The time has come for this fanfic to finish. Yes, this is the last chapter of Switch but no need to worry, there will be a sequel. Yes, you heard me right. There will be a sequel of this story, and I promise that it will be longer and even more action packed than this one(of course a lot more JATE!). I will only give you two clues to the first two characters we are gonna meet in the next one: Sawyer and Claire. But not neccessarily in that order. The next story will come out in September though (Because I'm not here for the next few months: see profile for more info) so you'll have to wait until then. I would just like to say thank you to these special people: (number of reviews order)

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Thank you all! The final chapter for Switch awaits you... enjoy:D

Chapter 25

'We'll stop here.' Jack informed her as he stopped descretely near the gas station.

'Great. I feel like I'm dying.' Kate sighed in relief as she got her handbag ready to get out, 'Be back in a bit.' she smiled as she got out of the car. She was stopped by Jack's hand which grabbed her and pulled her back.

'Be careful, yeah?' he asked, looking a little worried.

'Yeah, of course. I can manage to go to the bathroom.' she rolled her eyes playfully and got out of the motor home. Jack watched her run accross the road and into the gas station.

Lying his head into the headrest, he took in the events in the past week. Never in the short time that he had been running had he met such a determined yet sweet person like Kate and most importantly run away with her via a motor home. The thought seemed crazy now, but he manage to shake it off with a laugh.

Taking out the treasured piece of paper and his gun, he put an elastic band around the gun and careful as not to rip it, slipped the paper in there too. He knew it sounded crazy bit this was one of his signs of the most important person in his life. One of the only memories left of her, he wouldn't let it go. The gun and the piece of paper would be his best possessions from now on- if not his only possessions.

Sighing, he put the gun back into his jeans when he heard a deep voice behind him.

'Put your hands behind your head.' a gun clicked behind him, 'Now.'

At that moment- that single second, Jack knew that he had been caught. This was it. It was over. Over for him, there was no chance of him getting away. There was no point in him fighting the man off. There was no point in living.

He would shoved in to prison for life and he wouldn't even be able to smell fresh air again. Doing as he was told, he put his hands behind his head.

'Stand up, and no funny business, ya hear me?' the raspy voice echoed through his ear. Again, Jack did as he was told and soon afterwards he was taken outside.

Kate was going out of the gas station but what she felt after she saw the sight in front of her couldn't even be explained in words. Jack was caught. The police were there and he was caught.

She couldn't breathe. She just stared with mixed emotions wanting to come out of her. Her heart told her to go after him and beat them all up and once again run away with Jack: anything to stop him getting imprisoned.

But she knew it wasn't possible. He was going to be taken away, separated from her. And as if Jack heard exactly what he was thinking, he looked back and saw the tears streaming out of her face. He saw her touching the window closely, almost as a gesture to try and touch him, even though they both knew it was impossible.

Suddenly, she saw him looking around from all sides. She saw him desperately trying to get something out of his jeans pocket and when he finally managed, it landed with a soft thud on the ground and Jack didn't wait to kick it over to her.

And that was the last time she saw him. When she looked up, they had got him in the police car and taken off. Shocked and confused, she got out of the gas station and went over to the object in front of her... a gun. And wrapped around the gun was a sheet of paper that read:

Claire: 16 Malebury Close