Disclaimer: I don't own lost, Hell no way. If i did, i would be rakin' it in and would have met Evangeline Lilly and Jennifer Garner, too, from Alias. As it stands, i own Jason, Jesse and Madelynne.

A/N: Yep, here it is, one of the scenes you have all been waiting for... okay, maybe not, but i really enjoyed writting it so... ha!

A/N2: After this chapter i am going to be proceeding with the flashbacks starting when Kate meets Jason and then forward on how there relationship progresses.Including whatever happened to Madelynneand so forth.

The one in this chapter is out of order so... just bare with me.

A/N3: Also Jack with be experiencing some flashbacks so don't get them confused!

Anyways... without further ado... Chapter 12...

Riding On The Wings Of An Angel

Chapter 12:My Friend, Anger

Anger, anger, it I can see,

Someday, someday, won't it let me be free?

Kate:

The morning was cool; a breeze licked her face as she opened her eyes to the morning haze. Clouds blanketed the sky. The dawn of new morning did little to cool the anger that was always simmering just below the surface.

The day before Kate had found out, quite by accident that Claire had had her baby. A boy. A beautiful baby boy.

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Flashback:

"Katie! Just breathe, breathe." Madelynne demonstrated.

"Stop… freakin'… telling," Kate gasped, "me to… 'Just breathe'. She shot back.

Madelynne fought back a grin. Kate was so stubborn, even in the face of real danger.

Kate glared at her younger sister, "When this is… over. Remind me… to slap you… silly." A second later and Kate was biting against the pain that ripped through her body.

Kate was in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of L.A. Laying on an old mattress in labor. Beside her was a backpack, a duffle bag, some blankets and a few stolen medical supplies.

As the contraction subsided, Kate opened her eyes. "That one really hurt, Maddie."

"I know. It will be over soon they're only two minutes apart now." Madelynne gave Kate a small smile. "You're doing just fine."

Kate started, "Yeah right."

"No, really. All alone, except for me. In this stupid warehouse." She frowned. "You really should be at a hospital through. What if—"

Kate cut her off, "Mad! Not now, please." A tear escaped and slid down her face. "We have… what we need."

"What! An internet printout on how to deliver a baby and some stolen medical supplies?" Madelynne gave her sister a long look. "I sure hope you're right."

"We'll be fine!" Kate gasped again as another contraction came on.

"Breathe, breathe. In, out, in, out—" Madelynne shut up the second Kate gave her that look.

The contraction subsided again, and Kate spoke. "Are you sure that you lost… the doctor that was following you… from the hospital?"

"Yeah…"

"Good." Kate breathed a sigh of relief.

"I leaned from the best, right." Madelynne smiled fondly as she wiped a damp curl off Kate's hot forehead.

"Katie!" Madelynne yelled out in fear.

"What? Kate opened her eyes tiredly. "Would you mind not yelling, Maddie."

"But, Katie, you have a fever." Madelynne's voice rose and fear was clearly displayed on her face.

"Maddie, I'm fine. I'm just a little hot." Kate gave her comforting look. "Nothing bad is going to happen."

Kate's eyes flickered, then closed.

Katie… Kate! Kate, wake-up! Please, Katie…" She started to sob. "Please, somebody help." She whispered.

A door squeaked and a man in blue scrubs and a white lab coat entered. Madelynne's head jerked up in surprise and fear.

He scanned the room quickly and then rushed over to Madelynne and Kate. He quickly checked Kate's pulse and did a quick examination.

"How far apart are the contractions." He asked briskly.

Madelynne stuttered in fear, then tried answering again, "A-about a m-minute." Madelynne gasped back a sob, "then she just passed out. She has a fever too… I think." Her voice was tinged with panic. "Who are y-you?"

"A doctor." He was about to leave it at that, when he saw the fear was still in the girl's eyes. There he saw terror, but not at the situation, at him.

"She your sister?" His eyes were kind, a mellow brown colour, soothing. "Yeah, she's older than me. My big sis.

"Is she full term?" He switched back to the medical emergency at hand.

"Yeah." She looked down, "Her name is Kate and I am Maddie." A tear slid down her freckled face, "She's my only family… please don't let her die!"

He looked into the teary green eyes of a girl no older than thirteen and promised, "Your sister is going to be just fine. I promise… okay?"

Madelynne searched his eyes for a moment. They were such honest eyes. "Okay."

"My name's Jack by the way."

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Jack:

Jack awoke from a dream with a new understanding. Blinking the sleep from his eyes he struggled to sit up. His body protested from lack of sleep, a ton of patients didn't make sleeping easy… he was a doctor and should be used to this by now, anyways.

The dream was still on his mind, he battled to figure out if it real or not. Sure, he remembered delivering that baby in that warehouse. It was the other details that he had just remembered that confused him.

He looked over to where Kate slept and wasn't surprised that she wasn't there. Jack sighed, knowing that now that Kate was feeling a bit better, she would start doing dangerous things again. Going off on her own, exploring, pushing her body past its limits.

Standing up, Jack fussed with his bedroll before scanning to see who was still asleep. As it turned out, everyone was still sleeping. 'Like Kate should be doing.'

Making up his mind Jack set off after Kate, there was something he needed to figure out. He needed to know the truth.

Jack thought pessimistically. 'Why did she always have to push herself so hard? What was she punishing herself for?'

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Sawyer:

BANG The sound resonated around Sawyer, jerking him unceremoniously out of sleep. BANG It came again and again.

"What the hell…?" Leaping off the ground Sawyer stormed outside of his tent. A scowl on his face, a death warning to whoever was messing with his Sunday morning sleeping. 'Was it Sunday? Who the hell cares, everyday was freakin' Sunday on his damn island.'

"What the HELL is all that damn noise?" Sawyer demanded with a fierce growl.

Started, Michael almost dropped the tool he was holding to hammer some homemade nails into some wood.

"And what is that?" Sawyer gestured to the 'thing' Michael was making.

Michael shook his head in exasperation. "That," Michael started, "is a casket."

"What?"

"For Boone." Michael gave Sawyer a disgusted look. "He's dead."

Sawyer was quiet a moment, then snapped, "I know he's dead. I'm not an idiot." He started to walk away.

"Could have fooled me." Michael muttered under his breath.

Spinning around, "What'd you say, boy." Sawyer took a menacing step forward. 'These guys knew nothing of what I know. I know all their secrets. If only they knew…' Sawyer let out a dangerous grin, 'They would treat me like a god.'

"You know what, man, nothing." Michael picked up another piece of wood. "I've got work to do." He said it as if dismissing Sawyer.

Sawyer relaxed a little and turned away to leave again. "Yeah, Whatever… Just keep it down." 'What a jerk.'

The banging started up again, but stopped for a moment as Michael called out, "The funeral is at noon… by the way." Silence was heard as if Michael was waiting for a response, when he got none he went back to work the banging echoing off of the trees making it sound twice as loud as it probably was.

'Gee, does that mean I'm invited.' Sawyer thought as he kept on walking as if he hadn't heard Michael. But a small chill went through him a moment later.

They were burying one of their own… again.

First the marshal who was put out of his misery, then Joanna in that tragic drowning, then Scott… or was it Steve, who was killed by Ethan, then Ethan himself. And now Boone.

How many had they started out with, forty-eight…? Did that include Ethan?

How many were going to die… and who would be left standing in the end.

'Only forty-three left to go.'

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Kate:

She hadn't gone far, only a few meters from the entrance of the caves. She just needed to get away. Truth was she still didn't feel completely well. Her bruises were mostly healed and Jack had spoken of taking the stitches in her leg out in a few days.

Her chest and side were still soar when she walked, but the pain was almost a comfort, keeping her distracted.

But every so often her heart would start to thud and hurt and her head would spin.

She hadn't told Jack of this, he would only worry. And with everything else going on, she didn't see the point of laying more burdens on his shoulders.

Slowly her thoughts shifted to earlier that morning, and the simmering anger she had felt returned. A few hours ago Shannon had woken up crying and Sayid had been there to comfort her. That was when Kate had found out.

Boone was dead.

And no one had even bothered to tell her. Just like no one had bothered to tell her that Claire had given birth to her baby. EVERYONE. Everyone, including Jack, had forgotten to tell her this very important fact.

Everyone just forgot.

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Flashback:

She woke to a pain erupting from inside of her and someone telling her to push. Was it that time already? It couldn't be. Something didn't feel right.

Opening her eyes, she saw white. 'A room? No, it was moving.' She must have looked confused because Madelynne who sat beside her spoke up, "Katie, we're in an ambulance." She paused, "I'm sorry." She spoke almost inaudible.

A man spoke, "Miss, you have to concentrate now, your baby is coming."

She tried to focus on his words, on what he was telling her to do, but the world started to spin out of control and she faded.

"Jack!" Her sister screamed before she fell into the abyss of blackness.

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Jack:

He had remembered more from that day six years ago. He was positive it wasn't just some dreams manifestation anymore.

It was real, and it had been Kate who he had helped on that hot summer night.

He hadn't realized it until a few minutes ago, but it had definitely been Kate. With her freckles and green eyes, a younger Kate, Perhaps more peaceful even, like she hadn't lived through as much as she had now. She just seemed different from the Kate he knew now.

He understood now that something had gone terribly wrong.

What happened to Madelynne and why was a thirteen year old, who was presumably Kate's sister that she had never mentioned, delivering Kate's baby in an abandoned warehouse when a hospital was only four blocks away?

Thank-you to all the awsome reviewers that are so kind as to review my story.

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Quesion: A character two characters from flashbacks are going to be joining the lost island survivors. They will come form elsewhere on the island where they may or may not be other survivors. It will be a whole load of fun, mystery and intrique. But anyways my question to you it, which one do you want to come back... alive.

A. Jason
B. Madelynne(who is now 19 and is escorted by the Marshals buddy)
((Guess he won't be too thrilled when he finds out his friend is dead.))
C.Kate's dad (and trust me, this will bring a whole truck load of terrifying memories back for Kate.) Just what did her dad do?
D. Any other ideas?

Okay so most of you will probably vote for Jason, since you know him best. Maybe i will ask this question again in a few chapters after we met Kate's dad and find out a bit more about Madelynne.

One more thing...REVIEW! )