Story about Juliet and James: The island never happened, therefore they've never met. And I'm not a doctor so I'm sorry if anything is wrong. Enjoy... :)

"Juliet. We need you in the E.R." Jack said frantically, busting open the door to the break room. I looked up from my meal to see him in blood stained clothes, his brow sweaty, and he swiftly urged, "Come on."

"What do you mean? I'm not a surgen. I'm just a fertility doctor." I answered calmly, taking another bite of my salad. Jack then sighed heavily, clearly annoyed with me and stated sternly, "All the other surgen's are busy. I can't do this alone--you're the most experianced, I need you." He paused as I got up from where I was sitting and added, "We don't have a lot of time, let's go."

I quickly followed Jack down the hall to the room the person was situated in, room 23, and once we got there Jack explained, "The woman was in a car collision. She's suffering from a lot of damage, don't know if we can fix her in time. I need you to help her while I work on her kid, she's really young, she was in the back seat."

"Alright." I nodded whilst pulling on my gloves. Jack then rushed over to the child to help her as best he could as I hurried over to the woman. Jack surely wasn't exaggerating on her condition, she was banged up pretty bad, and her chaces didn't look very good.

I worked on the woman for hours, trying my best to help her as much as I could, all the while my thoughts drifting off into a variety of different places. I thought about my ex-husband who had also died during a type of accident involving a vehicle. I thought about how relieved I felt after he died and how I had quite my job soon afterward because I wanted no remembrance of the man I had 'loved'. I thought about the day I had started working at my new job--where I was now, at Saint Sebastian's--my first day of work was also the day I had met my colleague Jack. Jack and I had became best friends fast and I had spent more time with him in the past few years then I had with my own sister.

But by the end of the work day my mind could only focus on one thing: That I let her die, that I couldn't save her.

"It's not your fault, Juliet. Like you said, you're not a surgen, you did all you could." Jack said softly, putting his hand on my shoulder, "I should have been there. If I was then I could've..."

"It's not your fault, Jack." I said sadly, "You were busy helping her kid. You saved her kid...Even if you had time to help the mother, the chances were slim. She would've died anyway."

He nodded, then ordered, "Go home. You've had a long day, you need to rest."

"Did you tell the husband yet?" I asked, ignoring his statement and when he shook his head no, I quickly headed into the waiting room after telling Jack, "I'll do it."

"Juliet. That's not--you're not supposed to..." He yelled back but I didn't pay attention, I was already approaching the chairs in the lobby where only one lone man was sitting.

Walking up to him, I asked, "Are you here for Cassidy?"

He nodded once, bolting up from his chair, "Is she alright? What about Clementine? Can I see 'em yet?"

"Your daughter's okay. She's a little shook up but other than that, she's fine." I said slowly, and when the words left my mouth the man breathed out, "Thank god...But what about her mom?"

I blinked a few times, trying to keep my composure as I answered flatly, "I'm sorry but Cassidy didn't make it."

The man gulped before reaching his shaky hand up to his forehead and whispering, "Nah, she can't be. She must...it must be some sorta' mistake."

"I'm so sorry." I said sadly, now letting my emotions show, "She's gone."

The man looked up at me, his watery eyes meeting mine, and asked, "Can ya take me to see her?"

Not normally dealing with this type of situation, I wasn't sure if he was infact allowed see her but, nonetheless, answered, "Yes, of course. Follow me."

I then took him to his wife's room, then to his daughter, both of which he spent a good hour with. When he eventually came back into the hall, where I had been waiting for him, he explained, "The nurse in there said I had to leave--that their gonna do some tests."

"Oh." I replied softly and the man then reached out his hand and said, "Never told ya my name. I'm Sawyer."

"I'm Juliet." I replied, grasping his rough hand. He smiled as we touched and I added seriously, "It must be hard to lose your wife so suddenly like this."

"She ain't my wife." He started, "We dated for a while then...broke up. Then when I found out we had a baby together, I wanted to be involved in the kid's life." He paused while I absorbed the new information then soon continued, "Me an' Cassidy are good friends but...we definitely ain't married."

"Where did your daughter live? With you or her mother?" I questioned once he was finished talking.

"Her mom." He said quickly, "No way I'd be able to take care of that kid all on my own. I'm just not the type."

I nodded silently and he added, "Don't know what I'm gonna do now."

"Why don't you start by getting some dinner." I suggested, "You must be starving and, believe it or not, the hospital food here's not half bad."

He smiled and I then told him the directions to the cafeteria before giving him my condolences once again and saying goodbye.

A good half hour later, once I had reached my car, driven home, and walked into the house I shared with my sister, she greeted me, "Hey Jules...What's wrong?"

'Damn, she catches on fast', I thought to myself, then said aloud,"Just a...strange day at work. I'd rather not talk about it."

"Alright." She agreed slowly, and after changing out of my clothes and collapsing onto the couch, she questioned, "So how's Jack?"

"We're just friends." I answered swiftly, knowing full well what Rachel was hinting at.

"Why?" She whined, "You two made such a cute couple. Tell me why you broke up again?"

"You know why." I responded firmly, hoping she'd take the hint and drop the subject. But of course, I had no such luck, and she soon asked, "I think it would be a good idea to take him back."

"It's not your decision." I retorted and she sighed heavily before concluding, "That's it. If you're not going to date Jack then you're going on a blind date."

I chuckled slightly and replied, "There is no way I'm going on another one of those."

"Why not?"

"Remeber the last guy you set me up with? The old man who worked at a box company." I asked, laughing at the memory.

"That wasn't so bad." She argued, "And this time the guy's really charming. He has a daughter that goes to the same day care as Julian--but he's not married. And he's funny, witty, just your type." She explained and when I shook my head, she urged, "Just give it a try. One date. How bad can it be?"

"Fine." I eventually agreed, "What's the mystery man's name?"

"James." She said happily, "James Ford."

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