James "Sawyer" Ford (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
complexguy) wrote2019-09-29 07:41 pm
complexguy) wrote2019-09-29 07:41 pm
With a soft smile at him, Juliet goes first to the small bathroom and washes away what feels like years of sweat and mud. Dressing again in clean clothes, she takes the remaining bedroom and passes out.
When she opens her eyes again, sunlight is pouring into the room and she brings one hand to her face, rubbing. Slowly pushing herself up, she looks around the room as she runs a hand through her hair. The layout of all the DHARMA houses is the same, and for a second, it's easier to believe everything that happened was a dream.
Until she hears the front door open and close.
Getting up, she uses the bathroom before pulling her hair up in a messy bun and padding out to the living area. She can smell the coffee but doesn't see anyone, so she pours herself a cup and goes out to the porch where she finds James. No Jin, Daniel, or Miles, though.
Dropping beside James on the front steps with her mug, she can't help but do a double-take.
"You shaved," she notes. "Feel better?"
When she opens her eyes again, sunlight is pouring into the room and she brings one hand to her face, rubbing. Slowly pushing herself up, she looks around the room as she runs a hand through her hair. The layout of all the DHARMA houses is the same, and for a second, it's easier to believe everything that happened was a dream.
Until she hears the front door open and close.
Getting up, she uses the bathroom before pulling her hair up in a messy bun and padding out to the living area. She can smell the coffee but doesn't see anyone, so she pours herself a cup and goes out to the porch where she finds James. No Jin, Daniel, or Miles, though.
Dropping beside James on the front steps with her mug, she can't help but do a double-take.
"You shaved," she notes. "Feel better?"
He smiles over at her softly, rubbing a hand over his cheeks. "Coulda stayed in that shower for a week," he jokes. "Do I look respectable now?"
She smiles wider at him, then takes a sip of her coffee.
"Like an actual boat captain now, aye," she teases. But then she gets a little more serious as she looks out at the jungle in the distance.
"Is Horace giving us our weapons back when we go out?"
"Like an actual boat captain now, aye," she teases. But then she gets a little more serious as she looks out at the jungle in the distance.
"Is Horace giving us our weapons back when we go out?"
He chuckles lightly under his breath, sipping more at his own coffee. "We'll get 'em back." Whether that means Horace returns them, or they have to take them. Though, he'd like to think they've made some allies here.
"Jin said during one of the flashes he saw Danielle." Juliet looks at James; she won't be in the jungle now, it's too early, but.
"There's no telling what's out there now. What traveled with us. Who."
She thinks about that moment on the beach, watching the helicopter seemingly get caught up in the blast.
"We should head to the beach. If anyone washed up, if the helicopter did crash, that's where they'll be."
"There's no telling what's out there now. What traveled with us. Who."
She thinks about that moment on the beach, watching the helicopter seemingly get caught up in the blast.
"We should head to the beach. If anyone washed up, if the helicopter did crash, that's where they'll be."
"Thought goin' back to the beach was a terrible idea," he has to tease her a little, smirking gently. But he takes another sip of coffee, and more seriously says, "Sure Horace will give us a jeep."
"Well. It is when you don't have a way to drive," she says, raising an eyebrow before looking out at all of the houses.
Then, she points. "That one's mine. Or it will be, eventually." He hadn't been there for that part of the conversation with Miles and Jin.
"This is crazy, isn't it? I feel like I've lost my mind."
Then, she points. "That one's mine. Or it will be, eventually." He hadn't been there for that part of the conversation with Miles and Jin.
"This is crazy, isn't it? I feel like I've lost my mind."
"I'd be losin' my mind right about now if you'd left on that sub this mornin'," he admits quietly. "This place bring back bad memories?"
She hands him the rest of her coffee, apparently done with it, his if he wants it.
"Nothing I can't handle," she finally says. "The worst part is what you already said at the dock. There's nothing for me out there. Not anymore."
Still, they'll have to leave in two weeks, and she isn't sure where they'll go or what they'll do. Will he stick with her?
"What are you gonna do? Once we're in Tahiti?"
"Nothing I can't handle," she finally says. "The worst part is what you already said at the dock. There's nothing for me out there. Not anymore."
Still, they'll have to leave in two weeks, and she isn't sure where they'll go or what they'll do. Will he stick with her?
"What are you gonna do? Once we're in Tahiti?"
"What does anyone do in Tahiti?" He shrugs a little, sipping at her coffee slowly. He's not so sure they should leave at all, but he won't voice those thoughts aloud with her right now. It was hard enough getting her to stay just the two weeks.
"You think you'll stay there or get back stateside?"
"You think you'll stay there or get back stateside?"
Her elbows rest on her knees, and she presses her hands to her forehead as she thinks.
"I don't know. Guess I'll figure it out." She's about to ask him the same thing when the door opens and Miles and Jin fill the porch.
That's their cue to go, and one Jeep and two rifles later, they drive out to the beach. It's a hell of a lot better than walking and they split up--Miles and Jin, Juliet and James. As they walk in opposite directions of the beach, Juliet falls into step beside James easily, eyes scanning the beach for any signs of wreckage.
"Why did you decide to leave the island? Before you jumped out of the helicopter, I mean." She looks over at him. She's read his file, she knows he'd just finished killing a man and had nearly nothing.
"What were you going back to?" she asks him curiously.
"I don't know. Guess I'll figure it out." She's about to ask him the same thing when the door opens and Miles and Jin fill the porch.
That's their cue to go, and one Jeep and two rifles later, they drive out to the beach. It's a hell of a lot better than walking and they split up--Miles and Jin, Juliet and James. As they walk in opposite directions of the beach, Juliet falls into step beside James easily, eyes scanning the beach for any signs of wreckage.
"Why did you decide to leave the island? Before you jumped out of the helicopter, I mean." She looks over at him. She's read his file, she knows he'd just finished killing a man and had nearly nothing.
"What were you going back to?" she asks him curiously.
He's scanning the beach carefully, too, hoping for some glimpse of her...of them. Any of them. But it's just miles and miles of untouched sand.
"Ever been to Tennessee? Dolly Parton-you know her- she built a hell of a theme park, I hear. Dollywood. All the years I spent in and outta that state, can you believe I never got there? Someone told me once they've got this cinnamon bread there you gotta try once before you croak. So. I kept thinkin' about it you know. That whole time we're on the run from people tryin' to kill us. Just couldn't get it outta my mind, that cinnamon bread and the ferris wheel." He shrugs a little, with a grin on his face. "Can you blame a guy?"
"Ever been to Tennessee? Dolly Parton-you know her- she built a hell of a theme park, I hear. Dollywood. All the years I spent in and outta that state, can you believe I never got there? Someone told me once they've got this cinnamon bread there you gotta try once before you croak. So. I kept thinkin' about it you know. That whole time we're on the run from people tryin' to kill us. Just couldn't get it outta my mind, that cinnamon bread and the ferris wheel." He shrugs a little, with a grin on his face. "Can you blame a guy?"
She has no idea if he's being serious or not, but he does make her smile as she looks up, tossing him a smile.
"Well. You might have to wait until the 80s for that one. And no, I've never been to Tennessee. Until the island, I'd never even left Florida."
Hell of a first trip.
"Well. You might have to wait until the 80s for that one. And no, I've never been to Tennessee. Until the island, I'd never even left Florida."
Hell of a first trip.
"Well, if I'd made it on that chopper, I coulda been chokin' down cinnamon bread right now, thirty years in the future." He smirks a little. "Was there ever any place you wanted to go?"
"Colorado," she says without having to think much about it. "It was always hot and I'd never seen snow. Still haven't. I don't think I've ever been in cold weather, period."
She could go there, maybe, away from oceans and beaches and jungles.
"And maybe you'll get lucky with the bread. For all you know, someone here is an incredible baker." Juliet's curious, though.
She could go there, maybe, away from oceans and beaches and jungles.
"And maybe you'll get lucky with the bread. For all you know, someone here is an incredible baker." Juliet's curious, though.
"Ain't never been there myself. Or seen snow," he agrees. "So that's where you'll be, huh? Somewhere out in Colorado, 1974."
It's a hell of a thing, still, to wrap his mind around. Right now, he's just six years old and his mama's still alive. The thought makes his heart ache for a moment, but then he turns his attention back to Juliet.
"You gonna bake somethin' for me, Blondie?"
It's a hell of a thing, still, to wrap his mind around. Right now, he's just six years old and his mama's still alive. The thought makes his heart ache for a moment, but then he turns his attention back to Juliet.
"You gonna bake somethin' for me, Blondie?"
"Guess we'll see," she says to his first point. And as for the second, she laughs, loudly.
"Well, I could. But you run the risk of me burning down our guest house. I wasn't talking about me; unless its pasta, I'm a pretty impossible cook. The day your plane crashed, I burned an entire batch of muffins."
"Well, I could. But you run the risk of me burning down our guest house. I wasn't talking about me; unless its pasta, I'm a pretty impossible cook. The day your plane crashed, I burned an entire batch of muffins."
"S'pose Jin's got a secret talent we don't know about?" He laughs softly. "Guess we're all stuck relyin' on the mess hall, 'cause I can't cook either."
"He was surprisingly good at cooking fish," she says hopefully, remembering from her brief stint at the beach camp.
Looking down, something shiny catches her eye. "Stop," she says when he gets a few paces ahead of her, and she kneels down, digging into the sand. She pulls out a large chunk of glass, turning it over in her hands.
"Must have been a storm, lightning hit the beach. Or maybe it's from the flashes." Handing it over to James, she digs a little more, revealing even more glass, spread out around them.
"Time travel souvenir. Cooler than anything you'll get at Dollywood."
Looking down, something shiny catches her eye. "Stop," she says when he gets a few paces ahead of her, and she kneels down, digging into the sand. She pulls out a large chunk of glass, turning it over in her hands.
"Must have been a storm, lightning hit the beach. Or maybe it's from the flashes." Handing it over to James, she digs a little more, revealing even more glass, spread out around them.
"Time travel souvenir. Cooler than anything you'll get at Dollywood."
He kneels down with her, digging out another large hunk that he turns over in his hand. Holding it up to the sun, he smiles a little. It's a simple thing, really, but beautiful.
"Well, how 'bout that. Knew I stuck around for a reason."
"Well, how 'bout that. Knew I stuck around for a reason."
She smiles a little, then looks at him.
"No people though." Her features grow serious and she stands up again, looking out at the water.
"Three things could have happened," she begins, thinking it out. "The helicopter crashed out in the ocean and sank immediately. The helicopter crashed after the island disappeared and didn't come with it, or..."
She looks back at him. "Or it didn't crash at all. But there's nothing on the beach, James. At least not this one."
"No people though." Her features grow serious and she stands up again, looking out at the water.
"Three things could have happened," she begins, thinking it out. "The helicopter crashed out in the ocean and sank immediately. The helicopter crashed after the island disappeared and didn't come with it, or..."
She looks back at him. "Or it didn't crash at all. But there's nothing on the beach, James. At least not this one."
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His eyes close tightly for a moment as he lets out a breath, looking out at the beach and the water before glancing back to Juliet. "Then we'll keep lookin'." For now, at least, he can't give up on any of them. He has to keep trying.
If they're out there somewhere, if they're hurt, they need help. And he can't handle the thought of Kate being with them, possibly injured.
If they're out there somewhere, if they're hurt, they need help. And he can't handle the thought of Kate being with them, possibly injured.
She agrees with him, she won't stop looking or coming out here with him. It's why she stayed.
"Then we'll keep looking. They still could have landed in the jungle," she offers, not wanting to give him a reason to give up.
"Come on. I'm not in a rush and we have time before we need to turn back. We can keep going, be sure." She knows how important this is to him, no matter how convinced she is that they're gone.
"Then we'll keep looking. They still could have landed in the jungle," she offers, not wanting to give him a reason to give up.
"Come on. I'm not in a rush and we have time before we need to turn back. We can keep going, be sure." She knows how important this is to him, no matter how convinced she is that they're gone.
"Thanks. For gettin' my back again," he smiles over at her. She's here, she won't leave him, at least not yet. And that means more than he knows how to express.
"So you stayed your whole life in Florida, you said?"
"So you stayed your whole life in Florida, you said?"
For just a beat, she looks at him, something that she wants to say right there on the tip of her tongue. But she doesn't say it, even if it lives in her eyes.
She has his back, and a part of her already knows wherever he goes, she will, too. It just feels like what she's supposed to do.
At his question, she nods. "Almost left once, for college. But I applied to the University of Miami last minute and got in, so I stayed. Then I went to med school, got married. Never left."
She has his back, and a part of her already knows wherever he goes, she will, too. It just feels like what she's supposed to do.
At his question, she nods. "Almost left once, for college. But I applied to the University of Miami last minute and got in, so I stayed. Then I went to med school, got married. Never left."
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