Author's Note: I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter, but here it is.

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You and I

Chapter 3

Sawyer made it to the motorpool faster than he ever thought possible. Horace and Mark were still a ways back, unable to keep up with the conman. Dave and Sam, two other motorpool members, watched as Sawyer ran into the garage. Their eyes grew wide as the saw the look on his face. Sam ducked out of Sawyer's way while Dave tossed keys to a van in his direction. He caught them easily and then noticed a younger man sitting on a bench near Juliet's work station. He had dark hair and was holding a rag to a cut on under his right eye. He looked shaken up and worried.

"You Ken?" Sawyer asked gruffly.

"It…its Kent." The younger man responded, eyeing Sawyer's rifle.

"Get in." Sawyer jumped into the driver's seat of one of the blue and white vans, setting his gun between the two front seats. Horace and Mike finally arrived at the motorpool and they climbed in the van with Kent.

Sawyer peeled out and headed away from the Dharma compound towards grid twenty-three. "Alright Ken." He said once they cleared the yellow houses. "What happened? And where?" His voice was rough and mean, but Sawyer couldn't have cared less. He didn't give a damn how Kent felt. Juliet was out there somewhere alone. Probably hurt. And the further they go from Dharmaville the closer they were to hostile territory.

"We were test driving the jeep. She was explaining something to me and the next thing I knew there was some kind of animal in the road. Something like a pig. She swerved to miss it and lost control I guess. We went down a hill and hit a tree. When I looked up she was gone. I couldn't see her anywhere. I ran back to get help." Kent's voice was full of nervousness. He didn't know what Sawyer's connection to Juliet was, but he had a feeling that if she were seriously hurt Sawyer would see to it that he was, too. He paused a moment to take in his surroundings as he sped down the road. "I think we're getting close." He said.

"Damn boars." Sawyer huffed.

"We'll find her, Jim." Horace tried to reassure everyone.

"Wait! Go back!" Mike called from the back seat not two minutes later.

"Did you see something?" There was a small sliver of hope in Sawyer's voice as he threw the van into reverse. They backed down the rocky road until Mike pointed out the window of the vehicle.

"There!" He said.

The four men got out and sure enough there were tire tracks leading off the road. The road was on a kind of hill. It wasn't very steep, but there was a small valley to the side of it. The men walked to the edge of the road and looked down. They could see the path the jeep had taken winding down the incline and mowing over all the plant life that got in its way. In the distance they could see something blue, the jeep, with its front end smashed into a large tree.

Sawyer was the first to move. He ran down the hill as fast as he could without toppling over. Mike, Horace, and Kent followed suit.

When they reached the jeep there was no sign of Juliet. The hood of the vehicle was folded backwards almost like a giant accordion. The windshield was one big spider web of cracks and the front bumper wrapped around the trunk of the tree like it was giving it a hug.

"Horace." Mike said surveying the damage. "I think we're going to need a new jeep."

Sawyer glared at him, annoyed that he was thinking about a big hunk of metal when they still hadn't found Juliet.

"Juliet!" Sawyer called. He heard nothing and when he looked around he only saw trees, bushes, and grass. He'd been running on autopilot since Mike burst into the security station thirty minutes earlier. He was trying not to let the situation get to him, but his heart was pounding and his brain was on overdrive. He was rooted to the same spot near the jeep, but he turned in circles calling out her name, searching frantically for blonde hair and a dark blue jumpsuit. He had no idea exactly how long it had been since the crash, how long she'd been out there. He didn't even know if she were out there or if she were hurt. For all they knew she could have walked back to Dharma already. Sawyer had a feeling that wasn't the case though.

Suddenly Mike's voice permeated Sawyer's thoughts. "Over here! She's over here!" He was yelling. Sawyer found him behind a large bush not too far from the jeep. Juliet was there sprawled on the ground. Her hair was a mess of leaves, twigs, and blood from a gash on her forehead. "She's breathing, but I can't wake her up." Mike's voice was as frantic as Sawyer felt.

Horace, Kent, and Sawyer all reached Mike and Juliet at the same time. The blonde pushed the other men out of his way and knelt next to her. He brushed a few strands of hair out of her face before cupping her cheek in his palm. "Jules." He spoke softly trying to keep his emotions in check. "Juliet." He said her name again and then her eyes fluttered. She groaned and leaned into his hand. Sawyer released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. "Hey." He said while caressing her face. She was alive.

Juliet's eyes opened. Sawyer had never been happier to see his smile reflected in their ocean blue. "What happened?" She asked groggily.

"There was an accident. You hit a tree."

"Son of a bitch." Juliet groaned again and lifted a hand to the gash on her forehead. She cringed at the pain and the blood it left on her hand when she brought it back down to her side.

Sawyer couldn't help but smile again. He knew exactly where she'd picked up that phrase and it was then that he knew she was going to be ok, but his brow furrowed when she tried to sit up. Her left arm had been laying at her side. As soon as she tried to move it in order to prop herself up she winced and let out a noise Sawyer could only describe as a kind of squeak. "You ok?" He asked. Concern laced his voice.

Horace and Mike were standing just behind Sawyer. Kent was a few feet behind them. Horace turned to the youngest man. "Radio Miles at security. Tell him we found her and have him let the infirmary know we'll be there soon." Kent ran towards the van at the top of the hill.

Juliet managed to sit up with Sawyer's help. "I think it's broken." She cradled her arm.

"Let's get you to the infirmary, Juliet. We've got a van at the top of the hill." Mike offered. He and Horace were both relieved to have found her. The two men shared a knowing glance after seeing the way Sawyer treated her.

"Anythin' else hurt?" Sawyer knew she needed to get to the infirmary, but he wasn't in any hurry. He was just happy to see her, to talk to her.

Juliet closed her eyes momentarily against the pain she felt all over, but she said nothing at first. "My ankle." She finally said.

Sawyer's brow furrowed and he looked down towards her feet. Everything seemed to be in order. "Broken?" He asked.

She shook her head. "Probably just a strain."

Sawyer picked a couple leaves he'd missed earlier out of her hair. "You ready to get outta here?" She nodded and he noticed blue eyes filling dangerously with tears. Despite what many people thought, what Sawyer used to think, he knew she could cry. He'd seen it. Twice. Once during the time flashes when her hand was nearly cut off and once just a couple months ago on Rachel's birthday. He knew he was probably one of only a handful of people who had ever seen her so emotional.

Juliet was prepared for Sawyer to help her up so she could try to walk towards the van. She was not prepared for him to scoop her up into his arms, one under her knees and the other behind her back. After getting over the initial shock she swung her good arm around his neck and buried her face in his chest in an attempt to keep her tears at bay. Juliet Burke does not cry. She kept trying to tell herself, but her mind was foggy. Her head was killing her, the pain beating in time with her heart. And the truth was Juliet Burke does cry. But not often. And not if she could help it. She never felt more weak and vulnerable than when tears streamed down her face. She could count the number of people that had seen her in that state on one hand. James was one of them and he'd seen it twice. She did not feel like making it three times, but in addition to her head, her arm felt as though it were on fire. Her ankle didn't hurt that bad compared to the others, but all combined she was afraid she wouldn't be able to hold the tears back long.

Sawyer held her tight and made his way up the hill slowly. When they reached the road Kent was putting the radio back in the front seat. He quickly opened the back door for Sawyer who set Juliet down gently on the bench seat before climbing in after her. Horace got in the driver's seat, Mike next to him, and Kent awkwardly slid in next to Sawyer in the back.

They started back towards the Dharma compound, Sawyer's arm wrapped around Juliet's shoulders. She hugged her injured arm and it wasn't long until she had her eyes shut tight and her head pressed against his shoulder. "You ok?" He asked into her hair.

"Head hurts." Was all she said. The motion of the van increased the throbbing tenfold and she hoped they'd make it back to Dharma soon.