The chapters were really short, so I just put two of them together. I wad having complete writers block when I was writing, so I just snuck some things that are really happening on LOST, just changed them around a bit.

Chapter 13

Bugie

"Pain can make even the innocent lie."

Jack followed the man down the hallway, looking around as he did so. Doors were all over, some of them closed, some opened, some open a crack. He was curious to know what was in all of them. To know what this place was. His eye caught on a brown door that was halfway open and had a tag on it that said 'security cameras'. He slowed slightly, peering inside, getting a shock at what he saw. Forgetting that the man was even there with him, he opened the door and walked in, looking at the TV that showed the cell Kate, Sawyer, and Jessie were in. His heart broke at the sight of Kate snuggling close to Sawyer. So that's what happened when he wasn't around. She truly was a worthless liar. He narrowed his eyes, shaking his head.

The man walked in behind him, smirking at what he saw. "Well now." he said, leaning against the wall and staring at the TV. "Looks like your little girlfriend is cheating on you." he said. "If I was a betting man, I would have bet all my money that she would have stuck with you."

Jack balled his hands into fists. He muttered something under his breath, then turned to face the man. "I want a way off of this island." he told him.

The man looked at him then nodded his head slightly. "If you do what we want you to do, then I'll get you rescue and get you off this island." he said.

"Good." Jack said, not really even caring what it was that they wanted him to do right now. He nodded his head.

The man nodded his head back. "Good." he said. "Now if you'll come with me, I'll take you and show you what I want to do."

Jack took one last look at the TV screen. He then quickly turned and followed the man out of the room.

Chapter 14

Orrore e realta

"Never fear shadows…They simply mean there is a light shining somewhere nearby."

Another tremor shook Kate's body and she pulled herself closer to Sawyer, trying to keep warm. She had to quickly pull away though, turning away from him as she coughed. "I want Jack." she repeated, her chin quivering slightly. She coughed again before leaning against Sawyer once more.

"Yeah, I know ya do." Sawyer said with a frown and a sigh. He placed his hand on her forehead, feeling her shiver again as he did so. He wasn't a doctor like Jack, so he had no idea what to do with her if she was running a fever. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall, trying to think.

Kate rubbed her eyes, then looked down at the floor. She pulled the airline blanket tighter around her, curling up a bit more. She was freezing, yet sweating at the same time. "Sawyer, Can I have a drink?" she mumbled, her voice still raspy.

Sawyer opened his eyes again and looked down at her. He nodded and grabbed the bottle of orange juice then handed it to her. "There ya go." he said.

Kate took the cap of, then took a small drink. "Thanks." she said quietly, putting the cap back on then putting the bottle on the floor beside them.

Sawyer nodded his head, watching her carefully for a moment. He then looked out through the cell door, trying to see if Jack was coming back or not. He was horrible when it came to taking care of people.

Kate closed her eyes, slowly drifting off. Her dreams were quite blurry, not really making much sense to her. It was dark and things were flying past her and around her, making odd hissing noises. Time went on and things began to get clearer and she saw creatures, just like she had in her last dream. Surrounding them and her were black clouds of smoke. Before she knew it, they charged her. Before she could find out what else happen, she snapped awake, gasping for breath.

Sawyer looked at her, frowning slightly. He yawned, obviously having been sleeping. "You alright, Freckles?" he asked, blinking a few times.

Kate looked up at him and then around the room. She slowly scooted off of his lap and backed herself into a corner, shaking her head. She wanted Jack there. Her face began to scrunch up and tears began to roll down her cheeks.

Sawyer rubbed his forehead. He sighed and followed her over to the corner, sitting down in front of her. He knew what she wanted, but how was he supposed to get Jack for her? He put his hand on her forehead and then on her cheeks, closing his eyes. She was burning up. "Come on…Let's just go back to sleep." he told her.

Kate shook her head, tears still falling freely down her face. She turned away from him, coughing hard.

Sawyer looked at her, then looked around. Jack was everywhere when you didn't want him, then nowhere to be found when you did want him. He pulled her into his arms again, rubbing her back as she coughed.

Kate leaned against him, shaking her head. She squeezed her eyes shut, just wanting Jack. She tried to get out his name, but she was coughing to hard to talk. She continued to cry, only making herself cough harder.

Sawyer reached over and grabbed the bottle of orange juice. He offered it to her, but she refused to take it. He closed his eyes, getting a bit frustrated, mainly with himself.

Kate shifted slightly, leaning back against him. She kept the blanket tightly around her, freezing.

Sawyer looked down at her. "Just drink some so you'll stop coughin'." he told her, handing her the bottle of orange juice again.

Kate squeezed her eyes shut and weakly opened the bottle. She took a sip, flinching as her throat burned. She brought her hand up to her throat, shaking her head. "Jack." she cried, her voice so raspy it could barely be heard.

Sawyer sighed. "Freckles, he ain't here." he told her firmly, getting annoyed. "You beggin' for him ain't gonna bring him here either. Now lie down and go back to sleep."

Kate shook her head, beginning to cry even harder. She scooted away from Sawyer and into the corner, curling into a ball. She crossed her arms tightly, trying to wish Jack to the room. She was up half the night and absolutely exhausted when morning came and someone turned on the lights in the cells and hallway. Shifting slightly, she rubbed her eyes, glancing up as a man stopped outside their cell.

The man unlocked the door and opened it walking in. He looked down at Kate in disgust and pulled her to her feet. "Get going." he said, shoving her out of the cell.

Kate fell to the floor right outside. She groaned and shut her eyes, everything around her spinning. "Leave me alone." she tried to plead, her voice fading in and out.

The man pulled her up again. "Don't tell me what to do." he said, continuing to shove her down the hall.

Everything seemed to be spinning as Kate stumbled down the hallway. She stopped when the hallway ended and went in the room the man nodded for her to go it. Her eyes landed on a bed and she walked over to it, lying down. She didn't care if the man wanted her to lie down or not. She needed to lie down.

The man walked in, grabbing a needle off of a desk. "This is just so you don't die from whatever you caught." he informed her, sticking the needle in her arm.

Kate flinched, making herself start coughing again. She then just closed her eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep, dreaming about being back at the beach with Jack.

The man turned and left her there, not saying another word. He shut and locked the door behind him, then headed off.

Kate slept for quite awhile, not even sure what time it was when she woke up. At first she was quite confused as to where she was, but then she remembered slightly. She looked around the room, realizing it looked just like a bedroom. Feeling slightly better, she snuggled down into the bed, continuing to look around. Her eyes landed on a TV and she looked at it for a moment, but she didn't feel like getting up to turn it on. The room was warm and cozy and she was quite comfortable in it. She just wished that Jack was there too. Being alone wasn't exactly her favorite thing to be. She sighed and closed her eyes again, yawning, but then coughing.

She wondered if there was anything to drink in this room, her throat hurting and all itchy. She opened her eyes once more and looked around. Standing, she almost fell back over, but somehow managed to get her balance. She wondered around the room, finally finding a small refrigerator near the corner, in-between the dresser and wall. She knelt down beside it and opened it, happy to find it was full. She just hoped the stuff was good. After checking the dates on a few things, she pulled out a can of soda and opened it. She took a small sip, then carried it back over to the bed and put it on the nightstand. She crawled back into bed again and curled up under the covers, but ended up coughing again for quite awhile, finally just losing her voice. Groaning slightly, she got up, but her head span and she somehow ended up on the ground. She hugged her knees to her chest, closing her eyes.