Sorry It's taken me so long to update! For those who have read more of my stories, you know how useless I am at updating regularly, so sorry again for that, only this time, I was looking for the perfect song. And I found it :P So here you go, the fourth chapter:

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Jack awoke slowly, finding himself still laying on the couch. Most of the night he had been up and down what seemed like every ten minutes to answer the beeping that came from the annoying button that Locke insisted they press. Kate had slept soundly though the occassional beeping, and the sound that did disturb her sleep only caused her to grumble a little and turn in her slumber. Most of the time, Jack was jumping up trying to get the numbers put in before the alarm went off for too long. When morning drew closer, however, he realised that no doubt he was going to spend the day tending to people and seeing Kate, and a small amount of sleep would be useful, and he had lay down beside Kate, with his arm slung over her waist delicately, and drifted with ease into a peaceful sleep.

Yet, how he had opened his eyes, he realised that the comforting warmth that had radiated from infront of him hours before had gone, and knew without gazing down that Kate was no longer in his arms. Somehow, he had always dreaded this, waking up after a blissful night with her, and finding it all to be a dream. After all, their day yesterday had been nothing short of amazing, yet strangely, it all felt like it was a dream now that it was over, and Kate's absense only intensified this feeling.

His gaze fell upon the countdown timer. 4.05. The alarm would end up going off soon. Then when he saw the clock reading 6am, he realised that he had slept for over 3 hours, and that Kate must have woken up and entered the numbers before Locke had both their heads on a platter. Although Jack would willingly give up his head to wind John Locke up with this button, he wasn't willing to risk Kate's beautiful head alongside it. No, he expected her to be the one holding the platter trying to stop herself laughing.

His thoughts drifted to Kate once again, until he was brought swiftly out of them by the all too familiar beeping that pretty soon would turn into one of those annoying songs that you end up humming even though you hate them so much. He entered the numbers, grudgingly pressed execute, and then began his search for Kate around the hatch. Not only did he now have 2 hours to spare, but whoever was taking the next shift was going to be there before the alarm sounded again. In Jack's mind, this was a big result. The less time he had to spend in that chair the better. He'd rather sit on a fire ant's nest than...

Jack forced himself to stop thinking about all the outrageous things he'd rather do when he came into the kitchen. Kate wasn't there. Then he tried the bunk beds, figuring that maybe she had gone to lie down over there instead, but she hadn't. At last, however, he came to the corridor that lead to the shower area. He couldn't stop a playful grin from spreading over his face when he saw the steam seeping through the gap underneath the door. He shook himself to try and concentrate rather than focusing on the thought that Kate was showering. No. Bad thoughts, Jack. Think about something else.

He tried to tell himself that now he had found her, he could go back, make some breakfast, and then when she was done, he could surprise her with his poor attempt at breakfast as he sometimes did before. Maybe with a guava or some mango.

Or he could go inside...

But he couldn't do that.

Even if the thought was very tempting...

He respected her privacy.

Just the other side of the door...

It was so simple, yet so wrong.

Maybe she wouldn't mind...

Maybe she'd kick his ass instead.

Jack was fighting hard against himself, but before he could come to a decision, he realised that the sound of the shower's deluge wasn't the only sound coming through the door. The loud trickling of water was now joined by a sweeter sound, one that he remembered from yesterday morning to be Kate's voice.

"I'm not a perfect person.
There's many things I wish I didn't do.
But I continue learning,
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go.
That I don't want you to know."

It was different when she had sung with Shannon, Sun and Claire the night before, as that had been more withdrawn, like she had been afraid to release the true voice that he had heard in the jungle. It seemed to be stronger, with more emotion put into it, when she thought that no one was listening to her.

"I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you.

I'm sorry that I hurt you,
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear."

Jack was now standing with his ear nearly pressed to the door, a soppy smile on his face as he tried to keep himself silent so that she continued knowing that he wasn't there. Unfortunately this was also where Sawyer found him.

"Mornin' Doc." Jack immediately pressed his finger to his lips, telling Sawyer silently to shut the hell up. Sawyer raised his eyebrows, heard Kate singing and grinned curiously. "Well, well, well." He said softly. "Looks like Freckles is having fun this morning."

"Shut up, Sawyer." Jack hissed, thankfully, Kate wouldn't have heard them because she was drowning out their sound.

"She going on tour?" Sawyer asked. "I'm telling you, ya'll could make one hell of a batch of shaving cream for what it's worth on this island."

"Sawyer, shut up!" Jack repeated.

This time Sawyer listened.

"I've found a reason for me,
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you
And the reason is you
And the reason is you
And the reason is you...

I'm not a perfect person,
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me,
To chance who I used to be,
A reason to start over knew,
And the reason is you.

I've found a reason to show,
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you."

A few seconds passed, and Kate's voice started to hum a different tune, while Jack pushed Sawyer away from the door.

"Come on, let's go." Jack urged quietly.

"Why? Doesn't Freckles know that she's got an audience?" Sawyer said, making it as difficult as possible for Jack to move him by standing completely still.

"Just move, Sawyer."

"Naw, I'm not done yet." Sawyer grinned devilishly.

"Sawyer, what-?" He followed Sawyer with his eyes as he pushed past him, but as soon as he saw that he was approaching the shower door, his eyes widened. "NO!" He hissed loudly. But it was too late...

Sawyer knocked loudly on the door, and called just as loudly through it:

"Hey, Freckles, you gonna keep the noise down or shall I give American Idol a call?"

A few seconds passed, then:

"SAWYER?"

"Morning to you, too, Freckles." He called back cheerfully.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Adding to your gathering audience." He teased her. "Y'know, you've got quite a following out here..."

"Sawyer, I swear to god..."

"Relex, Sheena, there's only me and Doc out here."

Jack slumped his shoulders in defeat, and grabbed Sawyer roughly by the arm. "Are you done?" He asked.

"Not quite." He said. "Let's give her a scare."

"Let's not." Jack said forcefully.

"Aw, come on Doc, live a little."

"No, Sawyer."

Sawyer pleaded with him. "Come on, it'll be fun."

"I can think of a few better ways to have fun." Jack told him. "That don't include your stupid ideas."

"I'm sure you can." Sawyer said slyly, and nodded his head towards the door.

Kate, however, had her ear pressed to the other side of the door, listening curiously, and trying not to laugh at the pair.

"Sawyer, now's not the time to-"

But before Jack could finish his sentence, Sawyer had turned the handle, which didn't yet have a lock from the inside on it, and pushed the door open. Within a second, he had pushed Jack inside, and the pulled the door closed again. Jack was about to pull the door from the inside, until he heard the bolt being pulled across the outside of the door - the only way of locking the door at all.

"Uh oh." Jack muttered.

"I'll say."

Jack turned on the spot and saw Kate leaning against the counter behind him, clad only in the small towel he had caught her in before.

"Deja vu, much?" She teased. Jack had to laugh, if only to keep himself from the dangerous thoughts that he had to rid himself of before.

"Hey, Doc?" Sawyer called through the door.

Jack turned to it and banged it roughly. "Sawyer, let us out!" He ordered.

"Sorry, Doc. Not happening any time soon." He said slyly. "Now, if ya'll wanna come outta there, you're gonna have to listen to me."

"Now why should we do that?" Jack asked him.

"'Cause me and Lardo Hurley are the only ones down here for the next nine hours. And he's not coming anywhere near here." Sawyer told him. Jack rolled his eyes. "Now, Jacko, you didn't want to participate in any of my plans, did you?" He asked.

Jack sighed. "No."

"You called them stupid." Sawyer repeated. "And as much as I'm hurt, I'm just about to prove you wrong."

"Really?" Jack asked. He didn't trust himself to turn around and look at Kate.

"Oh yeah." Sawyer said. "I want you to turn around, and look at Freckles."

"Sawyer-"

"Just do it, Doc."

Jack turned around and looked at Kate standing their innocently. Her wet hair dangling over her bare shoulders, only a few inches of clear, unmarked skin revelaed before she was covered by a towel. The material clung to her body, revealing the shape of her breasts, and her hips, before stopping just above her knees, and showing off her long silky legs. Her arms were holding the towel up around her. He swallowed, unable to speak.

"Now." Sawyer said, a few seconds later. "I want you to tell me again that my ideas are stupid."

Only Jack couldn't. Sawyer had locked him in a room with Kate, who was wearing only a towel, and he had called the idea stupid? He was better off calling himself stupid! Jack didn't speak, or make any move to show that he had heard Sawyer, as he couldn't take his eyes off of Kate.

"You've got nine hours." Sawyer told him, and then they heard his footsteps get quieter and quieter as he disappeared down the hall.

Kate moved first, laughing a little, and sitting up on the counter. "So...nine hours." She began awkwardly, though she didn't know why it felt so awkward after yesterday.

"A lot more than six." Jack mused, coming over to stand infront of her.

"What do we do for nine hours?" Kate asked innocently, though Jack could see straight away what she had in mind.

His hands came to rest gently on her bare knees. "I can think of something." He muttered, leaning forwards. He met Kate in a gentle kiss that started slow, but soon heated up until they could control themselves no longer.

Gap while readers imagination goes wild

Nine hours later, as promised, Sawyer had unlocked the door, only to wind him up, the pair had come up with a plan themselves. So Sawyer had, strangely, walked in on a game of cards between Jack and Kate, that Jack had left on the counter a few days before, having taken them out of his pocket when he showered.

"What the-?"

Jack and Kate looked up. "Hey Sawyer." They answered, before Kate turned back to Jack. "Got any threes?"

Jack shook his head. "Go fish."

Sawyer smirked. "Nice try, guys, but this ain't the only time I've been for a wander down here." He told them, as Kate picked up the last card she needed and thereby won the game. She got to her feet, now fully dressed again, and was followed by Jack. They both looked at him, and then at each other, clearly thinking that he was lying. Sawyer winked at them as they started to leave the room. "Always thought you'd be more of a screamer personally, Freckles." He teased.

Jack and Kate both blushed, and hurried away from Sawyer.