." He smiled.

She didn't try and shoot anything back to his comment. She simply gave him a smile, as she got ready to dive into the water. He was instantly taken back seeing a flash of her breasts before the water covered her. Taking a deep breath he sat back. And fought with himself on whether he was meant to have seen her like that.

The thought prodded at him even more as she emerged from the water right in front of him. Instantly splashing him.

"Hey!" He called out trying to shield himself.

"That's what you get for saying I stink!" She laughed.

"Well…' He began.

"Watch it." She warned reading herself to splash him again.

"Ok. Ok." He said giving up.

She had to smile as she lowered herself into the water. Remerging she ran her hands back over her hair, smoothing it back. She glanced up to see nervousness over Jack. He was looking away with his eyes darting around to their surroundings. He looked like he was feeling awkward with her.

"You ok?" She asked.

"Huh?" He questioned looking back over to her.

"Are you ok Jack? You're acting a little weird."

"Yeah fine." He smiled nervously.

She saw his uneasiness as she looked into his eyes.

"Ok.' She breathed nodding her head as they both looked away.

After she was done she again had Jack turn around so she could get dressed. Much to her surprise he didn't try and look over his shoulder. He actually walked off a bit giving her privacy. She began to think his awkwardness was her nakedness. She wouldn't doubt it.

Pulling her shirt down over her stomach she went for her pants. Stepping into the legs she went to rebalance herself. When she went to put weight on her healing leg, blinding pain came over her.

"Dammit!" She cried out as she fell back again the rock behind her.

"What?" Jack asked running up.

Neither thought about the fact of her being almost half naked as he walked up. Only her being in pain was a factor.

"I leaned wrong on my leg." She sighed trying to balance back on her feet.

"Here.' He said taking her hands.

She watched as he took her hands and rested them on his shoulders. Extended his hands to her waist he took the top of her pants and began to pull them up. She stared at him with unmoving eyes as he pulled her pants to her hips and buttoned them. Glancing up he caught her eyes. The stare was intense and sent chills up both of their spines. It became too much and they both had to look away.

"We better head back." Jack said slipping back from her grasp.

"Yeah." She whispered as she turned away.

"You think you can walk?" He asked.

"Don't kn-" She started to say until again pain came over her as she stepped back on her leg.

"Guess that's a no." She chuckled over the pain.

Without warning jack turned his back to her and squatted down. She looked down at him with a raised brow as he glanced back to her.

"Hop on."

"What?" She questioned.

"Hop on. I'll carry you back." He explained.

"Ok…" She said leaning against his back.

When he felt her body pressed to him he reached back around and grabbed onto her calves.

"Wrap you hands around my neck." He instructed.

Doing so he took on the balance of both their weight. Slowly standing he hooked her legs around his hips and secured them with his hands.

"Ready?" He asked trying his best to look back at her.

"Yep." She smiled resting her chin on his shoulder.

A sudden feeling of right came over then both as he began to walk. All that had oddly happened between them when she was swimming had gone away as her wet hair hit his face as he walked along the trail.

Coming back to the caves they were instantly scrutinized with uneasy stares from people as they headed towards the cot. Jack brushed them off as nothing. Kate on the other had looked to each one of them. Wondering what they were thinking at that moment. What questions they had for her.

She turned away from them as Jack turned around and sat her down on the cot. She took a deep breath trying to push them out of her head as she looked up to him. She half expected him to have the same stare, but instead he greeted her only with a smile.

"Jack."

He quickly looked away as Stan; one of the other survivors came walking up to them. He was an average man with chopped dirty blonde hair and the same obvious stubble all the men of the island had.

"Yeah, what's up?" Jack asked.

"Where have you been? Everyone from the beach has been looking for you."

"I was off- what happened at the beach?"

"Someone fell. Nothing to serious, but you should still take a look." Stan explained.

"Ok. I'll be along in a second." Jack said.

As Stan turned and walked away Jack turned back to Kate.

"Well looks like I'm needed." He sighed.

"You always are. It's common for a doctor." Kate smirked.

"Yeah." Jack laughed.

"I want you to take it easy with the leg..." He began.

Kate looked away rolling her eyes with a smile feeling a long list of things to do and not to do coming on.

"Don't put too much weight on it and if you don't need to get up for something don't."

"You done?" She questioned looking back to him.

He couldn't help but smile at her cheap shot.

"I'll be back later." He smiled as he came to his feet.

They exchanged meaning full looks as he walked away and through the caves. Getting to the beginning of the caves he stopped and again looked back to her. She shook her head seeing him not wanting to leave.

"Go. I'll be fine." She lipped through her laughter.

He shook his head as he finally turned from her and headed out on the trail. Shaking her own head she kept smiling as she bent over and pulled off her boots. Letting them fall to the floor she sat back up. She quickly caught the stares again.

They pierced through her she looked to each of them. The only people that didn't see to have this stare and uneasiness about her were Charlie and Claire who went about their own lives as they tried their hardest to get him to walk. They were happy and Kate had to smile.

Closing her eyes she eased back to the cot. As her head came to the pillow below her she opened her eyes and looked up to the canopied ceiling above her. The sun had already begun its descent in the sky. For some reason in that moment she felt weird not seeing, feeling, or hearing Jack.

It was the first time in what seemed like forever that she had been away from him. No matter how it made her feel she'd have to get used to it. He wasn't always going to be at her side. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes again and tried to relax.

She never realized she was asleep. After she closed her eyes she could still feel and hear the sounds around her. It wasn't till she felt an out of place movement next to her that she realized she had been asleep the whole time.

Opening her eyes she was surrounded by darkness. Her eyes darted around seeing everyone lying together asleep. Only dimmed fires lit their dreams and cast their shadows up against the rock surroundings. Her eyes couldn't pull away from them. They all looked so peaceful.

Then she felt a movement up against he back. She almost jumped until she looked back to see Jack lying asleep on his side behind her. His arms resting under his chest and over his hip. His face defined by the fiery shadows. He looked more peaceful then all of them combined. He always did when he was asleep.

She almost couldn't bring herself self away from him. But she didn't want him to wake up and see her staring at him while he slept. So she lay back down facing him. Still she watched him sleep. Entranced with every breath he took.

Reaching out she ran her fingers over his cheek gently. Taking in the feel of his stubble beneath her fingertips. He was so beautiful to her in that moment. He was at peace with no worries. Suddenly he flinched causing her to pull her hand back. Dropping it to the cot she eyed him for a couple seconds making sure he didn't wake up. Then she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

Kate fled through and open door into a long hallway. She ran as fast as she could down the hallway. Looking over her shoulder she saw no one behind her. She was in the clear till she bumped into another body. Both nearly fell down the stair till the man caught her in his arms. She was done for.

"Kate?"

Her heart stopped at the voice. Slowly she turned her head and looked up to see Jack.

"Jack!" She exclaimed in a shocked whisper.

He said nothing as he helped her to her feet. His eyes wondered down the hall toward her apartment.

"Why are you running?"

That was the dumbest question he could have asked her. Why was she always running? Since Ethan was dead and there were no polar bears in LA the only obvious answer was her past.

"I need your car."

"What? Why?" He questioned.

"No time to explain." She told him glancing back down the hallway.

When her eyes turned back to his she saw the intense question in his eyes. A question she didn't even know if she had the answer to.

"Now!' She yelled grabbing his arm and leading him down the stairs.

He led her out the parking garage where his car was parked. He walked up to a silver BMW and stopped at the driver door. She went for the handle, but was stopped by his hand. Her eyes slowly wondered up to him.

"Tell me why you're running."

"I can't." She whispered standing up strait.

"Let me help you." He begged.

"No." She replied struggling with him.

He took control and stood in front of the door. Kate seemed to give up as she stood back.

"Let me in the car Jack!" She breathed.

"No! Not till you tell me…." He began to plead.

"Don't make me hurt you Jack."

"You can't hurt me." He challenged.

She was taken back by this.

"You don't know what I'm capable of." She warned.

"Yes I do."

She took a deep breath realized this was going to go nowhere without force. She didn't want it to come to that, but if she had to she would.

"Jack please."

"No."

With his answer she clenched up her fist and readied herself. Without a second thought she swung at Jack hitting his hard it the jaw. He lost his stance and stumbled to the ground. With a free shot Kate lunged for the door. Opening it she got in and slammed the door before Jack could recover.

Franticly looking around for the keys she realized he had them and probably wouldn't give them to her. She'd have to go the hard way and hot wire. Taking a pocketknife Jack had oddly laying in plain sight she stabbed it into the dashboard. Pulling back she cracked the frame and began to pull it apart.

As soon as she got it all uncovered the passenger door opened. Looking over she felt somewhat relieved that it was Jack. She stopped and watched him as he slid in, sat down, and closed the door. Glancing away she pulled out the necessary wired and went to work.

"What are you doing?' He asked in an odd calming voice.

"Hotwiring."

"Where did you learn to hotwire cars?"

"When you're on the run you pick up a couple things. Now be quiet so I can remember how to do this." She barked.

A jingling sound caught her attention. Turning her head she looked over to see him dangling his keys in front of her. He was taunting her. Looking up to him she saw no trickery in his eyes. He seemed to be offering them to her freely. But she wasn't sure. Maybe she should have tested the waters. She didn't have time for that. She plunged in headfirst.

Grabbing for the keys he let then slip through his fingers and land in hers. With no second thought she put them in and started it up. Pulling out she looked behind and around her for any followers of office gun happy.

She slowly made her way down the levels. As she came to the exit she stopped the car. Eyeing the outside world she took a deep breath.

"Kate please don't run." He begged again.

She didn't look to him.

"Get out of the car Jack."

"No." He refused.

Gripping the steering wheel she revved the engine. She was ready to make her escape with Jack or not.

Before she could take off two police cars came racing to the entrance blocking her way out. Loosening her grip she watched in fear as they got out and drew their guns. This was how it happened before. This was how Tom died. Now Jack was in the passenger seat. She wasn't going to let it happen to Jack.

"Jack get out now!" She ordered staring down the cops as they yelled for her to step out.

"No." He said again.

Slowly looking away from the cops she saw Tom's murder flash before her eyes. In an instant she passed the cops as they shot at her killing Tom. Looking over Jack reappeared. She wasn't going to let it happen again. And Jack obvious wasn't going to get out of the car.

"Then duck!" She yelled as she slammed her foot on the gas, heading strait for the cops.

As the guns fired Kate pushed Jack down in his seat as she tried to maneuver the car and protect herself. Jumping the car over and past the cops she was on open road again. Speeding up as fast as she can she thought that maybe she had made it. Then she remembered how this had happened last time.

Taking a deep breath she looked over to Jack seeing him huddled in the seat not moving. Her heart stopped. Looking between the road and Jack she reached her hand out.

"Jack?" She questioned in worry.

He slowly sat up with his eyes looking around for safety. Seeing him sit up sent joy through her.

"Thank god your all right." She laughed looking back to the road.

"Why wouldn't I be?" He asked with obvious fear.

Kate didn't answer. She was quickly caught by a figure slowly walking along the street it was so oddly familiar. He was tall and lean wearing a dirty button up black shirt. His hair was an unrecognizable color. Oddly to her own power she slowed down to see who it was.

Then a woman quickly came walking up next to him. A woman with short blonde hair, who was no taller then Kate dressed in a cream-colored pantsuit. They both seemed so oddly familiar. As they passed the car he smiled the widest grin as the woman eyed Kate from behind him. Kate's eyes went wide as her heart sank to her stomach. There was no way.

"Sawyer. Sarah." She whispered.

In the instant she realized whom they were gunshots riddled through the windshield. Turning her attention back she saw a man standing in the middle of the street. He was pointing a gun directly at the car as he stared her down.

Suddenly her surroundings darken and changed from a city street to the middle of the jungle. It seemed more familiar; Kate still didn't know where she was and how she had suddenly gotten there. Looking back to the man in front of her she saw him looked over to her side.

Kate glanced over to see Jack. He was frozen in his place as he stared out the window. He quickly took a deep breath, ducked and covered his head. Kate's attention looked back out into the mysterious jungle.

The man was gone and she was now heading strait for a tree. She did as Jack. Quickly taking her hands off the steering wheel she ducked and covered her head. She was instantly jerked back and forth as the car came to a quick stop.

She didn't even look up. She was too scared. Too scared of all the sudden commotion that she didn't understand. Then she felt hands on around her arms.

"Let go of me!" She screamed trying to pull away.

"Kate! Kate!"

She stopped with that voice and looked up to see Jack standing over her. He was beaten and bloody as he tried to clam her down.

"It's me." He said.

His words didn't help. Once she looked around and came to see she was lying on the floor of the jungle as it poured rain instead of being in a car she wanted to panic. Jack wouldn't let her. Pulling at her arm once again, he got her to stand. When she came to her feet they instantly began to move as they were sent running as gunshots whizzed back them.

Kate looked back as they ran. The man who had been standing in front of her when she was driving the car was quickly coming up on them. She turned back feeling Jack pull on her.

"Jack!"

Kate's attention was caught along with Jack's as his name was called. Looking over to the fanatic voice they came to see Sarah coming up next to them.

"Sarah?" Jack questioned.

"What are you doing here?"

"I have to tell you something!" She yelled.

Kate looked back and forth between the two as they argued. She didn't understand what they were talking about, much like she felt about the whole situation around her.

"Hello there Freckles."

That voice made the hair on the back of Kate's neck stand up as her and Jack slowly turned around. There stood Sawyer. He was badly beaten. Worse then Jack. He was almost recognizable, but they knew it was him.

"Sawyer?" Kate questioned loudly over the rain.

"Stay back." Jack warned pressing his hand gently to Kate's stomach as he walked in front of her to protect her.

The instant she felt his hand she was at a loss of breath. Then it felt like electricity ran through her body and stopped at his hand. Her eyes wondered down to see her stomach bulging out as if she was pregnant. Her hands quickly wrapped around as questions spread over her mind.

Gunshots ran through her ear as they barely missed her. She turned around to see "him" again. The main who had been standing in front of the car. He lowered his gun as he walked closer to her. A smile displayed on his face and it clicked in Kate's head.

It was Ethan.

Then something told her to look back to Jack. For some reason she listened to herself in all the insanity. When she did she was filled with overwhelming dread.

Jack was hunched over on the ground with his head inches from the base of a tree. His face wasn't visible, but she didn't need to see it for her to know it wasn't good.

Kneeling down next to him she grabbed his shoulders. Slowly and gently she pulled him back so he was sitting up against the tree. Seeing his face she quickly let go of him as her hands came to her mouth. He was almost unrecognizable as he had been when she first saw him. His face covered in blood from wounds on his head, lips, and chin. Seeing him she didn't know what to do. All she could do was hope he was alive.

Leaning in to look him over all she pushed herself to believe he was just knocked out. That he was ok. That hope was quickly shredded when she didn't hear or feel his warm breath on her skin. Tears welled up in her eyes trying to think of what to do. The truth was she didn't know. She wasn't the doctor he was.

Lightly touching his face she examined his cuts. They weren't extremely bad, but they weren't good. Suddenly it began to pour as she forgot about the others around her. It didn't matter. Only Jack did.

"Jack." She called running her finger over his lips hoping her touch would give him breath.

There was no breath.

"Please wake up!" She demanded shaking his shoulder lightly.

He didn't wake.

"God dammit Jack you know I don't know CPR!" She screamed again touch his lips with vigor.

Again no breath and no movement. Still she wasn't going to give up hope. He had to be alive. She didn't care anymore about her freedom. He was her priority now.

"Please." She cried leaning her forehead into his lips.

She repeated her plea over and over again as her hands slinked down his face and neck to rest loosely upon his chest. When her fingertips came to the shirts material she pulled back in horror. Raising her hand she saw blood dripping down her fingers. She began to shake, as her eyes became unfocused and darted to Jack's chest.

She stared at a pool of blood his shirt that wasn't doing a good of job of soaking up. Quickly she grabbed hold of his collar and ripped the shirt in two. Seeing her demise she gripped the sides of his torn shirt tightly in her hands. He had been shot right above the heart. Just like Tom.

"No." She whispered.

"No."

"No."

"NO!" She yelled falling into his chest.

The tears she held back came out in an instant. She had killed him like she had killed Tom. She took his life into her sad piteous hands and did what she wanted. She had taken his life from him. Not just then, but from the moment she walked up to him that fateful day in the jungle. She shouldn't have sewed him up. She should have turned and left him there. Left him to survive on his own the way she always did. She shouldn't have let him in.

She couldn't pull away. Actually it was more so that she didn't want to. So when he felt a hand wrap around her arm and try and pull her away she struggled. It was no use though. She still came face to face with Sawyer.

"It's kind of sad, I have to admit Freckles." He growled with a taunting smile as he pulled her close.

It wasn't till she felt his body up against her that she realized she was somehow pregnant. Shaking her head she tried to make since of all it. But she couldn't Sawyer wouldn't let her as he kept his grip and forced her to look him in the eyes.

"But hell now I get what want."

Just then she felt something dig into her side. A smile came across his lips. She heard the muffled bang before she felt the surreal pain. Then he let her go.

Stumbling backwards she looked down to see Jack's body lying in the mud. Sarah at his side weeping over him as she touched his unmoving face. She glanced back and gave Kate and defying look before she turned back to Jack.

Kate's hand quickly came to where the pain began. The minute she touched it she knew what happened. Her walk became slowed to a pace as she looked to her fingers. They were covered in blood. She couldn't even react to the shock of it. She could barely stand or keep her eyes open as she looked to each person in front of her.

Ethan.

Sawyer.

Sarah.

Then Jack. She met his still open eyes staring up at her as she lost her balance. As she fell all feeling left her body before she came to rest across Jack's legs. Looking up to the sky above her all went black.

Kate jolted up from the cot in fear. Her body was over come with sweat and short breath from fear. It was almost hard for her to breathe as her body shook.

Instantly she looked around thinking she'd see Ethan, Sawyer, or Sarah, but instead she saw the caves. Everyone still peacefully sleeping in the shadows of the fire. It didn't seem so. Her eyes quickly came to her side for reassurance. When she saw Jack all the fear and dread lifted.

There he lay like he had been. Sleeping on his side. Taking eased breaths as he dreamed. It was almost an overwhelming sense of joy seeing him lay there. Letting out a deep sigh she rested back on her arm as she brought her hand to her face.

Slowly, yet not sure she tried to calm down. It wasn't easy, seeing images of Jack lying dead on the ground. Every couple of seconds she had to look over and make sure eh was still breathing to assure herself. Still seeing him lying there asleep she couldn't shake the odd grip fear suddenly had on her.

She decided it might be best to walk around and try and get her mind off of the horrid images. Before she shifted her weight off the cot she leaned over and kissed Jack on the cheek. Pulling back it was hard to look away from him. Her eyes were still attached to him as she flung her legs over the side.

With a deep breath she pushed her self away as she stood. She couldn't look back as the images again over took her mind as she began to walk around everyone sleeping around her. All she could dwell on was the confusion the dream set over her. It plaque her with questions as she wondered out of the caves and into the jungle.

She wasn't thinking clearly on where she was going as she walked through the deep darkness that almost encased her. Her mind was fixed on the dream. She began to question what it meant. Then the familiarity came about.

It had started like the dream she had within her coma. The one with Jack taking Tom's place in the car as she sped away from the cops. Except this on ended up being a race in the forest as the two tried to get away from Ethan. Then there was the appearance of Sarah and Sawyer. Last time it had only been Sawyer she saw, but Sarah? She didn't even know if this woman was real and she was having dreams about her. None of it made sense. From her driving into a tree to her instantly becoming pregnant at Jack's touch, it all confused her.

"Kate."

She stopped hearing the faint call of her name. Suddenly she heard the sway of leaves, but with no wind to carry them.

"Kate."

It came closer this time. Her heart began to race as her eyes searched the darkness. It was no use. With no light she couldn't see anything.

"Kate."

This time it was right behind her. She quickly fought herself on whether or not to turn around. In the end her curiosity won. Her body shook as she slowly turned around.

What she came to see almost stopped her heart completely. There in front of her was the dim outline of a man standing with as torch in his hand and his back to her. His hair was long and shrouded his face as he stood. He looked familiar in some way, but Kate couldn't put her finger on it.

She tried hard to convince her self it was real or not real. She really didn't know whether to trust herself anymore. So she went on instinct and reached out from the man. Her heart felt as thought it would leap from her chest. Grasping his shoulder she felt the cloth of his shirt underneath her fingertips. It was the only thing the certified reality before he swung away to face her.

The torch quickly came around and ran across her hand, burning it. She pulled it back to her chest in fright as her breath became short.

"Kate?"

She looked up hearing the man call her name again in a low horse southern accent. Her eyes sent wide seeing his deep blue eyes lit up by the fire. She gasped back her breath as she froze with fear. It couldn't be.

"Sa-awyer." She stuttered near breathless.

He seemed scared as well as he stared at her unmoving. Their gazes were intense and questioned, as they looked each other over. Quickly his eyes shifted from her to behind her as the sound of hurried footprints came up behind her.

In a flash he turned and disappeared into the darkness. Leaving her still staring after him in the darkness fighting for breath. As she opened her lips to take in a breath she felt her throat close up and her body began to shake violently. This was a horrid familiarity in the midst of all the confusion and question. She was having a panic attack.

It quickly became worse for her feeling a hand grasp a hold of her shoulder. She quickly turned around and looked up to see Locke staring back at her with question and his own fear written all over his face.

Without words he looked her over seeing her body fighting for breath.

"Saw-ye"

She stopped as her body lost its balance in his grasp. Her knees buckled sending her towards the ground. Locke quickly grabbed a hold of her and tried to help her back up. It was no use. Her was already on the ground near convulsion as her jagged breathing turned to wheezing.

"Kate." He called trying to get her attention as he kneeled down next to her.

She looked up at her with quivering eyes as her lips trembled. She was so scared in that moment. She didn't know what to do. Her body was quickly shutting down and she couldn't do anything to stop it. All she could do was lay there and wait for him to help her.

Locke began to panic himself. He had seen her go through this many times, but didn't know exactly what to do. All he could do was get her back to Jack.

Sliding his arms under her picked her up. Slowly coming to his feet he adjusted her the best he could. Looking down to her as her head fell back over his arm with her eyes wide with fear upon him, he prayed he could make it back in time.

"Hold on Kate. We're going to Jack." He told her as he began to quickly race through the jungle.