Just watched last night episode and I loved it!! After hearing Jack's admission to Hurley about how he blames himself for Juliet's death.. I figured I'd write this little two shot.
It was the morning after Jack, Sun, Lapidus, and Hurley found the other survivors with Locke. After the night of tense stares from Jack and Locke, they all caught up on what was happening since they split.
Hurley was out in the jungle walking around alone when he heard the whispers. He expected to see Michael walking around so he didn't bother to turn around.
"Hey dude." He said absently.
"Hi Hugo." It wasn't Michael. It was a distinct female voice. It had an authorative, but kind ring to it. He noted that it wasn't Libby sadly.
He recognized the voice almost immediately and turned around. Standing there in the middle of the jungle was the figure of a blond woman. The very blonde woman that Jack said he was the cause of killing.
"Juliet?" Hurley was obviously surprised. He hadn't even thought of her still being on the island.
"That's all I get? Juliet? No, hello? It's good to see you? Anything?" She said mildly amused.
"Hey Juliet. It's good to see you. But uh.. no offense but why are you here." he asked unsure of himself. Juliet always had the power to make him feel uncomfortable.
"Because I'm bored. Being dead. It's really not that much fun. Oh and I thought I'd give you a message." she said.
"That's not what I meant. Why are you still here. On the island. You should be.. not here." Hurley tried to explain.
Juliet regarded him carefully. "Do you know how many people I've killed on this Island? I'll give you a hint. It's more then Jack and James, and even Kate."
"So like, your in Hell?" He asked.
"My personal Hell. There are upsides though. I can still keep an eye on everything and everyone." she responded.
"You're here forever?" Hurley started to feel bad. He was aware of how much Juliet hated it here.
"No. I'm here until you all get off the Island. Same with everybody dead who's killed on the Island. But enough with the questions about me. I have some things I need to tell you."
Juliet took a troubled breath. Hurley regarded her thoughtfully. She looked disturbed.
"I want you to tell Jack that I don't… blame him. I heard what you guys were saying about me. I hear everything. As much as I resent Jack, He didn't get me killed." She said the turned sad, "I let go."
He smiled a bit. "I'll tell him."
"I'm not done. He needs to trust himself again. Take charge. He was an idiot to follow you. Just like you're an idiot to come here. You have to realize that That's not John Locke."
"Of course I realize it. We need him though."
"Will you tell him?" she asked again.
"Of course."
"Good. Oh and," She began a bit embarrassedly, "Tell James I love him. And I would have said yes. He'll know what that means. And that playing both side is dangerous, But I still got his back."
She smiled. "Your doing a good job, Hurley. For that, I'll give you a quick message."
He looked at her carefully. He had no idea what she was talking about.
"Well?" He asked impatiently. "What is it?"
"Libby. She told me to tell you that everything she said about having feelings for you were and still are true. She's watching over you."
Hurley was speechless. He felt tears well up. "Thank you." He said to her.
And with one more sad look Juliet turned and started to walk back into the woods.
"Wait Juliet. I'm sorry you died." He said awkwardly.
She laughed. "So am I." Then she disappeared.
And Hurley began his walk back to camp. He would tell Jack and Sawyer.
Next chapter will be Hurley telling.