I seem to get more feedback if I post two chapters at a time, so here's this next one! Inspired by a rewatch of season 3 last week. Read and review! Thanks gang!


"Lay back, lay back, got to sleep, my man. Wipe the blood from your face and your hands. Forgive yourself if you think you can. Go to sleep, go to sleep, my man." –Go to Sleep


She deserved the truth. She'd already read the cold hard facts in his file at some point, but he wanted her to know why he'd done what he'd done. So one day when she was on her way out the door, James said to her, "I thought he was the man who stole money from my parents."

"What?" she stammered. She was already late and still pulling on her boot over her navy jumpsuit when she paused, still damp hair falling over her shoulder.

"The guy I killed before I got here. You talked about it once, a long time ago. I tracked him down, the guy I thought was him, to Australia. And I killed him for what he did to my family. Then when I got back, I found out I'd got the wrong guy. So I kept looking. Somehow he turned up here on the island, and then I killed him. I just… thought you should know why."

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

He shook his head. "Nevermind."

"We'll talk about it after work," she said, scurrying back into the kitchen to kiss him on the cheek and steal a sip of his coffee. "Okay?"

"Sure."

He was almost positive she knew what he was talking about, but the fact that she'd forgotten for a split second made him realize that maybe she didn't see him the same way other people did. Maybe he wasn't the man he used to be. And maybe she wasn't the girl he used to fall for. Maybe this was a new beginning for the both of them.