Quiet evening. They are alone in the park. She is so beautiful. Her smile is shining. He is unable to think about anything except her smile. He wants to kiss her, right here, right now.
He leans toward her. Her eyes are so deep and clear. They look straight into his soul, giving him peace and harmony, which he hadn't had since his childhood. She reaches for him, her lips open a little, in anticipation of a kiss, and he touches them, gently, tenderly, still fearing that all of it is just a dream, but she answers on his kiss passionately, pulling him closer to her, as proprietress and damn but he is ready to allow her that. He could do everything for her, because she is his home, his family, his life.
-Is this for me? - She smiles, turning to him.
Her smile is so warm and delightful. Every time he sees this smile, his heart starts to beat faster.Every time he wants to go to her, to hug her and not to let go ever.
-I love you- she whispers, throwing her arms round his neck.
- I love you back-
-What? - He steps away from her and freezes. They're in the park, not in the kitchen.
-What's wrong? - She asks anxiously. He looks into her eyes and… -What? –He asks angrily.
-You wanted to tell me what had happened during the flash. - She replies calmly.
-No, I don't. -
-Then do you want to now?- She says, and he realizes that he really wants to speak about it.
-I ... I don't understand. -
She takes his hand.
- You've still got my back? -
-And you? -
-Where is it from? We are together in our house... How can it be? – He asks in shock.
-This is our past life - she says, firmly gripping his hand.-Do you remember the Island? Plane crash? -
He stops. Images from his life appear before his eyes, but it wasn't his life, was it?
That's him when he was sixteen years old and he ran away from his Uncle to live at the expense of women. That's him when he flew to Australia and killed a man. That's him after the plane crash; he runs out of the jungle and sees her. Those flashes that almost killed them and finally that's the most awful moment of his life; she lets go of his hand and falls.
He is unable to say anything, just squeezing her hand as if afraid that she will disappear. This feeling of emptiness that haunted him all his life, emptiness, which only she was able to fill. And when she left him the emptiness came over him, absorbing him, turning him into some empty shell without any thoughts or feelings, acting only out of habits.
-James- she calls him, touching his cheek by her hand, trying to distract him from his memories.
-You – he exhales in a barely audible voice.-You let go. -
She sees the tears in his eyes, and she remembers his voice full of despair. -Don't you leave me. -
-I am with you. -she whispers, soothing him as if he is a child.
-I love you. I love you so much. - He pulls her closer, burying his face in her hair.
They stand so close to each other that she feels the beating of his heart, so fast as if it's ready to jump out of his chest. Now she realizes how foolish it was to spend so much time in doubts and fears. Now in his hands, she's finally found herself. Maybe love is not always enough, because it wasn't with her and Jack and with James and Kate, but they are more than just two people who love each other. They continue each other, they are a single entity, and, therefore, away from each other they will be forever alone, they will always feel emptiness inside.
-I love you- they say simultaneously and laugh at the fact that even in this they are similar.
It's fate.