"...It can't really be back...Can it?" A nervous Benjamin Linus paced back and forth.
Juliet took another long stare at the x-rays. "...Ben...It's back...and it looks..." Juliet allowed her voice to trail off, not able to complete her sentence.
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"...It looks like what...What?!" Ben snapped. His voice was filled with nerves. Each and every step he took caused pain and was greatly strained but, he still acted fine.
"It looks like your...your going to die.."Juliet's voice was shaking. Jack and the other survivor's had been off the island for exactly eight months. Luckily for Ben, the rescue crews only picked them up, none of the rescuers believed the tails from the island.
Ben's face sunk into a state of shock. He had no clue what to say.
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two months later
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Juliet stood on the beach surrounded by her fellow others. They watched sadly as Ben's body drifted out to sea. For some reason, Juliet felt sad. This shocked her a bit. After all Ben had done, to the survivors, to her, she still felt sad. At the same time she was also nervous, excited, an hopeful. Juliet's mind was a repetitive prayer to some how get home. With Ben's reign of terror over, what would happen now? Would someone else step into power? Would she be allowed to finally go home. Juliet was so anxious. After everything was said and done with, they all retreated back to the submarine. Juliet grew more nervous each second. Could this be happening? Could she finally be going home after four years? The answer was yes.
A dark figure approached Juliet. They were all wearing white, for Ben's funeral but, this unknown figure was wearing a long black cloak. The cloak covered all of they're features. They're face was not visible, the cloak was to lose to give any hint's at they're gender. Slowly a hand extended to Juliet. It was covered by a glove. In the hand was an envelope, in the envelope was the news Juliet had dreamt about.
Juliet's hands trembled as she took the envelope. Slowly she tore open the envelope with her thumb nail. Inside was a single crisp sheet of white paper. Trembling still, Juliet removed the paper. The heading of the paper was all of the Dharma logo's. Her eyes glanced up at the figure, then back down to the paper.
"Dear Dr. Juliet Burke Carison" Juliet cringed at the sight of her ex-husbands name. She continued reading. "We will allow you to go home now. Your work here is done. You will never return here or speak to anyone of what you've seen, heard, or experienced on this island. We will be monitoring you for the rest of you life. We wish you the best in returning to your life.
Sincerely," The name was smudged and Juliet was unable to read it. Looking up, she gave a nod to show that she understood. Shortly after that, she boarded the submarine. Once inside she was given the same orange drink she was given when she came. Next thing she knew, she was waking up on a park bench. She sat up rubbing her head. Suddenly, Juliet realized, she was home. A smile wiped across her lips. Standing, she sprinted off to her sisters house. When she got there she almost fell over. The windows were boarded up, the grass was over grown, and the house was vacant. Juliet stared at the house for several more minutes. A car pulled up it was the land lord.
"Excuse me miss, what are you doing here?" The landlord demanded.
Juliet's head snapped around in shock. "oh..um...Sorry...I was just...uh...looking for someone. Do you know how long ago Rachel Carison moved out?" Juliet stammered.
"Moved out...? ...She died..."