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Juliet

"Are you alright?" I heard James voice ask faintly as he pressed his strong hand up against my face. I moved slightly, hearing the crunch of the sand beneath me and thought to myself 'Was I alright? Sure. I was just fine--if fine meant that you got caught in a riptide, blacked out, and suddenly woke up with a clear memory of your past life in the seventies.'

(Flashback)

"You're a dead man, Phil. I'm gonna kill you." James growled out, angry as hell at the man who had just brutally punched me while defenseless.

Suddenly, someones voice blared over a walkie and only a short while after, the men had rushed out of the room, leaving James, Horace, and myself alone.

"You alright, Jules?" James asked softly, a great amount of compassion evident in his voice.

"Yes." I answered simply before he stated, "I promise I ain't never gonna let ya get hurt again."

"You can't promise that, James." I said matter of factly, and he shook his head and argued, "Yes I can. As soon as we get outta here, I'm never gonna let nobody hurt ya again."

(End of Flashback)

"What happened?" I then asked warily as I opened my eyes, smiling as I took in the image of the man I had loved for so many years. He looked gorgeous as always, his bright eyes shining and pieces of hair dangling in front of them.

I bit my lip as I waited for his answer, hoping that he'd admit that he suddenly remembered too--that he loved me and was overjoyed in our turn of fate--but instead he stated, "Ya got caught in one a' those damn riptides."

He continued to speak but I momentarily drowned him out. If there was one thing I knew, it was James--and by the look on his face he didn't remember a thing.

I took a deep breath as I thought over the situation. All I wanted to do was tell him how sorry I was for letting go, tell him that the only reason I did it was so he could be safe. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and stay there forever, just basking in the scent of his hair and the warmth of his touch.

But of course I couldn't do that--in this reality we just met.

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Sawyer

"Are you alright?" I asked softly, placing my hand gently against her delicate, pale cheek. Her eyes suddenly fluttered open at the touch, and she gave a small smile as she looked up at my concerned face.

"What happened?" She asked between coughs, beginning to sit up while I explained, "Ya got caught in one a' those damn riptides. But lucky for you, a strong, sauve young fella was around to save ya."

"Oh, really? Where is he?" She asked playfully after a moment of silence, then grabbed my hand as I graciously pulled her to her feet.

"That's all I get? A witty remark?" I retorted in the same tone, "No 'I owe you one'? No 'thank ya for savin' my life?'"

"Sorry. Thank you for saving my life." She replied honestly, then added, "I don't know how I'll ever repay you."

"I can think of a few ways..." I answered slyly, causing an unsure look to come across her features before she leaned in close to me, brashly grabbing my face with her slender fingers and capturing my lips with her own. When the kiss ended, I moved down towards her neck, gently brushing my lips against her soft skin until she reluctantly shoved me away.

Although the duration of the kiss wasn't that long, its impact was far greater than I could've imagined--it was as if I had waited a lifetime for this very moment. Chills vibrated throughout my entire body, my heart beat rapidly, and my stomach fluttered at her gentle touch.

The taste of her vanilla enveloped lips, the feel of her body molding into mine--it was all too familair. But it wasn't until she gently pushed me away, when the startling blue of her eyes met mine, that everything clicked--it all fell into place.

(Flashback)

"Jack! Jack, help me get him off." Kate screamed over the loud buzzing and humming of machinery. They both grabbed my shoulders with their hands, desperately trying to pry me from the deathtrap in front of me but I didn't want to budge--didn't even turn to face Kate for the only woman I wanted to see was gone--was ripped from me without warning.

"Sawyer, everythings going to be alright." Kate said soothingly after her and the doc manged to get me out of harms way. I shook my head rapidly, knowing that she was wrong--without Juliet, nothing would be alright ever again.

"There was nothing you could've done." She added soon after and not wanting to hear another word from either one, I suddenly rose to my feet.

"Sawyer, what the hell are you doing? You're going to kill yourself!" Jack yelled after me as I bolted back towards the wreckage which was still being torn towards the bottom of the pit.

"That's the plan." I managed to retort as I inched closer and closer to Juliet's and my own soon to be imminent death.

I cringed as I reached the spot and heard the increasingly loud sound of the metal pieces clanging against the other and for an instant I could've sworn I heard Juliet's voice faintly yell--but of course that was impossible--she was dead, and soon I would be too--I couldn't bare to live another second without her.

I leaned over the abyss, taking in a deep, shaky breath, but before I let myself fall to my death, a flash of bright white light surrounded me...

(End of Flashback)

"That make us even?" Juliet suddenly asked softly, and when I tilted my head in confusion, she elucidated slowly, "You saved my life, I gave you a kiss. Does that make us even?"

"I couldn't--I didn't save you--you let go, you--" I spluttered, looking at Juliet in amazement. How was she here? How was I here? How were we back? An' why the hell do I remember?

"What do you mean you didn't save me? I'm here, aren't I?" She asked, chuckling slightly, "If it weren't for you, I'd still be stuck in that riptide, right?"

"Right..." I said slowly, not understanding what was going on. So she doesn't remember, but I do?

She looked back at me with a small small and it took all my willpower not to grab her and kiss her over and over--tell her I love her and that I won't let anything happen to her again.

But of course I couldn't do that--in this reality we just met.