Lost - Copulators{JK} #283: "There is a lot of love with Jack & Kate. It's gorgeous." -EM - Page 4

earthangel72 · 01-17-2008, 10:45 AM

Those figurines are amazing!!!!

I love those caps! I can't get enough of the looks between J and K.

**pendragonღ** · 01-17-2008, 11:47 AM

I'm with Molly, the figurines are hilarious!

Squee! That winking animation.

*luthien* · 01-17-2008, 11:59 AM

hey guys :wave
i havent (couldnt) posted here for a while -stuipid work-

so whats up?

**Lostbeth** · 01-17-2008, 12:10 PM

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Everything inside her told her she had to go home; had to face him, but she wasn’t ready. Her heart was still in a parking lot a few miles away and she wasn’t quite sure she could live without it again. She lifted the liquid to her lips and swallowed without grimacing, wondering just how many glasses it would take to make her get up and go home.

With a sigh she raised a hand to signal towards the bartender and let it drop onto the deep red cushion of the booth before bringing it up to the polished hardwood that stuck to her skin from the remains of previous patrons. Kate pressed her lips together and glanced down at her purse. Maybe this time he’d given up. She didn’t know how much more of him she could take before she gave in.

The bottom of a bottle fell onto the tabletop heavily and she jerked as someone threw their weight into the seat across from her, an empty glass in his own hand. He didn’t look at her as he filled it and then handed her the bottle to fill her own. It wasn’t something she ever pictured them doing together. But their relationship had started not long after a plane crash, her sewing up his back with standard black thread.

It wasn’t your typical first date.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Jack told her, his lips parting as he took a drink. “On the beach. Here in the bar. Not exactly normal.”
It would have bothered her if she wasn’t so used to it. She knew he was thinking about his father. Thinking about how his father wouldn’t approve. She wondered what hers would think. Would he clap her on the shoulder and commend her on a life well-done? Would he be proud that she’d turned out like him.

“We’re not like them,” He interrupted, watching her stare down at her drink as she thumbed the condensation building on the sides.

“Stop that,” she warned him.

He raised his glass to drink again.

She watched him put his drink down and furrow his brow. She’d seen it so many times on the island, so many times since they’d gotten back. He was constantly deep in thought. She knew he was in the past, searching for where he went wrong; for what he could right. He was wondering when the next flight out was, or how long before he’d get one that crashed. He was damning himself for those thoughts. And he took another drink.

“I know why I’m here,” he told her suddenly. “Why are you here?”

Kate glanced up; saw his dark eyes staring back at her completely sober as he waited for her answer. She wasn’t sure she could tell him. She bit her lip and filled her glass, trying to avoid his stare as she searched her mind for an answer that wasn’t the truth, but wasn’t a lie. “I don’t want to go home just yet.”

“Home,” he repeated, giving her a long nod.

She wondered why she was thinking about waves on the ocean and sand in her shoes. She saw blue tarp tents and makeshift fires with jagged rock edges and the voices of strangers laughing around her. Kate closed her eyes and smelled salt and the fresh rain on the jungle and she questioned where home really was.

It wasn’t the first time. From the moment they left the island, she’d regretted the decision. At first she thought it was because she knew when she got to the mainland, she’d have to be put on trial and – at the time – she thought she’d be put behind bars for life. But once she was on trial and she understood that this was just how things were going to be, she started to wonder if she’d regretted leaving because….

“Before the crash, my life felt… I felt trapped, just trapped by my past. Trapped by who my father was; who my mother wanted me to be. And now, I feel like I’m back in that. It’s dizzying, how much I hate being here, back in this life.” Jack swallowed and Kate found herself mesmerized by him as he considered his thoughts; how similar they were to her own. “On that island it felt like I’d finally found a balance. Like I finally figured out who I was supposed to be and now, I’ve lost that again.” He looked up at her and she could see tears twinkling in his eyes. “You can lie to yourself all you want, but I have to find a way back to that island.”

“Jack,” she started, her hand reaching out to touch his, feeling something inside her stir when she did, her fingers curling around his. “This is another blank slate. A second chance to do this life right, in this world.”

He smiled. “Not like you, the whole, glass half full thing.”

Kate managed to whisper. “There’s a glass?”

She felt his fingers give hers a squeeze as they sat in silence. She watched his eyes as he stroked her hand with his thumb and then she pulled away, leaning back against the seat cushion as she reached for her purse, for money to put on the table. “I have to make this life work.”

“For him,” Jack answered automatically.

“I won’t take him to the island, Jack.” She paused, her hand pressing into her forehead before pushing hair behind her ears. “I can’t.”

He shook his head slowly. “I understand.” Then he looked up. “But I’m going to try again. I think I have an idea.”

“Jack, it’s a needle in a haystack.”

He slammed a hand on the table. “You’re a needle in a haystack.” He voice was rough and he paused, his eyes closing through frustration before continuing softly, “I found you.”

Kate closed her eyes, “Jack, please don’t.” She stood, looking down at him, wanting nothing more than to make him leave with her, but she knew she couldn’t. She started to turn, but she heard the clinking of ice against glass and he sighed.

“Half empty,” he told her. “This life is half empty.“ Jack shook his head. She could see it without turning, in her mind’s eye. He wasn’t watching her anymore, he’d let her reject him this time because he knew he wasn’t going to win if she didn’t want him to.

She walked towards the door, her footsteps growing faster to closer she got to it, desperately wanting to inhale the night air, choke on a passerby’s cigarette and wish for a different outcome, but she couldn’t. She concentrated through the nausea on driving away from this place, away from him because she knew what he meant.

Kate was half empty too.

Without Jack.

by: mysticxf

-Alina- · 01-17-2008, 12:32 PM

OMG

*crying*

**Lostbeth** · 01-17-2008, 12:41 PM

I would love them referring to an old quote.

Like "Gross-little-grey-yellow thingies"
Can't believe she remembered his exact same words

earthangel72 · 01-17-2008, 12:41 PM

Oh...my....god. That was sooo ..wow. Who wrote that! I want more!!

**Lostbeth** · 01-17-2008, 12:50 PM

it was a one shot by mysticxf
Here is her LJ: Adult Content Notice

Cinzia1 · 01-17-2008, 12:56 PM

That was so...

I don't need to say anything else

Some screencaps from TTLG (from the dvd extras)

-Alina- · 01-17-2008, 01:01 PM

here are some other stories by mysticxf FanFiction.Net - mysticxf

**pendragonღ** · 01-17-2008, 01:03 PM

That is a great one-shot. Mystic is an amazing writer.

The caps!

Brightlights · 01-17-2008, 01:20 PM

Amazing fic by Mystic!

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“Jack,” she started, her hand reaching out to touch his, feeling something inside her stir when she did, her fingers curling around his. “This is another blank slate. A second chance to do this life right, in this world.”

He smiled. “Not like you, the whole, glass half full thing.”

Kate managed to whisper. “There’s a glass?”

She felt his fingers give hers a squeeze as they sat in silence. She watched his eyes as he stroked her hand with his thumb and then she pulled away, leaning back against the seat cushion as she reached for her purse, for money to put on the table. “I have to make this life work.”

And thanks for those caps!I was looking for them!

AlexandraMavier · 01-17-2008, 02:09 PM

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“I have to make this life work.”

Dude, that jus killed me

I'm working on another jate video, can't wait to share with you

kate204 · 01-17-2008, 02:26 PM

Hey LostForJate love the story it was great.

**Lostbeth** · 01-17-2008, 02:27 PM

Can't wait to see their hands touch

I'm a little upset that we didn't got a Mobisode yet...