I do not own "Lost" or Kate, Jack and Sawyer. I also do not own "Building a Mystery" which belongs to Sarah Mclachlan
Chapter 7- Building a Mystery
"It's Halloween!" Chloe screamed running into Kate and Jack's room.
Jack slowly rested his head upwards, he cracked his eyes open tiredly, and glanced at the giddy child. "It is?"
"Yes! You know what that means Jack?"
"More sleep," Jack closed his eyes once more, and then flopped his head backwards onto his pillow. His body was warm even though most of the covers were bunched around Kate. A smile crossed his face, when he realized that her head was resting on his chest, and her arm was wrapped around him. He sighed in satisfaction, and then allowed himself to get more comfortable.
"Jack! Mommy has to go to work, you and Kate have to take me."
"Uhuh," Jack mumbled. He rested his chin atop Kate's head, and then kissed her chestnut locks. Jack then turned slightly, and wrapped his arm around Kate. She stirred and then moved her hand up and down his back. For a moment he had forgotten Chloe was in the room with them.
"Mommy has a lot of costumes in the attic, please…pretty please, will you and Kate take me?"
"What about Sawyer?" Jack moaned.
Chloe crawled on the bed next to Jack and Kate, and then rested her head in her hands. "He's being grumpy."
Jack couldn't help but smile, "You'll get used to it."
Chloe placed her hand on Jack's arm and then leaned forward, "Please, with candy coated raindrops, sugar plum fairies, and princesses that look like Kate on top." When Jack didn't respond Chloe tapped him again. "I know you can't resist the part about princesses that look like Kate,"
Jack smiled. "Chloe…"
"We can play dress up, and have lots of candy! Oh and Jack, if you and Kate go, I promise I will give you some of my candy."
"Okay," Jack grumbled before he realized what he was getting himself into.
"Yay! You're the best." Chloe hugged him and then jumped off the bed. "Blueberry or Strawberry pancakes?"
Jack chuckled, he sat up slightly and then kissed Kate on the cheek. "You cook a lot don't you? I don't know that many seven year olds that cook like this."
"Eight," Chloe corrected holding up eight fingers.
"Oh excuse me…" Jack looked down and then smirked down at the covers. "Eight year olds."
"My mommy taught me." Chloe turned around and then paused. She glanced behind her back at Kate and then at Jack. "Are you married yet?"
Jack was taken aback. He raised an eyebrow. "Am I married?"
Chloe nodded, "Yes…are you and Kate married yet?"
"No,"
Chloe snapped her fingers, "This is going to be harder than I thought."
Jack looked back at Chloe in amusement, she stared up at the ceiling thoughtfully, and then she smiled. "Where is the ring?"
Jack couldn't believe he was having a conversation about his relationship with Kate to an eight year old girl. He glanced outside at the foliage falling from the trees. The southern sky was dark, at seven and the sun was just starting to peek out from the morning clouds. Jack smiled at the sight. He was starting to get used to North Carolina, despite all the chaos that should forbid him from doing so.
"Jack! You're not listening to me." Chloe called.
"Oh sorry,"
Chloe placed her hands to her face and smiled widely, "That's okay, I'm going to make breakfast, and if Sawyer walks by, tell him to come into the kitchen so I can show him how to make eggs the proper way." She shook her head, "I'm going to make Sawyer three pancakes…all of them with smiles on the face."
"That's nice, Sawyer could use a smile somewhere." Jack said in an arrogant tone. He remembered that he had intentions of trying to salvage his "relationship" with Sawyer at some point so he left it at that.
Kate stirred next to him.
Jack rested his cheek against her face. She nuzzled his neck, and then wrapped her arms tighter around his body. He liked this, just cuddling with Kate, made everything seem okay, at least until she left.
"You're warm," She mumbled.
"Am I?" Jack asked.
Kate nodded, "Yeah, how because I have all the covers." She pulled all of the covers from around her, and then wrapped Jack up. "Sorry about that, I like to fight for the covers in my sleep, and I like to kick and punch…"
"I know," Jack rubbed his jaw. "You socked me in the face a couple of times with your foot."
Kate's mouth dropped, "What?"
Jack grinned, his hazel eyes crinkling at the corners. "Yeah, you were fighting like Rocky,"
Kate placed her hand to her head in embarrassment, "I beat you up?"
Jack rubbed his jaw, "Most of the sting is gone, and you know what's even funnier?"
"What?" Kate asked propping herself up and then resting her arms on the bed.
"When I woke up in the middle of the night, you had somehow managed to end up on the other side. Your arms were halfway off the bed, and your foot was in my face."
Kate blushed, "Your lying,"
Jack shook his head, "You kicked me enough to realize that it wasn't a dream."
"I'm sorry," She pulled the covers back and then sat up. Kate stretched tiredly, and then glanced outside. "I've always hated Halloween."
"Really?"
Kate nodded, "First of all I'm not really into being scared, and second of all I never really celebrated it."
"Not even for the candy?" Jack asked.
"No, I heard Chloe ask you to take her trick or treating. If you do that then you minus as well dress up as a fugitive, or a hostage."
"Funny, but we can't take her trick or treating that's way to risky, and besides I'm too grown to be playing dress up, Sawyer on the other hand…"
"Jack," Kate warned.
Jack nodded in understanding. "I guess I'm going to have to deal with my issues with him sooner or later."
Kate looked down, "Me too," She watched as Jack got up, he was wearing a wife beater and his boxers, while she was dressed in the shirt he had worn yesterday and some black shorts. "I'm worried about Sawyer,"
"He's troubled,"
"We all are Jack…but he's more so." Kate crossed her arms and then turned towards the window where Sawyer was putting a scarecrow up that was wearing the farmer costume Jack had worn a couple of days ago. She raised her eyebrow.
Jack walked over to her, and then tilted his head to the side in confusion. Kate mimicked his action.
"Is that a scarecrow?" Jack asked.
Kate nodded.
"Wearing my overralls?"
Kate smirked, "Yes, I guess Sawyer is trying to scare the kids that might stop by here, or maybe he's just showcasing some pre-Christmas grinch spirit. I'm going to go talk to him, after I take care of something." Kate moved away from Jack, but he reached for her arm.
Kate turned her bright green eyes in his direction.
"Did you hear something tapping on the window last night, or walking outside?"
Her mouth dropped slightly and her eyebrows dropped low over her eyes. "I didn't hear anything."
Jack frowned, "Maybe I was dreaming." He slowly let his hands drop from Kate's soft skin. "I'm going to get showered."
"Let me know when you need another shaving." Kate added somewhat lightheartedly.
Jack smiled rubbing his chin, "Ask me again on Thanksgiving."
Kate nodded with a smile, and then turned around to saunter out of the room.
Jack sighed as he watched after her. He ran his hands over his dark brown hair which had grown considerably since May, but still was on the shorter side than longer. He could see Kate giving him a haircut next. A smile crossed his face. He was going to suggest it.
Jack shifted his eyes back towards Sawyer, who was now smoking a cigarette. His back was rested against a tree, and his free hand was tucked in the pockets of his jeans. He looked angry. Jack scowled, He wasn't sure how he was going to bring himself to say anything to Sawyer.
There was a knock on the door.
Jack turned around wanting to see Kate, but instead he saw Taylor. She was dressed in nurse scrubs, and her hair was pulled up into a ponytail. She smiled sweetly.
"I'm about to go to work, and Chloe is about to leave for school."
Jack nodded, "Okay, we'll promise to keep the place clean for you." A feeling of guilt washed over him at the thought of Darren, the man that Kate and Sawyer supposedly killed. Jack hadn't forgotten about him, he had just decided not to think about him for Kate's sake.
"Chloe told me that you and Kate were taking her trick or treating." Taylor smiled, "Don't worry though, you're off the hook."
Jack nodded once again.
"Chloe's never been trick or treating before because usually we throw parties at home in the attic, we make a theme, put on some music, and I give her candy, but not too much. I guess she figures that since I'm working all day I'm not going to be able to celebrate with her."
Jack watched as Chloe came from behind her mom with a pout on her face. "Uh…I guess we could throw a Halloween party for her?"
"Yay!" Chloe screamed excitedly.
Jack blushed to himself, not exactly sure what he had gotten himself into. He was never a party person, especially not when it came to kids parties.
"You don't have to do that." Taylor said.
"But he wants to!" Chloe squealed.
Kate glanced out the window as she walked towards the room Sawyer and Taylor shared. She looked around quickly and then pushed the door open. The bed was made neatly with a cinnamon comforter, and in the corner a couch was setup for Sawyer. Kate turned around to make sure no one came in behind her, and then dropped down onto the floor. She grabbed Sawyer's bag from underneath the bed, opened it, and then started to search for the gun. Seconds later her hands ran along the lethal weapon. Kate zipped back the duffel bag, tossed it underneath the bed, and made her way back towards the door. She didn't want Sawyer to hurt himself, so she had to do this.
Kate made sure the safety was on and then tucked the gun in between the elastic band of the shorts she was wearing, the gun pressed against her stomach, and she shivered. The quicker Kate got rid of it the better. She walked towards the door, and pushed it open. Sawyer sat on the porch smoking another cigarette.
"Hey," She said.
He remained silent.
Kate refrained from getting to close to him, because she felt the gun starting to slip from the elastic band. She wrapped Jack's long sleeved shirt tighter around her body, and walked towards the forest.
"Where ya goin?" Sawyer snapped suddenly.
Kate turned around to him surprised. "To um…"
He narrowed his eyes back at her. "I get the feeling you're up to no good, what the hell are you up too?"
Kate turned away from him and continued to walk. She expected Sawyer to follow her but he didn't. Kate turned around to look at him. His expression was emotionless so she couldn't tell what he was thinking. Closing her eyes, she sighed in relief that she wouldn't have to worry about Sawyer and the gun again. After Kate walked a little further into the woods, she crouched down next to a tree, and looked down at the soggy mud. Too bad she wasn't able to bring a shovel out here with her.
With her hands she started to dig. Burrow a hole into the drenched earth, Kate shivered as the cold mud coated her fingers and wrist. After she was satisfied with the depth of the hole, she pulled the gun from the safety of her shorts and tossed into the opening.
Her beauty astonished him. Every time he rested his eyes on her, his captivation increased. Surely he was intrigued by her, but intrigue was too weak of a word because his love for her was more than that. He was captivated, astonished, mesmerized, and he would even go as far as saying obsessed with her. His hands drew circles on the branch as he watched her, the circles stopped and then he started to trace her name. Kate, Kate, Kate.
He closed his eyes as he tried to imagine kissing her. She would enjoy it as much as he because they were meant to be. No one else deserved her, no one else! And he knew what she was doing. Kate was trying to make him jealous by pretending to love those other men, she wanted him to react and get them. His fists clenched as he watched the dark haired man he had seen earlier approach from a distance. His eyebrows dropped low over his eyes as he watched him. He reached for his gun, and then paused. No, now wasn't the right time to kill the villain…He would wait. Wait until the time was right, wait until he could torture him, and make him die a painful death. It had to be done that way, because he knew that's the way Kate would want it.
He stopped tracing Kate's name against the aged bark of the tree as the "villain" came closer to her, and then he sunk back into the darkness so they couldn't see him. It would only be a matter of time before he could be with his hero, his role model, his love, and his fugitive, Kate.
Kate stood up and then ran her sneakers over the grave filling it with mud. She stomped the soft earth firmly making sure it was buried and rubbed her hands together. Kate shivered, it was too cold outside to be wearing shorts. Not noticing that Jack was standing right beside her, she turned around and walked right into him.
Jack stumbled as Kate's forehead hit his chin, and her body slammed against his. He steadied himself by reaching out for her.
Kate looked back at him in surprise, "You followed me?"
"I shouldn't have, but I don't want you coming out here by yourself." He looked around obviously unaware of the gun that Kate had just buried. He was curious to know why Kate kept on coming out into the woods by herself, but he wasn't going to ask. "I still haven't found the ring yet."
Kate looked around trying to remember where she and Sawyer had been the night she was wearing Jack's shirt with the ring. A feeling of loss washed over her, she desperately wanted to find that ring.
"What are you looking for?" Jack asked softly.
Kate couldn't bring herself to tell him that she had lost his ring in the woods so she shrugged. "Nothing really, I was just thinking about…Sawyer."
"The guy that tried to purposely trip me as I came down the stairs to find you, he wants me to fight him again."
"Jack," Kate warned shaking her head.
"I know Kate, I don't want to get in another fight with him. We're adults here not high school students, but I'm not sure how to deal with him. I'm not exactly the highest ranked person on his list, so I have a feeling he's going to provoke me left and right."
Kate looked down, "He doesn't care for me too much either, but what can you do."
Jack looked around, and then placed his hand on Kate's lower back. "Why don't you take a hot shower and get changed before you get cold."
"Your motherly concern for me is worthy of an award."
Jack smiled, "I've been trying to keep a handle on my worrying, and I've made progress but…"
"There is only so much a person can ignore without being considered cold and unfeeling."
Kate had stolen the words right from his mouth so he gave her a nod. "I try not to be either, but c'mon lets get you inside."
Most of the day Jack and Kate stayed in the attic getting it ready for the Halloween "party" they were going to throw for Chloe.
Kate reached in the decoration box that was labeled "Halloween Goodies" and pulled out some orange and black streamers. She tossed them at Jack, and then pulled out orange lights. "Taylor does this every Halloween?"
Jack turned away from the bowl that he was pouring candy into. "I guess so, do you want a Hersheys?"
Kate smiled, "Duh,"
Jack grabbed two and sat down next to her. "Here you go."
"Thanks," She said quietly. Kate unwrapped the miniature chocolate bar, and then took a bite. She smiled in satisfaction, and then placed it in between her teeth. "Have some,"
"Huh?" Jack asked.
Kate pointed to her mouth, and then stuck the chocolate out a little further with her tongue. She wasn't exactly sure when her relationship with Jack had turned into this nonstop "flirt fest" but somehow despite everything she was finally starting to feel okay with it.
Jack's cheeks turned red as he leaned forward to taste the chocolate between her teeth, and then get to the main prize her lips. Kate used her tongue to stick the miniature piece of chocolate out further. A smile crossed Jack's features as he leaned forward placing his hand on Kate's leg. He never wanted chocolate as badly as he did now. Jack's mouth closed over the chocolate and then he started to kiss Kate. The piece of chocolate was in his mouth now, but he couldn't focus on that because he was too involved in the feverish kisses he was placing all over Kate's mouth, chin, and cheeks.
Kate placed her hand on the back of Jack's head and smoothed down his hair. She then trailed her hand down his arm until she reached his hand which was still on her leg.
Jack pulled back and smiled. "Are we crazy?"
Kate nodded, "I'm not too sure what's wrong with me."
"Me either, at least we're going crazy together, better together than alone right?"
Kate nodded once again. "I wonder what Sawyer's doing?"
"Before I came upstairs to help you decorate this place he was sitting on the couch watching sports with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other." Jack squeezed Kate's thigh when her green eyes stared off.
She focused her attention back on him. "We should finish this up before Chloe gets back, I still can't believe we're throwing a Halloween party?"
"I know, we aren't exactly the most dangerous of Outlaws," He delivered with a smile.
Kate stood up and then tapped Jack's nose lightly. "Did you say Taylor and Chloe usually have a theme?"
Jack nodded as Kate placed her hand underneath his chin.
"What's our theme?" Kate asked looking outside and watching as Sawyer stalked into the woods with a shovel. She completely lost her train of thought as she watched Sawyer disappear into the mass of trees coated with orange, yellow and brown leaves.
"How about the 80's?"
Kate shifted her attention away from Sawyer quickly and then nodded in agreement, "I grew up in the 80's."
"And I went to high-school in the 80's."
Kate smiled down at him once more, "I have to go check on something, why don't you put some more thought into our Halloween/80's party."
"Going after Sawyer?" Jack asked.
"No, I wanted to look for something. I'll be back." Kate turned around.
Jack grabbed her arm and then trailed his finger down to her hands. "Are you looking for the ring?"
"Maybe,"
Sawyer followed the footprints into the forest. He knew what Kate was doing the second she stepped outside and headed into the woods. Sawyer raised an eyebrow as the tracks stopped beside a tree. He placed down the shovel and then crouched down to examine the freshly disturbed soil. With his hands he started to dig what appeared to be a shallow hole. Sawyer came across a small object, he quickly pulled it out.
"What the…" He brushed off some more dirt and stared back at the object quizzically. It was a small object with three windows, two wings on each side, and the nose was painted in red. It was a miniature airplane.
Sawyer covered the hole back with dirt and then stared at the airplane once more. Why would Kate bury this?
"What are you doing?"
Sawyer quickly tucked the airplane in his pocket. She wasn't getting the damn thing back until he got his gun. "Like I gotta answer to you."
Kate crossed her arms, "Am I supposed to just turn my back on you."
"Yeah you should, I treated you like shit yesterday, and if you stay long enough I'll do it again. So why don't you leave?"
Kate rested her back against a tree. "Were you really going to do it yesterday?"
"Where is Aladdin these days huh, don't he know Princess Jasmine is speaking to Jafar behind his back?"
Kate raised an eyebrow.
"The kid had me watching Aladdin," Sawyer groaned turning away from Kate. "You and Jackie boy like in a fantasy that I don't want nothing to do with."
"We don't live in a fantasy."
"Yeah you do Freckles, and ya know what it makes me sick. We're in a fcked up situation but you're not seeing the big picture here."
"What do you want from me Sawyer?"
"I'm trying to figure out what you want from me, because all I'm going to do is make you cry." He narrowed his eyes at her. "You're about to cry aren't you…You need Jack to come and beat my ass again."
"You were going to kill yourself the other day."
"Someone will kill me eventually so why not get it over with. You and Jack keep on planning that wedding, we'll see if it happens."
"You know what I did hide that gun."
"Where is it!" Sawyer barked suddenly.
"I am not going to let you hurt yourself, so if I have to intervene then I will."
Sawyer stepped towards her menacingly as if he was going to hit her, but he wouldn't dare. He was considerably taller than her, so he stared her down. "Give me the gun."
Kate pushed him away from her.
Sawyer stared back at her in shock.
"Do you realize how many people love you? What do you think would happen if you killed yourself, are you really that selfish Sawyer. Think about Taylor, Chloe…and even me."
Sawyer smirked, he looked down and then tilted his head to the side. "How touching. The only person that will give a damn when I'm dead is the guys that are after me so they won't have to search no more."
Kate raised her chin. "Well if you're going to ignore Taylor and I, think about Chloe, she's eight, how do you think she's going to react when she finds out you're never coming back."
"Bullshit." He turned to walk away from her, but Kate grabbed him by the sleeve.
"What are you going to do now? Jump off a bridge?"
"Get the fck off me woman."
"And if I don't."
Sawyer narrowed his eyes down at her. There was only one way to make her leave him alone, one way he could make her run back to Jack without physically hurting her. He was going to be as disgusting as he could muster, show her how much of a pig he could be, and shatter whatever image she had built of him.
You come out at night
That's when the energy comes
And the dark side's light
And the vampires roam
You strut your rasta wear
And your suicide poem
And a cross from a faith that died
Before Jesus came
You're building a mystery
Sawyer pulled Kate closer to him. His lips twisted into a sick smile. He was going to make her hate him. Make her want to give him the gun. His hands dug into the flesh of her arm, strong enough to make her skin flush red, but not strong enough to hurt her. She stared back up at him in confusion, like she was curious to what he would do next, but nervous as well. Sawyer pressed her hand against his stomach.
"What are you doing?"
"Getting what I want." He drawled out slowly. Sawyer wanted her to give him another reason to end his life. He needed it like he needed air. With his other hand he trailed his hand down her lower back. He wasn't going to hurt her, but he wanted to cross his boundaries.
"What are you doing?" Kate repeated.
Sawyer kept his mouth closed. His eyes were halfway closed as he looked down at her. He pulled her closer to him, she wasn't giving into him, but she wasn't pulling away either.
"I know what you're trying to do." Kate said calmly.
"What's that baby doll?"
"You're trying to chase me away…but it's not going to be that easy. I know you Sawyer, and…"
"Shut up, you don't know me."
She stared back at him in hurt for a couple of seconds and then recomposed herself.
"Or maybe you do, because it takes a monster to know another monster."
Kate narrowed her eyes at him.
Sawyer tightened his grip on Kate's wrist. "I'm no angel, and neither are you. How convenient is it that you suddenly decide to change for the better when good ol' Jackass Shepard M.D. shows up."
Kate remained silent.
Sawyer brought his face closer to Kate's. "You're wasting your time here, not everyone can be saved."
You live in a church
Where you sleep with voodoo dolls
And you won't give up the search
For the ghosts in the halls
You wear sandals in the snow
And a smile that won't wash away
Can you look out the window
Without your shadow getting in the way?
"I don't know what you thought you saw in me, but it was an illusion. I'm not what you think sweet cheeks." Sawyer pressed his leg against Kate's. "I don't care about anyone but myself."
"It sounds forced I don't believe you." Kate said stubbornly.
Sawyer allowed the dark side of him to take over. He forced himself to disregard Kate's feelings, and ultimately the conscious that he did have somewhere inside of him. No more being nice, he wanted the gun, and whether he wanted to hurt Kate or not there was no other way. "You wanna know what I think."
Kate stared back at him.
"I think that Jack's going to die first, and you wanna know why Freckles?"
Kate's mouth dropped, and her eyebrows furrowed low over her eyes. She forced herself to remember what Sawyer was doing, he was trying to get her upset. Kate composed herself, or at least tried to.
"Jack's going to die first because of you. A situation will come up when you have to either save him or die…and you know what you're gonna do? You're gonna run, and leave him, because deep down you're no better than me…"
"Shut up!"
Sawyer smirked at Kate's sudden break in determination. "See how easy it is to get under your skin." He placed his nose against hers.
Kate shuddered but didn't pull back. He was doing this purposefully, and she wasn't going to back down. She raised her hand to push him back, but stopped when she noticed that he wasn't really looking at her. From what she could see his eyes were half-closed, and he was smiling, but his eyes didn't match up, she saw sadness in them.
Before Kate could say anything else Sawyer pressed his lips against hers. Throwing her for a complete and utter shock, Kate released her grip from Sawyer's hand as he pressed his lips against her own. She pushed him back, but he wrapped his arms around her forcefully.
You're so beautiful
With an edge and charm
but so careful
When I'm in your arms
Cause you're working
Building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're working
Building a mystery
And choosing so carefully
Kate pushed him away from her once again, Sawyer let go with a smile.
He grabbed himself, let go, and then raised his chin. "I've been meaning to do that for a while, was it as good for you as…"
Before he could finish Kate lashed out. Her hand went soundly across his face. Sawyer's head jerked to the right and his long dirty blonde hair splayed wildly around his face as he stumbled backwards.
Kate placed her stinging hand down by her side. Her stomach rose with every shaky and confused breath she took. She closed her eyes. That's what he wanted her to do, Sawyer had been feeding off of her emotions, and he wanted her to give him a reason to believe that she didn't care about him.
Sawyer placed his hand to his aching jaw. His smile had disappeared. "Now will you give me my gun."
"I didn't mean to…"
"I just want my gun, damn it Kate!"
"Why do you want me to hate you so much."
Sawyer forced himself up, and stormed away from Kate.
You woke up screaming aloud
A prayer from your secret god
You feed off our fears
And hold back your tears, oh
Give us a tantrum
And a know it all grin
Just when we need one
When the evening's thin
Kate sighed and then looked around the woods. She didn't know what to do for him anymore. He was good at pushing people away, and he had even managed to get her to smack him even though she knew what he was doing. Sawyer was too complex, and it took a great deal of energy worrying about him. She closed her eyes, and then held her hands close to her body. Sawyer was loosing his will to live, and it was only a matter of time, before he tried to kill himself again. She had promised herself she wasn't going to cry, but she felt her eyes starting to grow watery. How was Kate supposed to help him, when he purposely pushed her away whenever she got to close.
You're a beautiful
A beautiful fucked up man
You're setting up your
Razor wire shrine
Cause you're working
Building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're working
Building a mystery
And choosing so carefully
Sawyer rested his back against Taylor's bed. He pulled the miniature airplane out of his pocket, and looked back at it in anger and disappointment. He regretted kissing Kate the way he did, he just wanted her to get off his back. Sawyer placed his arms against his knees and kept his eyes focused on the toy plane. He lost his thoughts for a second as he glanced at the inscription on the white plane. It read, "KTKTKT"
"What?" He whispered to himself.
(Thanks everyone for reviewing. I'm sorry for writing another happy at the beginning but yet angsty chapter at the end. For everyone worried about Sawyer, I just thought I could provide some reassurance, he's not dying. I wouldn't be so cruel as to leave him so messed up, without giving him a chance for redemption.But one person is still dying, and I'll leave that up to interpretation. And as for Kate's "crazy admirer" in the woods, there is nothing supernatural going on here, because this isn't that type of story. But what he's up to, and why he wants Kate even sends shudders through my spine and I came up with it...lol. Also the "kiss" between Sawyer and Kate won't affect her relationship with Jack..because there was no feelings involved for either of them in that kiss...not saying that Sawyer doesn't still like her. Also I had this idea, and before I included it I wanted to ask you'll...if you don't want to answer this then you don't have to, but I was thinking that Jack and Kate will eventually have to go back to L.A. to deal with Sarah and Jack's baby which is going to be born in December...and I was thinking maybe Sarah could meet Claire...and somehow Claire helps her through the pregnancy because Jack's not there? Just thinking that Sarah might need a little more support than the Marshal...but I still dunno.
Rain 1657- No it's not wierd, I listened to Hallelujah on repeat while writing last chapter...if anyone's weird it's me. lol
Cohen 101- Yep, it's real time. Sawyer and Kate held Jack "hostage" in May of 2005, when I started writing this, and now it's October 2005 in the story...I did it this way so I can write about that holidays, next is Thanksgiving, which I can't wait to write and unlike this chapter I will find a way to make Thanksiving and Halloween happy times.
Nikki-da-latina- More angst...Yeah, I have the address and I will be swinging by soon, because you are truly talented when it comes to making creative art. Still missinf you on the forum though Sonia.
Also thank you to Kballgetlost, delee, sunny02, Oct, Charlielover1313, Clarkso04, Angel, and Orlando-crazy.)