A/N: WHAT A FINALE! Not only the Jate (which screamed OTP) but everything. THe Jack and Sawyer scene especially was awesome, although Sawyer fights dirty lol. Anyway, thanks so much for the bunch of reviews I got last chapter, and I'm sorry for the semi-long update time. Here is Chapter 17, and you'll be glad to know there is Jate.

Chapter 17: I Lied

Jack awoke feeling tired, and he surmised that sleeping for about four hours did that to a guy. Well, either that or the fact that he and Kate had kept each other up all night. Feeling Kate's head resting on his chest, Jack groggily opened his eyes to survey the scene before him.

Kate was sleeping peacefully on his stomach, and he'd never seen her more relaxed. She was wearing a smile while she slept and looked as beautiful as ever. Jack had to take a moment to remind himself just how lucky he was.

At the sight of Kate resting tranquilly on his chest, the memories of last night came flooding back. It wasn't all a cruel dream after all.

"I love you, Jack."

"I love you too, Kate."

Jack pressed his lips to Kate's once more, lifting her up, bringing her closer to him in the process. He carried her inside as their tongues continued to delve into each other's mouths. He carried her through the front door, slamming it shut with his foot once they'd passed through. Jack then backed up slightly against the wall and the kiss intensified.

After what seemed like hours, Jack began to let Kate down. If this went on much longer he wouldn't be able to stop. But that was exactly what Kate had planned for the two of them.

As soon as Kate felt herself being lowered down from Jack's grasp, she broke away from the kiss and pouted. "Don't even think about it, Jack." She said, launching herself back up to Jack's lips and back into his comfortable grasp.

Jack whispered back to her in between kisses, a smile forming on his face, "Well…in that case…I think…. we better…head upstairs."

With that remark, Jack departed from the wall and began walking. They passed through the living room and up the stairs, finally coming to a rest inside Jack's bedroom.

Kate began kissing Jack more feverishly, eager to heighten the intimacy of the situation further. She grabbed Jack's tie pulling him towards her on the bed, and clothes were strewn everywhere.

"Are you sure about this, Kate?" Jack asked, unable to hide the hunger in his own eyes.

"I've never been so sure in my life, Jack." She responded, attacking his lips and his more eager features.

"Jack? You OK?" Kate asked, confusion and concern etched over her soft features.

"Yea, sorry. Just thinking." Jack responded. He had been so involved in his thoughts he hadn't noticed Kate wake.

"Well, good morning." She almost whispered, pressing her lips to his in a soft, tender kiss. It may not have contained the same passion as the previous night, but it certainly contained the same emotions.

"Good morning to you too." Jack replied, responding to the kiss.

A while later, after the kisses had escalated and a continuation of last night's endeavors had occurred, twice, they both lay on the bed with Kate's head snuggled affectionately into the crook of Jack's neck while Jack wrapped his arms around Kate.

"Guess we won't be needing the guest room anymore, huh?" Kate joked, evoking a chuckle from Jack.

"No, I guess not. But I wouldn't have it any other way." Jack replied lightly.

"I lied, ya know." Kate said out of the blue, after a moment's silence.

Jack didn't know what to say. She lied? What did she lie about? This is definitely not good.

Recognizing Jack's silence, she slid slowly out of Jack's grasp and turned to face him before continuing.

"What I told you on the island. I lied. The truth is, I've never stopped loving you." Kate admitted softly, gazing into Jack's eyes.

To her relief, Jack smiled. "That's good. I was beginning to think I was all alone in that department." He replied, drawing her into his body once more. "You know, I think I could lie here all day."

Kate turned once more; rolling them over so she was lying on top of Jack. "Jack, it's already past noon. I guess that kind of thing happens when you wait 'til dawn to profess your love for me." She whispered seductively, kissing his chest.

"I didn't hear you complaining last night." Jack joked.

"There wasn't anything to complain about. You're better than I remembered." Kate replied, laying back down on Jack's chest.

It took all the willpower Jack had to resist her. She looked like an angel and any other day he wouldn't have even thought twice about it.

"Kate, as much as I want to right now. I- we- can't. Hurley's reunion party thing is tonight, and I'd like to have enough energy to get through that." He said smiling, a smile that Kate instantly returned.

"OK then, how do you wanna spend the next couple of hours?" Kate asked playfully.

"Well, I was thinking of going into the hosp…" Jack began to joke, before Kate slapped him on the arm.

"No way, Jack Shephard. You're stuck with me today, and tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that…." Kate joked, still lying atop him.

"Alright then. Well, first I'm going to make you breakfast…" Jack began, before Kate interrupted.

"Lemme guess, pancakes?" Kate interjected laughing.

"Is there a problem with my pancakes?" Jack asked with mock hurt.

"No, you make extremely sexy pancakes." Kate said, passing her hands over his well-defined chest and shoulders.

"Then maybe we can watch a movie or something, just until it's time to go to Hurley's." Jack suggested, removing himself from his duty as Kate's pillow and putting some pants on.

"Sounds good, Jack." Kate said, as she admired Jack's muscular, well-defined body.

"As much as I think I'm going to regret this, you can pick the movie." Jack said, half laughing as he walked out of his room to make breakfast.

"Hey, Jack?" Kate inquired, causing Jack to stop at the door and turn around.

"How'd you figure it out?" She asked, gesturing between herself and Jack.

"What d'ya mean?" He asked, slightly confused.

"How'd you know how I felt? I mean before last night, you couldn't really take a hint." Kate said, looking downwards toward the bed.

"Wait. Take a hint? You mean when you came downstairs half-naked? That was a…" Jack said, more to himself than Kate.

"Yea, I was trying to let you know how I felt, and see if you felt the same. I figured when you sat there silent for the entire morning something was up, but I wasn't sure. Pretty sneaky, huh?" Kate said lightheartedly.

"Yea, but wait. Why didn't you just tell me again?" Jack asked.

"Well, I've never really been good at talking about things like that. Plus, if you didn't feel the same way, I didn't want you to get mad, and just being around you was good enough for a while. But these last few days, were unbearable." Kate began to explain, "Then when you pulled me over to the fountain at the party, I got scared. When Sandra came over I was looking for the first excuse possible, I was scared you were going to tell me to back off or something." Kate finished, her eyes tearing up.

Jack walked back over to the bed, sitting on the edge, pulling Kate into his chest. The gesture proved an instant relief for Kate, who began to let her tears free.

"Well, just so you know I was going to tell you how crazy I am about you at the fountain, and when you ran I thought you didn't want to hear it." Jack said as he reached his hand into the bedside table. "I came home pretty depressed, and found this in my bed." He said, holding up Kate's green iPod. "I listened to a few of the songs and they kinda gave me a hint. I drove all around the city, checked just about every bar in LA before finally asking Sawyer for help."

"You….you….you talked to Sawyer?" Kate stuttered.

"Yea. He was…surprisingly a good help." Jack replied, thinking back to their enlightening conversation. "I came home to find you getting out of the cab, and well you know the rest."

Jack's light comment was enough to lift Kate's mood. She stopped crying and looked into Jack's eyes before kissing him for what must have been the millionth time in the past twelve hours.

"I love you, Jack."

"I love you too, Kate." Jack said, standing up to leave once more. "Now let me go make you some breakfast. See you downstairs in a few?" He asked.

"Yea, definitely." Kate replied, grinning from ear to ear.

As Jack left, she picked up the iPod and just stared at for a few seconds. How ironic, the thing I used to try and get over Jack was the thing that finally brought us together. This thing must be the best gift anyone has ever gotten me. Well, maybe the second best- that kiss was pretty amazing too.

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Jack was just about finished making the pancakes for Kate and himself when Kate walked downstairs wearing some of old Columbia sweatpants and sweatshirt. Even wearing baggy clothes like sweats, he couldn't help but admire her figure, and her face- Jack couldn't believe how lucky he was.

Jack must have been staring a moment to long, because Kate noticed. "Jack, is there something on my face?"

"No, I was just…thinking…" Jack stammered.

"Were you checking me out, Jack?" Kate asked mischievously.

Jack thought about deflecting with his very own line from the island, but he could tell from Kate's grin that she would see straight through it. He had been checking her out, and he'd been caught, and it looked like it couldn't have given Kate any greater satisfaction. "I guess you could say that."

He didn't think it was possible, but he could swear the smile on Kate's face grew as she walked over to kiss him before they both sat down to eat.

They ate slowly, enjoying the meal and conversing lightly. When the meal was finished Jack offered to clean up, but Kate wasn't hearing of it.

"No, Jack. You go start a movie; I'll clean up in here. I'll be right behind you." Kate said, cupping Jack's cheek with one hand.

Jack reluctantly agreed, "OK, OK, but I can't promise it'll be one of your favorites." Jack said as he left for the living room.

Kate laughed, before whispering to herself, "Don't worry Jack, I won't be watching the movie."

Jack walked into the living room and turned on the TV. He went through his DVD collection searching for a suitable movie. Forgetting Sarah Marshall? No, they'd watched that Kate's first night here. Remember the Titans? As much of a Denzel Washington fan as he was, he wasn't in the mood. Vantage Point? He really enjoyed that movie, and he was constantly being told he looked exactly like one of the Secret Service Agents. To his dismay thought, his 'twin' also happened to be the traitor.

Jack picked up Vantage Point and put it in the DVD player. He turned around to grab the remote to start it playing, but he never got the chance. When he turned around his jaw almost hit the floor, Kate was standing there looking gorgeous. She was wearing lingerie that was the exact same color as the dress he'd picked out for her.

"Wow." Jack breathed. What else could he say? It was a miracle he'd been able to utter a single syllable, never mind a complete sentence.

"I was hoping you'd say that. You basically picked it out after all." Kate said playfully.

"Wow." Jack repeated, mouth gaping.

"Really Jack? One word?" Kate inquired.

"I thought I said that Mark would like the color." Jack said, cheeks reddening from nervous and arousal setting in.

"You never were very good at lying." Kate chided, as Jack's cheek's got even redder.

"Has anyone ever told you how sexy you are when you're embarrassed?"

"No, you would be the first. So what made you get it?" Jack said, gesturing towards her satin covered bodice.

"Well, when I figured out which color you liked on me most I went out and bought this. I didn't think our first time would be so…well you remember it…and I didn't get the chance to show it to you. I wasn't even sure how long or if you'd ever get to see it. So I figured we had a few hours to enjoy today, and there was no way you'd turn this down."

"That's not really fair. No sane man in the world could turn this down." Jack replied smiling, as Kate gestured for him to sit next to him on the couch.

Jack obliged and the moment he sat down, Kate moved once more. She swung her left leg over him, straddling him. She pressed her lips to his passionately, and within seconds her tongue had slid into Jack's mouth and connected with his.

When the need for air arose the kiss broke, and their foreheads rested upon each other's. "The truth is," Kate began, "is that lingerie was going to sit in my closet until I got the chance to use it with a certain doctor I've been in love with since we got to that damn island. No matter how long it took."

She pressed her lips to his once more, in a lighter more tender fashion, before breaking it once again to finish her thought.

"But what about Mark?" Jack breathed.

"Mark was never going to see this." She said as she pulled Jack's shirt over his head and maneuvered him so she was lying on top of him on the couch.

As Kate's lips descended once more to Jack's, the very last things on his mind were Hurley's party and the movie that was running silently in the background.

A/N: Well that's it for now. There are going to be 19 Chapters to this story, plus an Epilogue. I've already started plotting my next fic 'The Conflict' which will take place in S6. Please leave a review, and you'll have chapter 18 that much faster.

Coming Up: Hurley's Party