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O is for Outsides

It was after their first time that Sawyer finally felt he was seeing all of Juliet.

She lay on her stomach, head pillowed on her folded arms with her face tilted towards him. The sheet slid down her bare back to settle low on her hips. Her eyes were closed and there was a sleepy, comfortable smile on her lips.

Sawyer watched her as he lay on his side, head propped up on his hand, the other laying next to her arms on the bed.

"I could stay like this forever." she mumbled quietly.

Sawyer couldn't stop the grin that spread slowly across his face.

His eyes took in her messy blonde waves and her smooth arms, relaxed face.

A freckle under her left ear.

Bare back, line of her spine-

What the fuck was that?

He tensed and shifted towards her. Her eyes didn't open and her smile was still light; until a rough finger gently traced the shiny scar on her lower back. Her face tightened and closed off and when his eyes came up to search her face, ice blue eyes were focused on him.

Sawyer's warm hand settled over the scar. "What is this?" he asked quietly. Juliet turned her head the other way and didn't answer right away.

"Juliet," he never used her real name unless he was being very serious.

"Danny," she answered blankly.

Sawyer's hand tensed on her back and she closed her eyes, willed her body to stay still.

"That dickhead did this to you?" he growled lowly.

Juliet swallowed thickly and looked steadily at a spot on the far wall. "I did it to myself," she said just as blankly.

"It's kinda hard to brand yourself like this, Juliet."

She licked her lips. "I did something I wasn't supposed to,"

"And Danny did this? What did you do?"

By some agreement, their voices were quiet, hers empty, his barely controlled.

"I shot him."

The silence became deafening. Sawyer lifted his hand from her back and she closed her eyes tightly.

This was all too familiar; sitting in a little yellow house, sheet revealing more than just skin...

"It doesn't hurt anymore," she whispered.

Sawyer's hand touched her skin again, this time at her left shoulder; a scar she earned playing darts in high school with a drunk friend.

"And this one?" he asked. He brought his voice down under control. Juliet couldn't turn to face him yet. "Darts; a friend had too much beer and missed the board."

He traced along her skin to an odd shaped scar to the right of her spine. "This one's funny looking," he said lightly.

She quieted again and turned to face him now. She looked him square in the eye and steeled her nerves.

"Ed,"

Sawyer's jaw tensed at the mention of her ex-husband.

"The one and only time he actually hurt me enough to leave a mark; it's from a drawer handle," she said quietly.

Sawyer looked away from her eyes and his hand just smoothed up and down her back until his jaw unclenched.

"I did say I wanted to know you inside and out." He finally said.

Juliet let out a breath of laughter and rubbed her eyes. "I do believe you meant it as more of a line to get into my pants,"

Sawyer had to laugh at that. It was always a great surprise when she said things like that, so blunt, without skipping a beat. He leaned down and kissed her slowly, turning her carefully until she was on her back with him hovering above her. Her fingers curled around his arms. He pulled back and looked down at her and she openly looked back, letting him see her completely.

"I love you," he said softly.

Juliet smiled, dimples peeking up at him from her cheeks. "Scars and all?"

"Insides and outsides, Blondie."

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