Flash! Bright light! Son of a b**ch, again!

James found himself lying in jungle. Obviously Jack's plan failed. Sh**! They remained on the damn island. And he lost her for ever.

Sh**! Sh**! Sh**!

If there was anyone near him he probably would have torn whoever it was into pieces. But there were only trees ignorant of his desperation, anger and pain. He could beat them the whole day but he knew it wouldn't help; it didn't make the pain any easier. And he burst out crying. Damn the idea men shouldn't cry. There is no one for him to be strong and optimistic. She's gone.

Suddenly he hears a low cough from behind. Turning he sees Locke staring at him with his usual devilish smile and knife in hand.

-What do you want? - He asked and only then he realized the entire absurdity of the situation. Jack had said that Locke killed himself. He had no reason to lie. And James was sure Locke hasn't been able to falsify his own death. James closed eyes and opened them again. Locke remained staying in front of him.

-I understand you're surprised to see me but we have no time for this. -Locke said.-I'm here to tell you that all that happened with you and Juliet was only a warning.-

James wasn't ready to hear those words. He didn't want to hear about fate and island stuff anymore, especially now that she was dead.

-What the hell are you saying? Don't you dare talk about her!-he growled.

-You think she is dead but you are wrong- Locke answered in a calm voice.-When you'll wake up from this dream she will be with you again. But don't cherish vain hopes. You are not supposed to be with her, you are not supposed to be with anyone because you belong to the Island. He chose you. He gave you all you wished. Now it is time to pay. Earlier or later you'll accept it. The question is just can Juliet live that long? I'll give you some time to think. But don't be long. I'll be waiting for you at the place where you avenged yourself. - And after these words, Lock disappeared.

-Sawyer! Sawyer! - Somebody called him. James reluctantly opened eyes. Kate bent beside him and touched his arm.

-Finally you woke up. You made us worry. - She told him with a weak smile.

He just shrugged. Why should he think about her worries? He'd rather understand what he has seen. Was it a dream? And what does it mean?

What he heard then made him forget about Locke and all his warnings.

-James- it was barely a whisper but for him it was a sweetest sound in the entire world.

She is alive! And she's calling him!

-Juliet- he rushed toward her voice. He desperately wished it to be real not just him hearing things. He found her lying in bushes bruised and covered in blood. But nevertheless she is alive. It's all that mattered to him now. He knelt beside her wanting to touch her, hug her, kiss her and never let go. But he feared it will hurt her, so instead he called Jack and left them alone.

-Please be all right. I can't lose you again- He whispered while Jack examined her.

Ten minutes later he starts worrying. Where is Jack? Why was it taking so long for him to come back?

-It will be alright. She is alive. Doc is treating all her wounds. That's all. - He tried to reassure himself. But with every passing minute it became harder to believe in. And when he was ready to find out what's happening, Jack finally appeared. He is half shocked and then it hit him. Something must be terribly wrong with Juliet.

-What's up with her? – He forces himself to ask.

-She's alright. And it's very strange after all that happened to her but there are only a few bruises…- Jack kept talking to James but he was already running away. He had to see that she was alright. That this isn't damn dream.

She sat under the tree, eyes half closed. But when she heard him coming she tried to stand up.

-No, no. Doc said you needed rest. If you want something, just tell me. - He told her kneeling beside her.

-I already have all I need- was her answer. She smiles at him and comes closer to touch him, and kiss him. He doesn't resist. It was so good to have her with him again, to feel her, to see her. And never let her leave.

-I love you so much- He whispered to her ear, continuing kissing her neck.

And then the world around them disappeared. There was only them holding each other and kissing as if were the last seconds of their lives. It's not that they ever needed passion in their relationship. But now after almost losing each other they desperately needed to be as close as possible. And when they finally were ready to stop and give themselves some rest it appeared to be night time.

-Forgive me. I ...-

-Shhhhh- she silenced him.-It's not your fault–

-But I made you doubt me. You mean so much to me...- He trailed off not knowing what else to say or how to explain his feelings towards her.

-I know. Sorry that I put you through all of this.-

-It's alright, Blondie-He tries to smile and make it easier-Just don't do this again-

She nods and cuddles in his arms using his chest as a pillow.


A/N: Let me know what you think. Should I continue writing the story?