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Disclaimer: I do not own Lost, I'm just borrowing Kate and Juliet, however all the highly unbalanced and slightly damaged extra characters…well yeah, that's all me.
Fandom and Pairing: LOST-Kate Austin/Juliet Burke
Scribblers Notes: sorry this took so long, my bad.
When Juliet had pulled her up into her arms clinging desperately to her and Kate had covered them both once again with the quilt, pulling Juliet's cheek to her breast, wanting to give her a safe soft place to come down on.
When she finally caught her breath, Juliet explained quickly about the scene she had happened upon outside this afternoon. She apologized for not telling her in the first place, trying to make her understand that it had only been her concern that it would hinder her getting better if she had to worry about the seeming threat of an angry someone else or s omeone elses in their midst.
Kate, to her credit fought down her annoyance with the older woman. She knew Juliet was only trying to protect her, keeping her breathing even she rested her hand lightly on the taller woman's soft tummy in an effort to give Juliet her understanding and support which she clearly needed . "Well now," she said leaning up on her elbow to look down at the other woman, a tiny smirk on her face, "the plot thickens, huh?"
"It appears that way." Juliet smiled back at her guiltily. "Are you pissed off that I didn't tell you right away?"
"Pissed off is such a harsh way to put it," Kate smiled leaning down to kiss her cheek sweetly, "Let's go with irritated or maybe exasperated, yeah that's it- exasperated with your weird overprotective streak."
Juliet stiffened and looked up at the brunette, "It's not weird!" She said defensively, "Its normal!"
"Not where I grew up…" Kate laughed a little bitterly.
"Yeah well I didn't grow up on the set of Deliverance." She teased a sympathetic expression covering her face, as she stroked Kate's thick curls.
"What's Deliverance?" Kate asked sincerely.
"Please tell me you're kidding." Juliet looked at the brunette a little horrified before noticing the complete baffled expression in Kate's eyes. Rolling her eyes and shutting them with a deep sigh. "You are really are over thirty right?" She asked a little shamed and aware that she was already growing a bit of a complex over their age difference.
"Almost 31 as a matter of fact!" she said indignantly. "What's that got to do with it?"
Juliet opened her eyes to gaze adoringly up at the younger woman. "You're so damned cute," she reached up to actually grip her cheek in a bit of a pinch before she cupped it tenderly, "If only you weren't quite so aware of that." She sighed a bit ruefully.
"Duh, of course I know that," Kate answered with a cockily lopsided grin, "Sometimes it's kind of a curse- really." The brunette added smugly placing her own hand over Juliet's and pressing her cheek into it . "So what's Deliverance?"
"A very old movie, you know movie, in the era of theatres and VHS." Juliet explained.
"V-H-what?" Kate taunted trying to keep a straight face.
Juliet slid her hand she had resting on the other woman's shoulder down her side and playfully swatted her on the rump. "God, you're a brat."
"Oww!" Kate squeaked startled. "Did you just spank me?"
"Yup." She responded calmly, "Now Deliverance was a movie about rednecks with very few social graces and slight attitude problems."
"You did not just call me a redneck with an attitude problem." She said her eyes wide and tone overly offended.
"Uhmmm…yeah I think I kinda did." Juliet furrowed her brow thoughtfully meeting Kate's gaze confidently.
"Clearly, you never want to get laid again." Kate said evenly in a distinctively confident tone.
"Hey," Juliet smiled pleadingly, "I also said you were damned cute."
"Yeah well cute redneck with attitude issues is not nearly as flattering as you might imagine, Dr. Burke."
"I'm sorry baby, what I meant to say was not terribly sophisticated, sometimes slightly excitable amazingly stunning young woman who I am head over heels in love with." She amended.
"I'm plenty sophisticated, and I wouldn't use the word excitable." Kate lay back down on the floor turning her back on the other woman to watch the slowly dying fire.
Juliet rolled over to spoon the smaller woman from behind; she wrapped one of her arms around the brunette's waist consolingly, as she leaned up on her other elbow to look down at the other woman's pouting face. Leaning in she nuzzled her hair. "You are very sophisticated." She further corrected herself.
"And…?" Kate sulked expectantly.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling her hot breath through the younger woman's hair close to her ear she spoke carefully in a diplomatic tone, "Kate, you kissed me, just kissed me and got so upset, you ran out into practically a hurricane and almost died. I don't think I'm exaggerating when I say you're excitable." Juliet explained in a gentle jibe, stroking her hip reassuringly.
"Yeah, well.." she smiled a little despite herself, "you didn't kiss me back."
Juliet tightened her arm that was thrown around her and pulled her closer against her body. God she loved the way it felt to hold the other woman in her arms, "I wanted to."
"How was I supposed to know that?" Kate shut her eyes blushing, a little embarrassed at the turn the conversation was taking.
"Baby, you ran away before I could even catch my breath," she explained gently pulling the soft brown curls out of her way so she could lay her cheek against the younger woman's. "It's not my fault you're an incredible kisser."
Kate's face glowed with the compliment and couldn't help but snuggle back further into the blonde's comfortable embrace. "You are very smooth Juliet."
"No one ever said that to me before," Juliet's own smile matched the other woman's flattered one. She leaned a little back and rubbed her cheek against the baby soft curls she found at the base of her neck. She loved that spot, well she loved most of the spots, but that one made her want to just cling to the younger woman and never let her go.
"So what do we do now?" Kate asked forcing her attention from what the other woman's hand on her hip and faces smoothing against her neck, were doing to her concentration.
"Well." Juliet rested her cheek on Kate's bare shoulder, "We lock the front door, keep the gun close, and I continue to be unbearably overprotective."
Juliet felt Kate shiver a little, "I didn't say it was unbearable." The brunette giggled, loving the way Juliet's taller body practically enveloped her.
"No, just weird," Juliet muttered into her soft skin.
"If I tell you something will you promise not to endlessly make fun of me for it?" Kate asked hesitantly.
"I wouldn't endlessly make fun of you for anything lover." Juliet promised laughing a little before changing her tone to playful, "Maybe tease a little, but…"
"Forget it," Kate grunted dismissively.
Juliet moved her hand around from where it rested on the beautiful other woman's hip to rest on her flat stomach and then slowly slid it up to cup her breast. "Please tell me." She murmured imploringly, placing a loving kiss against the back of Kate's shoulder.
Kate trembled at the touch and knew she was once again being handled but answered her anyway, smiling shyly, "I kind of like it when you're so overprotective."
"Do you baby?" Juliet asked and Kate could hear how happy her sentiment made the other woman.
"No one ever…" Kate began and feeling her voice get a little thick cleared her throat and said shortly, "Well I just like it."
"Good." Juliet said sitting up and pushing the other woman around to where he was lying on her back and looking up at her, "Because, I might not be able to stop, you know how us old weird fuddy duddy's get."
Juliet's self deprecating confession made Kate laugh. Her laugh died down when her eyes began to scan down Juliet's naked torso. "Uhmmm, but you know your one hell of a sexy weird old fuddy duddy."
Juliet grabbed her wrist as she saw Kate reaching up towards her breast. "I need to get some wood to feed the fire." She said smirking down at the renewed desire she saw filling the brunette's eyes.
Sitting up quickly Kate stole a quick kiss reaching around her to grab the gun. She grinned widely, "I'll watch the front." She said in her best tough ass don't fuck with me voice.
"I locked the door, but you do that." Juliet said amused rising to pull her sweat pants on and noticed Kate's regretful gaze. She gave her a lifted eyebrow and dropped the sweatshirt leaving her upper half uncovered as she moved into the kitchen toward the door to the basement where they kept the dry wood they had stockpiled, maybe a little overzealously, considering there was little more than a couple of paths of space to get to the canned and dry goods.
"Mmmm…" Kate leered appreciatively after her gorgeous blonde. "That's how you should always walk around." She raised her voice at Juliet's laugh as it faded from her ears.
She sat there for a moment staring at the gun in her hand a little disconcerted. Then with a determined look set it back down on the floor to stir the coals and put the pot back on the grill. She didn't know about Juliet but she was famished.
Silas was deep in preparations for the return of his wife. Once he showed her she was forgiven he was sure she would come back to him and bring their baby girl with her. How old would Hannah be now? That was the part he found almost unforgivable. When she had stolen his last child from him, he had not fought it, knowing the girl needed her mother, no matter how faulty her thinking had been on the whole situation of going away in the first place. He smiled happily as he cleaned up around the place that had once been their home, and now was he had to admit in a bit of a shambles. He knew he was sporting a big silly grin at the thought of seeing his beautiful little girl once again. She must be- well he wasn't quite sure how old his little girl was now but it didn't matter they would all be back together again soon.
All Sarah had to do was defeat the evil woman who had obviously entranced her. He knew she could do it. She was the strongest person he had ever met. Once that was over he had no doubt they would be returned to their own place and time or at least would be content to be here together. They would wait patiently for their heavenly lord to take them home where Emmett and the child they had been planning to name William after Silas' father, waited patiently for their parents to ascend to heaven and join them.
He knew it would be hard for him to hurt anyone, he had never felt aggressive toward anyone, actually quite the opposite, raised with an unfaltering Catholic upbringing he rarely felt anger or the need for violence. He would never willingly hurt another one of God's beautiful creatures, but it was clear that this lunatic who had some strange hold over his innocent wife was not one of God's creatures, obviously quite the opposite from what he had seen of her manipulative use of the pleasures of the flesh to distract his beautiful wife from the real truth. The truth of where she belonged, and to whom.
No he would not be unhappy when Sarah became aware of the real extent of her sinful ways. How utterly wrong and evil what she had been doing was. He knew she would be ashamed, and he would do everything he could to reassure her that her mistakes only made her human and with her repentance and service to her husband and lord sh would be forgiven. The young vixen that now held her against her will would be vanquished by Sarah's own hand and then his beautiful Sarah would be alright.
He had been so sad when Sarah had chosen the godless ones who seemed to influence her so greatly. He had not, however, given up the idea of Sarah and Hannah returning to him and their true path. He just had to be patient. He felt tears begin to fall over his cheeks and gave God a silent prayer of thanks that his patience had been rewarded, as he began to laugh a bit maniacally.
He looked up at the wall where he kept his little shrine to his family for when he felt his faith slipping. His 12 by 10 inch family portrait of Sarah, himself and little Emmet, taken at sears right before they left for the island had gotten him through many a doubt filled night. It was so worn and faded you had to look closely to see the faded images of their faces. Sarah was pregnant with Hannah and the glow that people spoke of when they mentioned pregnant women was so apparent it made him smile affectionately every time he saw it. He also had two photos of Emmett playing, blissfully ignorant, of the clear but unpleasant design God had for them. The sonogram of Hannah always made his breath hitch and the two baby pictures they had of his darling little girl brought a sparkle to his eye every time he glanced at them…he had enjoyed many dreams of her wedding, where he would give her away to a righteous and godly man.
Now that dream once again seemed to become something he could imagine actually happening. When they would be returned to real life in the little city they had originated from in Massachusetts. They would pass the test his creator had set up for them and would all be together once more to revel in their happiness. He even sometimes let his thoughts wander to a place where none of this happened and he had two strong sons that god had allowed him to keep due to his diligence and faith.
With a harsh grin he began to climb the ladder that was very similar to the ones in all the hatches. He chuckled softly under his breath, as he ascended to his father's testing ground, he had failed before but with renewed confidence knew that couldn't happen again, not when what was at stake was getting his family back.
Hannah paced impatiently outside the elder, Markus', hut. Her mother had been in there too long and she knew it was not just her and the oldest man here …It was all of them, all of the ones that had been here long enough to be considered authority figures. She stopped short of the tree line behind the house when she felt a familiar set of arms encircle her.
"What unsettles you?" Gowan whispered concerned into the other woman's ear.
Hannah stopped dead. She felt herself respond to that familiar comforting voice, the one that made her want to still wake up every morning. Hannah had known nothing but confusion and pain in her life until she had experienced Gowan's light gentle loving touch. Gowan was younger than her by a few years but was wiser than her beyond measure. Hannah never doubted for a moment when her love told her that everything would be alright. That Gowan would take care of her, take care of everything.
"I told them," She said in a small voice.
"You did the- correct thing." The darker woman affirmed reassuringly, "You knew it was necessary. It hurts me when you are not- here with me, when your mind wanders to the inconsequential."
Gowan felt the older woman tense in her arms and knew their only disagreement was about to make them both very unhappy with one another. "You know I only want you to be happy."
Hannah wrestled herself out of her lover's arms. "He's still my bringer of life." She said quoting the other woman. "Do you expect me to just forget about him?"
"I know you love him, he's you're pa-rent." Gowan's words were a little awkward.
"Father," Hannah turned around to face the dark skinned younger woman, "I have to make sure he does not do what he will be sorry for."
"You are wrapped up in your Landow again." She said sadly.
Hannah looked at the ground knowing how close that her lover was to her own father Landow, "What would you do if you were not able to spend time with your own father?" Hannah moved deeper into the forest, more than a little uncomfortable and fearing someone else might hear. She knew how the other ones felt about her father and that they only allowed him to exist in deference to Sarah and Hannah.
Gowan looked at the older woman's strong back and the curves of her familiar form that made her lose a little of herself each night, she had long since known that this was the way of things, that Hannah was her way. "'Uncle Sim tells me I have given you all that I have to give." The older woman felt herself being spun around.
Hannah pried herself from the other woman's grasp as she turned to face her. "Gowan, I also give you everything that I am!" she said insistently.
Gowan's lips claimed hers even as she pushed her unseeing partner backwards further into the wilderness. She took charge of her as she carefully watched out for outcroppings or heavy roots that might trip the smaller woman, carefully steering her out of danger's path (she maybe, by accident, might have lost track of their surrounding so she could catch the older woman, once or twice in her confident muscular arms . She would never be able to give her breathtaking Hannah anything that was enough to make their time together even remotely equal...Hannah had always taken care of them, even when they were small. The fact that Gowan's life would be empty and void of any happiness without the pale dark haired beauty was so clear to the younger woman that her chest ached at the thought.
"Oh …" Hannah sighed as she felt Gowan's lips meet her own. When her back met with the thick trunk of a tree she began giggling, "Oww!" Gowan's mouth had moved down to her partners shoulder biting her hard.
"You make me do strange things." Gowan lifted her face to meet the beautiful pale eyes that met her own, before bowing her head once more to soothe the bite with her tongue. "Did I hurt you, my Hannah?"
"You have never hurt me Gowan, and I know you never will." She knew the words still were odd to her, even as they grew up similarly in the same place. The languages they spoke were formed from their parents, all from the same place, but light years from each other's beliefs.
"This makes me smile." Gowan said simply moving in to nuzzle the other woman's neck.
"You make me feel so good…can this be real, can this be you touching me?" Hannah squeezed her thighs together in an effort to quell her want, and avoid thinking of the wonderful things she knew Gowan wanted to do to her right here and now.
"I still do not understand why you ask me this?" The dark skinned taller woman lifted her head from her lover's shoulder looking confused and a little vexed. "Of course I am here… with you. It would not be right any other way." Gowan said looking straight into her eyes and sounding as if she were talking to a small child.
Gowan knew this to be true. Her Landow had explained to her she would find what she wanted and needed in their village, no matter what villiage they found themselves in, for that was the way the spirits intended. He got so upset when Gowan told him that she had, with Hannah. He paced and circled her form flustered at if being at a loss to explain this to his daughter, he so wished Vivian could be here to take care of this particular aspect of raising their child. He had sent her to one of the older women, and prayed to the god of understanding that he would be heard.
Hannah laughed lightly reaching up to cup the younger woman's cheek. The sheer innocence and logic of her statement made Hannah's heart swell, making her know that love was possible and she had found it in the arms of someone that by the very laws of nature should never have crossed her path.
Gowan watched the faraway bemused look in Hannah's eyes with a mixture of worry and interest as she turned her head slightly so her parted lips met Hannah's open palm. She kept her eyes glued to the beautiful woman's face for any negative reaction. They had been 'sharing' for quite a while now but knew her beautiful Hannah sometimes became unhappy afterwards. Hannah was not always happy. Gowan vowed in the back of her mind to fix this. She would make this exotic beauty; she was gifted with by the spirits, as happy as she could.
Hannah studied the younger woman with what could only be called amazement. She had to tip her head up to see her full facial features when they stood upright this close. Sometimes Hannah imagined a place where it was just the two of them, where their father's disapprovals of them didn't exist.
Gowan's lips were moving against hers again when she heard the ruckus coming from the hut she had been patiently waiting outside. She recognized Landow and his brother Sim's voices raised angrily. She knew Sim had always thought it a mistake to leave Silas out there in the other place when he refused to join them. Fortunately for her father, Landow was older and where they had come from that meant everything.
When Juliet returned with the fuel for the fire Kate laughed hard seeing the awkward way she held the timber trying not to scratch her bare breasts with the rough bark of the logs and kindling.
She shot up to take the wood from her looking at the angry red scratches across Juliet's chest and wincing. "Ok, Ok I take it back, you should definitely wear a shirt when you're carrying wood."
"Yeah, um, that's probably a good idea." Juliet conceded handing the wood over to the other woman who had thrown on a sweatshirt. She watched Kate kneel down in front of the fireplace, carefully placing the wood under the grill strategically, to burn the best. "You're very good at building a fire." She couldn't stop the words that seemed to fall out of her mouth.
Kate was looking at the fire when her face split into a wide grin. "Are you hungry?"
"Uhmmm." Juliet moved to kneel behind her immediately zeroing In on her ear, nudging the hair out of the way before nipping at the lobe playfully.
"Yeah… and I'm the incorrigible one." Kate snorted.
"You made me tuna helper." She stated simply kissing down her neck.
"Right and the polite thing, the sophisticated thing to do would be to eat it." Kate said gently moving away when she felt the other woman's arms try to encircle her waist.
Juliet sat back on her heels grabbing her shirt off the floor, "Thank god, I'm starving." She said relieved.
Kate was stirring the sauce pan that was already bubbling. She smirked widely looking over her shoulder at the other woman who looked exhausted. "You look tired."
"Go ahead." Juliet laughed and looked at the other woman wryly, "Insert elderly joke now."
Kate once again served their dinner onto one plate with two forks. "Lady you are killing me with your stamina." Kate handed Juliet a utensil.
"Yeah?" Juliet smiled happily.
"I once dated a long distance runner," Kate said with a sexy twinkle in her eye. "He had nothing on you."
Juliet moved around to sit close to Kate as they ate. "Liar."
Kate laughed, "Ok, but he was on the track team."
They were both smiling and began eating in companionable silence. Of course the smiles were a bit forced as they were both a bit preoccupied with the new looming mysterious threat they were facing. Of course neither one of them was not used to looming mysterious threats. They would just handle whatever happened, as they always had, only now they would do it together.