Unfortunate Circumstance

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Chapter 1: Meeting in Misfortune

Great. Today was all he needed. He had trusted Sarah, and she had let him down all over again. Cold-hearted bitch. All she had wanted was the fame and fortune being stranded on a desert island brings, and Jack had been stupid enough to believe she had changed. Now she'd left all over again, taking a rather substantial amount of money with her. At least this time she hadn't gotten away with his heart too. Kate had gotten away with that long before Sarah was on the scene.

Jack sighed as he pulled on his scrubs. It had been almost a year since they had been rescued from the island. At least Kate had been let off. The Australian government didn't particularly want the world to know about their less than ethical research programme on the island, so tthe survivors had been, well bribed. This meant money for most, but in Kate's circumstance, this meant her freedom for her silence. Normally, Jack never would allow this to happen. He would have told the world exactly what happened on that island. About what the 'others' had put them through. About those they had kept as lab rats, and disposed of like yesterdays rubbish. But this was Kate they had been talking about. Like Zeke had said, she was his one weakness. He could still remember the night in the hotel, pleading with the rest of the group to take the bargain, to make sure Kate would go free. Most had agreed with him. Those who hadn't soon did, after a few well placed threats from Sawyer and Sayid. He had done everything to make sure that they could be together. But then she had run. Again.

And he had been left to pick up the pieces, to force himself back into his now widely publisised life, complete with uptown apartment, new job, flash car and fan club. But without Kate, Jack's life seemed to him like an operating theatre, busy and bustling during the day, but at night, cold, clinical and sterile. Empty.

" Dr Shepard?" The nurse poked her head around the locker room door. He suddenly wished that he was back home. He wished he had never offered to cover his friends shift. Jack would usually make any excuse not to saty in his empty apartment, but he hated working in A&E. You were under too much pressure, working against the clock to delay the inevitable. For every life you saved, there would beone you couldn't. A life for a life. It reminded him of the island.

"Dr Shepard?" The nurses voice shook Jack out of his daydream.

"Sorry Nicole. Yes?"

"You're needed in cubicles." Jack stood up, and headed down the corridor in that direction. Anything to get his mind off of her.

" What's the case?" The nurse handed him a file.

" Suspected rape victim." Jack stopped in his tracks.

" Umm, Nikki, in case you hadn't noticed, I'm a man. And in general rape victims prefer women doctors and..."

" All the doctors on call right now are men. Anyway, I've got a police doctor coming in now. I just need you to keep her calm."

"Which ward?"

"Department 108, Ward 15, Cubicle 42."

" Thanks."

Jack made his way to the department. What he saw when he got there shocked him to the core.

The woman was backed away into a corner, arms clasped protectively around her knees. Tears trickled down her face, mingling with the blood pouring from a cut on her forehead. A black eye was already starting to form , and her clothes were torn beyond recognition. That was bad enough. But when the head buried under the matted curls lifted up, and Jack saw the deadness in the jaded eyes, that was when he felt someone had torn out his heart and cut it to pieces.

It was Kate.


Okay, Okay people, don't start sending the hate mail and letter bombs just yet!

I promise, PROMISE this will have a happy ending! (cross my heart and hope to die!)

Anyway, Jack will help Kate get better ect ect ect and I hereby promise you tons of fluffy Jate candyfloss!

Anyway, please R & R cos I'm not updating until I have at least 5 reviews. And try to be kind, because I'm not very good at writing intense drama stuff. But constructive critisism would be much approciated, as long as you put a good point at the end of your review ( it makes me and my gigantic ego feel good about myself!)

Au Revoir mon Jater amis!

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