DISCLAIMER: I don't own LOST, but I do watch it on Wednesdays and on a daily basis! Which helps to keep me alive.
Sawyer walked up the beach to where Juliet was. It was the week after they left. He just realized how much he liked Juliet. Not as much as Kate, but she was cute and funny, so...why not? But he still couldn't understand why every time he kissed her, he saw Kate. Every time he touched her, he felt Kate and every time he talked to her, he especially heard Kate. He didn't get it! It had been a full week, they, all of them had been keeping their focus on surviving first of all. I guess there are some things that he'll never understand. But then the dreams started. Every night they changed. One night, something would happen to Juliet, the next night something would happen to Kate.
He was walking through the town. Following something, maybe it was instinct, maybe it was something else. He came to an alley, why was he here? Well, wasn't that the question of all questions? He walked further down the alley and saw a woman hunched over at the back of the alley. He went forward. Why was he doing this? It was the same almost every time. He touched the woman's shoulder and she slumped over even more. He laud her down and turned her over. He gasped at the white face he saw in contrast of his tan hands.
Sawyer woke up, gasping for air and shaking. Juliet leaned over him, "what's the matter?" she asked. "Were you having the dream?"
"Uh-huh." he whispered, rolling over and facing away from Juliet.