CHAPTER 5:

Kate woke up with a start early the next morning, with the worst headache imaginable . She scanned her eyes around the room, wondering where she was. Was she dead, was she alive? She had no idea..

Then, through the darkness surrounding her, she saw the outline of a person, at the end of her bed, and she let out an earsplitting scream.

The figure at the end of the bed jumped up and ran over to her. She tried to move away from it, still screaming. She fell of the edge of the bed and felt a piercing pain in he left leg, but she ignored it, she had to get away from whoever or whatever was coming towards her. Then, when the pain go so intense that she couldn't stand it any longer, another figure burst into the tent, and that was the last thing Kate saw before she fell back to the ground, unconscious.

"What happened!" Jack asked Sawyer as he propped Kate's head up on his knee's.

"I don't know" Sawyer replied, his voice shaky" She just, woke up and started screaming". "okay, look, come here and help me lift her back up here"

Sawyer walked over, took Kate's legs, . and lifted her up onto the bed, when he felt something wet on his arm, he looked down, and saw blood. He scanned his eyes over Kate's legs, and saw a large patch of blood, just below the left leg of he pants.

"Shit" he said" jack, I think you might wanna come and check this out".

Jack quickly walked over to Sawyers side, and he to saw it. "oh no, she must've done it when she fell off the bed, can you grab me that medical kit over there" he said, as he pointed to the corner of the tent, where a small bag lay, containing what little supplies they had left.

Sawyer picked up the bag and handed it to Jack, his hand still shacking from the shock of kate's outburst.

Jack put the bag down beside him, and tried to role up the pant leg of Kate's jeans, but was unable to get them past the lower part of he knee. "shit" he said under his breath, wondering how on earth he was going to check it out now.

Sawyer heard his cursing and turned to look at him, immediately understanding what was wrong, and knowing what had to be done.he grinned to himself despite the seriousness of the situatiation.

"Sawyer," Jack said as he looked up and saw the smirk on his face.He decided to ignore the expression, knoing that commenting on it would most likely make matters worse."Sawyer I need you to help me sit her up, and take her pants off"

With this Sawyer let out a small laugh. He knew that in a time like this , it really wasn't appropriate to be making jokes but then again, it uaually never was whenever he decided to let out a smarmy comment.

Sawyer moved over to where Kate's legs lay on the makeshift bed. He carefully place one hand on the small of he back, and one leg just beneath her knees, being careful not to cause further damage to her injury.

Jack reached over and undid the button on her jeans, and pulled down the zip. He felt like a complete pervert, but he tried hard to convince himself that he was only doing it as a doctor, not as the man who was totally head over heals in love with her.

He placed his hands on either side of her waste and pulled her jeans down, over and off her feet, and then placed them on the ground, at the end of the bed.

He looked at her tanned and voluptuous body, her long legs, her sexy black underwear, it was almost to much to bare. He looked down her legs, and was snapped out of his fantasies by the sight of Kates knee. There was blood everywhere, cascading down her towards her foot.

"Son of a bitch" Sawyer exclaimed upon seeing her injury. It made him feel queasy in the pit of his stomach.

Jack pulled off his shirt, and ripper it down the middle. He shivered in the cool night air, but didn't take any notice of it. He slowly and carefully lifted Kate's leg up just enough to slip the shirt under it. He then progressed to tie the shirt around her knee, to try and stop the bleeding.

He began to pull on the sleeves of his shirt, to tighten it around Kate's leg, when the pain became to intense for her, and she regained consciousness. Jack was only just able to finish what he was doing, when she realized what had happened earlier on.

She began to scream again, not knowing what was going on, and who the strange men who were surrounding her. She tried to move away from them, but a hand landed on her shoulder, and gripped her firmly." Calm down freckles" said the voice, and for some reason, this soothed her.

She sat on the bed, still breathing deeply, beginning to feel the pain traveling up her leg.

"Where am I?" she asked, her heart still racing "and who are you people ?"

Dum dum dummmmmmmmmmmmmm!

Is that a cliffy? Well it was ment to be, but I really suck at that sorta thing.

Ok, so (cough cough) so whats up with Kate, did the whole back from the dead thing do something to her memory, or to her perception of things around her? Guess you'll just have to wait and find out! Naha, unless you don't like my story, then, WHAT ARE YOU READING IT FOR! Lol, thanks a lot guys, and pleez keep reviewing! I really love getting your feedback!

Amy