Title: Still Not Found
Characters &Pairings: Jack/Kate, mentioning of everyone still living as of 2.09
Spoilers: A small spoiler from "The Hunting Party" (coming up January 18, or something like that.) but mostly stuff from "What Kate Did"
Disclaimer: Pointless to say, but I don't own any of this. Belongs to JJ, Carlton and everyone else at ABC
Announcement: Sorry for late return. I wrote this while on Christmas break with family. I came back home and just edited this quickly before trying to post it, but for some reason it was being real slow so I left it be. Anyways, I was busy after Christmas and decided today that I have to post because it's been way to long.
All mistakes are mine! I have no idea how courts in the states (let alone Canada, really) work so if some scenes seem unrealistic, let me know! As always, reviews are love!

Kate sat in the waiting room. It was three thirty. She came early in hopes of Jack's shift being finished off quickly, but he was nowhere in sight. She wore her Red Sox baseball cap down low, covering her freckles, her hair that was in a pony tail…anything that is a memorable feature. The same nurse was on shift at the reception desk and she didn't want to make things more difficult than they are. People are crazy; they might call her stalker, bomb threat, any sort of other criminal title that she hasn't (or possibly has) received.

She reached over to the very twenty first century looking coffee table beside her. It had three stalks of magazines. She flipped through them slowly, taking her time, knowing she had plenty to burn before Jack came out. She hit an old issue of Time Magazine after flipping through Seventeen and OK! Magazine aimlessly. The cover of Time caught her eye. It was a picture of Locke, Michael, Walt, and two other women. Kate thought really hard to remember the last two names, 'Jane and… Lauren? Laura? Lara? Something like that.' Kate thought. Inside was a ten page article about Oceanic Flight 815, the crash, the survivors, the island itself, and a special feature "Where Are They Now?"

Kate quickly scanned for names she knew, for her own name. They mentioned Hurley ("Hugo 'Hurley' Reyes resides currently with his family in California. He is enjoying the wealth from his lotto winnings and involves a lot with the youth of the city he lives in. He visits hospitals, shelters…"), Charlie and Claire, (Pace, the bass player for the has-been band 'Drive Shaft', lives in England with his island found love, Claire Littleton and son Aaron…"), and Sawyer ("Con man, James 'Sawyer' Ford, was not located but friends say he is healthy and enjoying his free life…"). Others she knew weren't mentioned; Time states that they couldn't get a hold of them.

Kate sighed. It was only quarter to four. She still had time to waste. But the thought that it was only fifteen minutes away made her nervous. Jack had questions, it was obvious that he did; he knew about her past. She would have to answer them, but she didn't know how. Just like she didn't know how to answer Jack when she ran off after that kiss in the jungle. Kate still doesn't know why.

Jack walked over, "Hey."

"Uhm, hey." Kate replied. Awkwardness flooded over her but she tried to shake it off. "What's up?"

"Not a lot…" Jack trailed off, "Look, Locke, Sawyer, maybe Jin, and I are going to help Michael find Walt. Jin and Locke are just getting things set up and I just wanted to, you know, let you know. If anything happens that might need medical help, find Libby. And if it's really bad, we'll be up in the western part of the island today."

Kate looked up, "Okay. Well, be careful. We don't know…"

"I know," Jack smiled, "and thanks."

Silence came and Kate smiled to herself, just to do something; she had to think of something to say.

"Well, I should go…" Jack got up and with one last look, started to head off.

Kate jumped up, "Hey, Jack? I, uh, just want to say I'm sorry. For making things…different. I didn't want to -"

"But you did, Kate." Jack interrupted, "And are you sorry about running off or just everything…?"

Kate stared down at her shoes, "Running's what I do, Jack."

He gave her a sympathetic hand on the shoulder and walked away.

"Hey, Kate."

"Jack! You're off early!" Kate glanced at her watch. 'Did ten minutes really go by so fast?' She wondered.

"Five minutes early." Jack shrugged, "Okay, so, where do you want to go?"

"Anywhere is fine. Really. I just don't have a car. Or a ride of any sort really. I was hoping you had…"

Jack laughed, "Yeah, we can use my car."

Kate smiled back, "Alright! Great. Let's go…wherever." She picked up her bag and followed behind him.

Minutes later they were in his car driving down the highway. The silence was awkward and both wanted to say something, but nothing came to mind.

"How've you been? I know it sounds stupid to ask, but really, are you healthy? Do you have enough money? Are you living all right? Are you on the run, Kate?" Jack eventually asked, slowly asking question after question.

"I'm good, Jack. I'm pretty sure I'm healthy. I haven't been sick for a while. I'm eating all right too. I have money. I'm living in an apartment I'm renting in Washington." Kate slowly answered each question not really wanting to answer the last one because she didn't know what to answer. "Hey, Jack. Stop at this place." Kate pointed to a small diner called Al's. 'How cliché.' Kate thought to herself. "I heard pancakes are fantastic here."

Jack smiled and said nothing, just turned and parked.

When they walked inside an orange haired young girl greeted them, "Welcome to Al's! Table for two?" Before answering, she led the to a small booth near the mini bar. "Here are your menus…and would you like anything to drink?" She asked. Her cheerfulness surprisingly not so fake feeling.

"I'm fine," Jack said, looking over at Kate. She dodged the running question. Quiet well actually.

"Water, thanks." Kate glanced back at Jack and the young girl walked off.

"Now it's time for me to give you the third degree, are you doing okay, Jack?" Kate asked, her face serious.

"I'm fine, doing alright. Things are trying to feel as normal as possible, you know?" Kate nodded and he went on, Jack would ask her later on, "I'm working, living in an apartment and getting a lot of calls from journalists."

They talked some more, asking whatever popped into their heads to avoid that awkward bubble. When they saw the waitress come back, they ordered quickly, picking small dishes because both knew they would be talking more than eating.

Once the two plates of salads arrived, Jack finally got the nerve to ask, "Kate, are you running? Honestly, are you?"

Kate chewed and swallowed her food, obviously thinking her answer, "Running from what, Jack?"

He sighed. "The law?"

Kate looked him in the eye, "The law? No."

Before the boat docked, she was aloud to see everyone else. She smiled, saying she'll try to keep in touch as she stuffed pieces of paper with numbers of family or friends they would be staying at. Hurley was different though.

"I'm going to miss you, Hurley."

"Me too. Look, dude, I know you're in some trouble with the law and stuff and I'm willing to help you with a lawyer and stuff like that. Anything to get you out of this you know? 'Cause dude, jail time is so the last thing anyone deserves after being stuck on Craphole Island."

"That's sweet, Hurley. But I don't think it's necessary, I mean a lawyer costs a lot…"

"Don't worry about it. Seriously." Hurley smiled. "Plus, I owe you. All them golf challenges and stuff."

Three days later, in L.A., she was held in custody and Hurley's lawyer came. Her case was set up to be reviewed three weeks later.

The lawyer was good. He persuaded the judge to cut the original twenty years to being set free and under parole. She had a curfew, she wasn't aloud to leave America, firearms and alcohol were forbidden and she had to do volunteer hours.

Kate was lucky. She knew it. She quickly finished off her 200 hours for volunteering and checked in on her dad and a few random family members. Then she was off. The first thing she did was visit Hurley down in California. He wasn't kidding when there was nothing to worry about, it was obvious he was loaded and Kate was even more grateful for him to be so kind to her. After staying for the day, she went off to find Jack.

Kate explained what happened with Hurley and the lawyer and everything. "I'm lucky, Jack, I'm so lucky. But a part of me just likes the new town feeling. It's hard to explain…"

"It's alright, Kate. Really. You don't have to explain that. It's good to know that you're okay." Jack answered. With that they continued to eat finish off their petit dinner.

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