A/N: OK, so here's chapter 2. I have a few chapters done after this one already, but if you have any suggestions I'd like to hear them. And even if you don't please review anyway, I like to know how my writing is. Enough rambling, here's chapter 2. enjoy!

Chapter 2: Late Night Rendezvous

"Hi, Jack." Kate said quietly.

"Kate? What are you doing here?" He said, a little more harshly than intended.

Kate sobbed, and it was only now Jack noticed that Kate's face was covered in tears. It appeared she'd be crying for quite some time.

"Oh my God Kate, I'm so sorry. What happened? Are you OK?" Jack asked.

"I'm OK, Jack," Kate said sobbing, "It's just…it's just…Sawyer and I…we're finished."

"Kate, I'm so sorry. From the amount of time you spent with him, I guess I figured things were going well." Jack said quietly, embracing her.

Kate returned the hug, and said into Jack's chest "It's OK Jack. Things have been going downhill lately between us. I just need someone to talk to."

Inside, Jack was thrilled she still wanted to talk to him.

"Sure, would you like to come in? It's pretty cold for a California night. I'll make some coffee and we can talk." Jack said, and any lingering thoughts of getting some rest for work tomorrow were completely forgotten.

"That'd be great, Jack. Thanks a lot. I don't know what I'd be doing right now without you." Kate replied gratefully.

Jack placed his arm around her shoulder and led her over to the couch. He left for only a few seconds to put a pot of coffee on before returning and sitting next to her on the couch. When Jack returned, he noticed Kate's sob were less frequent now, and he could sense her mood lightening slightly.

"So, what happened?" Jack asked gently.

"I dunno really. I came home from work and at dinner we started talking. I'd had a pretty rough day, and so I didn't say much…" Kate began.

Jack was listening intently. If Sawyer had laid a hand on her, or hurt her in any way, he'd drive over there right now and give him a piece of his mind.

"…after dinner, I said I was gonna watch some TV, and he said he had some 'work' to finish, and that he'd catch up later. He came by about an hour later and said 'We need to talk.' And well, that was it." Kate finished.

"That's it? Did he give you a reason, why? He wasn't cheating on you was he? Did you hit you? If he hit you…I'll kill him…" Jack started.

Kate chuckled a little, "No Jack, nothing like that. He just said it wasn't working out. Like we weren't right for each or something. I think he used just about every cliché in the book."

"That's it? No other woman? No attempt at a con? That doesn't sound very Sawyer-like." Jack retorted.

"Yea, that's all that happened. I just wasn't expecting it I guess. I decided I needed to get out of the house, but halfway out of the house I realized I didn't have anywhere to go. I moved straight into Claire's when we got to LA, and she's out of town. I couldn't stay at Sawyer's…I kinda panicked." Kate rambled.

"It's OK Kate. If you want, you can stay here tonight. I get up pretty early for work, but you're welcome to stay here as long as you want." Jack offered, as he walked into the kitchen to grab the coffee he'd started.

"Thanks Jack. But don't you think Sarah might not like that?" Kate asked.

Sarah. Sh*t. Jack had completely forgotten about Sarah. Oh well, that was something he'd deal with later, when the time came. All that mattered now, was Kate was here.

"I'll talk to her Kate, I'm sure she won't mind." Jack said, coming back from the kitchen with two cups of hot coffee.

Kate graciously accepted the coffee with a smile, and took a sip. "Thanks Jack." She said, holding up the glass in thanks.

Jack chuckled, "No problem Kate, it's the least I can do after what you've been through tonight."

Kate smiled, "It was just a breakup Jack, I'll get over it. It's happened to me before, and I'm sure it will happen again. Look, I don't really wanna keep talking about Sawyer. You think we could just watch some TV?"

"Yea, definitely."

Kate switched on the TV and after a while of channel surfing, settled on Forgetting Sarah Marshall.

"I love this movie. I think it's just what I need right now." Kate said smiling.

Jack smiled back. "Yea, I agree. Laughing always helps take your mind off things."

The pair lounged back on the couch and began watching the movie. It wasn't long before Jack felt a slight warmth on his right shoulder. Kate had cuddled up to him and had fallen asleep on his arm.

Realizing she'd had a stressful day, Jack turned off the TV. He delicately picked Kate up in his arms and walked her to his bedroom. He figured he had to be up in two hours anyway, so he'd take the couch.

He laid Kate down on his bed. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful just lying there. He so desperately wanted to her how I felt, how he hadn't gotten over her, but he didn't want to ruin his second chance.

He debated kissing her forehead, but thought better of it.

"Goodnight, Kate." Jack whispered, and shut the door to his room.

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Kate awoke the next morning to silence. She wasn't really sure where she was, apart from somewhere in Jack's house. Slowly, she slid herself up in the bed until she was leaning against the headboard. She began to take in her surroundings.

There wasn't much here. Basically, just the bed, a closet and the table on which an alarm clock sat. Kate quickly assumed she was in Jack's bedroom. Typical Jack, he's too busy saving other people to take any care of himself.

She made her way out of the bedroom, and downstairs- no sign of Jack. She passed the living room where they'd talked last night, a small study with just a desk and computer. Finally reaching the kitchen, there was still no sign of Jack.

Kate sighed; he must have left for work. She just thought he would have left a note.

She decided to see if Jack had anything she could have for breakfast. She headed over to the coffee machine that had helped so much last night and she saw it. Jack actually had left a note.

Kate,

Sorry I'm gone; I had an early surgery today. Make yourself at home. I should be back around lunchtime.

-Jack

Kate had to smile at Jack's note. Why was he always apologizing? She'd told him she wasn't interested but that they could be friends. Then, after he became possibly her best friend, she alienated him again at Sawyer's request. Then, she shows up at his door crying in the middle of the night and he is nothing but kind to her. Kate considered herself extremely lucky that he'd let her back into his life yet again, and this time Kate was determined to make the most it.

A/N: OK I hope you liked it. chapter 3 is done already. but im going to ask for 6 reviews before i post it. id rather not continue a work that no one is enjoying reading. so if you like what you see here, let me know.