Chp 11
I just thought of something," Juliet said as she watched Jack pace up and down the lawn of Sergio's back garden, Maria's dog nipping at his heels.
"What?" he asked turning his back on the vegetable garden to face her.
"Well, since Kate tipped off the feds about the island, they must have exhumed the bodies of the dead," she said.
"You mean the ones we buried?"
"Yes, Ana Lucia, Libby, Shannon, Eko," Juliet rattled off.
"And Boone and the Marshall," Jack added.
"Nikki and Paulo, and Ethan," she finished.
"What of it?"
"They would have brought them back to L.A. from there they would have done autopsies."
"What are you thinking?" Jack asked.
"You know someone at the L.A. morgue?" Juliet questioned and Jack nodded, "If you can get them to send you DNA samples from the bodies,"
"We can get Sergio to check them against the list," Jack said, "I'll get right on it."
….
It was late into the night when Sergio returned home, the results tucked safely under his arm.
"Well," Jack said in anticipation, "Were any of us a part of the list?"
"Three out of the four of you," Sergio said sitting down tiredly in the nearest chair.
Juliet bit her lip nervously, "Tell us."
"You my friend were not, but your husband and this Sawyer fellow and Kate woman were."
Jack looked at Juliet before returning his attention to Sergio.
"Were Kate and Sawyer each others partner?" Jack asked.
"No," Sergio said and gratefully accepted a cup of tea from his wife.
Jack shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he sensed Juliet stiffening beside him.
"Was Kate, Jack's partner?" she dreadingly asked.
"No," Sergio said, "Both she and Sawyer were partnered with unknowns," he told her, "As was Jack."
Jack furrowed his brow and pressed his temples. Juliet closed her eyes grateful for the news. She had no real reason to be jealous of Kate, not anymore, but she was glad the convict and Jack didn't have a connection. At least not a biological one.
"Which traits are they?" Jack asked breaking the silence.
"Sawyer was #8," Sergio said as Jack chuckled out loud.
"Well, that's no big surprise. I suppose we didn't need a test to prove Sawyer is a manipulator," Jack stated.
"And Kate?" Juliet asked steering the conversation away from Jack's distrust of the Southerner.
"Number 42, the great communicator," Sergio explained.
Jack's eyebrows shot up, "Really?" Sergio nodded as Juliet watched Jack's reaction, trying to read his face.
"And do you want to know which trait is dominant in you Dr. Sheppard?" he asked him.
"Lay it on me Professor," Jack said as Juliet walked behind him, rubbing his shoulders.
"You are number 4."
"Leadership," Juliet said with a slight smile.
"There must be some mistake, I'm not a leader, it isn't in me."
"No mistake Jack, I double checked the results."
"He said it wasn't in me," Jack whispered, "And I believed the lie."
….
The four of them talked throughout the night. Sergio would go back to the lab as soon as the autopsy results came in.
"Of course you will have to convince the other survivors to give up blood samples," he said.
Jack nodded, "I already made some calls to find out where they are. Claire's with Charlie's family back in L.A., Hurley is in Spain, so we'll start there since he's the closest."
"Rose and Bernard are past having children so we won't bother with them, and Desmond was in the army as was Sayid. I think wit a bit of computer hacking we can pull up their DNA from medical files."
"That leaves Jin and Sun, I'm not sure where they are, perhaps back in Korea," Jack said.
Sergio nodded, "Then go to Spain and get Hurley to give up his blood."
"We will, first thing tomorrow," Jack said.
"Good, well then we should all get some sleep," Sergio said.
"Goodnight, and thank you," Juliet said.
When they were alone, packing their bags in the upstairs bedroom, Juliet faced Jack and made him look at her.
"You were surprised to find out Kate's trait, why?"
Jack licked his lips and continued to fold his things, "She just wasn't very open, that's all," he said.
"With you," Juliet said and Jack looked up from his suitcase, "Maybe she just wasn't open with you."
Jack ignored her comment and zipped their bags up, "We should get some sleep, it's an early train tomorrow."
"Do you really think it will be easy to convince the other survivors to give up blood samples?" Juliet asked sensing the newly built tension between them.
"I'll make something up," Jack said.
"And you're sure Hurley's in Spain?" Juliet asked getting under the sheets.
"Pretty sure. His mother inherited his wealth and bought a hacienda there. She couldn't live in L.A. with the memories after she thought her son had died," Jack told her getting in beside her.
"Oh," Juliet said as Jack leaned over her and turned the light off.
"Jack," Juliet said softly.
"Goodnight Juliet," he said turning away from her.
…..
Juliet got inside the cab after saying her goodbyes to Sergio and Maria. She watched Jack bid his farewells before getting in next to her. He kept his distance, their bodies not touching as the car sped along the Italian roads. Juliet closed her yes, regret filling her soul and sitting at the pit of her stomach. Maybe she shouldn't have started all this. Maybe they would have been better off not knowing the truth. Maybe the truth would end up pulling Jack away from her.
….
When they got to Spain, Jack and Juliet had barely said two words to each other. It was hot and humid, making Juliet tired and nauseous. She wanted to tell Jack to slow down but didn't want to hear one of his lectures. Juliet lagged behind as he weaved in and out of the busy sidewalks, carrying their luggage and heading to the taxi zone. Juliet stopped and leaned against the side of a café wall. Her head spun and she felt faint. An elderly man held out a glass of water to her and she smiled, gratefully taking it.
"Gracias," she said in her simple Spanish.
"Juliet," Jack cried running up to her, "I thought I lost you."
"I was tired, feeling ill."
Jack pulled her into his arms, "Why didn't you say so?"
Juliet held him tight, she loved breathing his scent in, suddenly it felt so familiar but she got lost in being held by his strong arms.
"I'm okay now," she said, "Let's go."
"Okay but hold my hand," Jack said, "Don't let go."
…..
They reached Hurley's villa late in the day. It was hidden in the valley, the mountains looming ahead of them. The sweet mountain air drifted down to them and Juliet took a deep breath, happy they finally arrived. The portly, young man greeted them warmly but was wary at Jack's request.
"Dude, I don't get why you need a blood test," Hurley said.
"It's like I explained on the phone. I'm testing for the illness," Jack said, hating lying to his friend.
"But it's been weeks since we got off the island dude, I haven't been sick once."
"It's just a precaution Hurley," Juliet said in her soft tone, "It's for your own good."
Hurley allowed him to take the sample and Jack fed exed it to Italy.
"I hate this," Jack said as they sat on the little patio outside their bedroom, "He trusts me and I lied to him."
"Jack we don't even know exactly what's going on here. What else could you have told him?" Juliet said and reached for his hand.
"I know," Jack sighed looking up at the sky. It was a clear night and the stars were out. He traced the Big Dipper with his finger, pointing out the North Star to Juliet as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"You'd think Hurley would have cut his hair by now," Juliet said.
Jack giggled, "I know."
"And that habit of saying dude, maybe he's the one with the addiction trait."
Jack laughed again, "Can you believe he worth a 156 million dollars?"
"It's crazy," Juliet said.
"He told me once but I didn't believe him," he said and kissed her forehead, "Look to your right, there's Ursa."
Juliet smiled recalling Karl and Alex's star naming game, "You should have been a teacher," she said.
"Why?"
"You like to lecture," Juliet said.
"Is that an insult?"
Juliet laughed but didn't answer him. She felt giddy and didn't want to argue. Her hand lightly brushed over Jack's crotch. He responded to her touch right away and unzipped his own jeans. Juliet took his penis out and slid off her chair. She brushed the underside of his phallus with her tongue, licking the veins that rose and bulged as the blood rushed to fill them. His cock hardened in her hand and stretched towards her wet lips.
She took his head in her mouth and rolled her tongue around it. Juliet pressed her lips together and slowly withdrew his penis from her mouth, making a little smacking sound as she did. Jack groaned and pushed her hair behind her ears so he could see her work. She kissed his tip, "I love you Jack," she said before thrusting half his cock into her mouth and cupping his balls in her hand. Juliet pressed the flat of his tongue hard against him, touching him everywhere with her hot, dripping wet lips. Jack gasped and dug his fingers into her hair. Slowly she relaxed her jaw and shoved his cock all the way in, his head hitting the back of her throat. She sucked him as his breath came out in a long, low whistle.
Suddenly he slid himself down onto the floor and still in her mouth; he turned slowly until they were in a 69 position. He thrust her panties to the side and began probing her dripping pussy with his tongue as she continued to suck him. Jack groaned against her sex, his deep voice vibrating against her clit. Juliet gasped as he continued to roll his tongue around it before fucking her hole with his tongue. Juliet came quickly, her orgasm pouring over Jack's face as he licked her juices up. She took him in deep and sighed against his cock before he orgasmed too, sperm shooting halfway down her throat, forcing her to swallow hard. She licked her lips and gave him a mischievous smile.
"What?" he asked playfully helping her off the floor.
"Jack Sheppard you're," she began before his cell phone rang.
He grabbed it, "Hello?" Jack said.
"Jack, it's Sergio, I have the results from the autopsy reports. I know who your and Sawyer's partners were."