Author's Note: So, I wrote a lot of this during my English class. Considering my professor is such a snooze and relates nothing during our class about grammar, spelling and writing papers, I made better use of my time rather then listening to him chat about watching live opera from a movie theater. (Gee. How exciting.)

I also perfected my flower doodling skills.

Anyways. Here's the next chapter! (And yes, I took some time to study up on the effects of people who get tasered. So I did get SOME information rather then just making all this up myself. So although I did make up parts of Juliet's problems in this chapter, most of what I said about the taser is true.)

All Over Again:

The next morning Juliet felt like something more was wrong then she had the day before. She was dizzy, everything was a practically a blur to her. The ringing inside her head was driving her insane and her whole body was tingling, felt like it was on fire. She felt a lot of the details of the past few weeks getting hazy. And things before that felt like far off memories from a long time ago. Could she being going into that relapse that Richard had spoke of?

She put her hand to her head and frowned before glancing down at Sawyer beside her. She was quick and quiet as she slipped out of the make-shift tent on the beach unnoticed by the sleeping conman. She had to admit that she was relieved to see that Jack was awake and sitting down by the water.

"Jack," she called his name, taking a seat beside him.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Jack questioned, taking in the fading bruises on the blonde's pale skin. The black and blue marks were now fading to a sickly yellow and ghastly brown color and her cuts were fading to slight indiscretions on her skin.

Juliet smiled sadly at him. "Maybe you could tell me," she suggested. "Everything is getting a bit hazy on me.."

Jack was silent for a moment as he thought about what she was telling him. "Was it like that before you got tasered?" he asked next. At the shake of her head he frowned. "Any other problems?" he asked now.

"A little bit dizzy," she answered. "I keep thinking I should know what's wrong, I'm a doctor.. but my head's spinning, I have this ringing sound that won't go away.. and I just can't think straight. Everything feels off.. my body just feels.. I don't know, it's bothersome.."

Jack was silent for yet another moment as he let her words sink in. "What else is wrong?" he questioned. There was a look of loss on her face at the moment that was bothering him more then everything she just told him.

"My sister.. Rachel," she answered quietly. "I had a dream about her, but I couldn't see her face at all," she began. "And now.. I keep trying but her face is a blur, a lot of things are just a blur, like they're all distant memories that are too far out of reach to grasp.. it bothers me that I can't remember my own sister.."

Jack felt sorry for her. After all that she'd been put through on this island, this was that last thing she deserved. "It's natural to her memory repression after traumatic events," he clarified for her. "You should be fine as long as you keep resting and stop exerting yourself, my best guess is that the electrical jolt from the taser may have caused your mind to relive the events of a traumatic experience, such as the incident at the Swan.."

Juliet was silent as she listened to his words.

"Memory repression is the minds way of healing itself, it's trying to protect you from the trauma by locking certain things away.. it's kind of a like a healing process," he explained.

"Are you sure?" she questioned, although she had nodded her head in response.

Jack didn't answer at first. "No," he answered honestly. "There's no way for me to know the exact problem, but that's the most likely scenario."

"The most likely, or the best likely?" Juliet questioned in response.

"A little of both I suppose," Jack replied.

Juliet sighed. "What's the worst-case scenario?" she dared to ask.

Jack studied her expression for a moment, but it was blank. He wasn't sure if he envied her or not for her skills in masking her emotions from the world. The fact that after all this time she could still revert back to her old self was almost bothersome. "Besides what Richard said?"

Juliet nodded.

Jack wasn't entirely sure if he should tell her. But he knew that he had to. "Richard's is the worst case, in all senses.. but," he began. "On a person in good health, a taser only has minimal side effects for a short amount of time."

Juliet glanced away. Good health wasn't exactly something that explained her at the moment. "And for someone whose.. not in such good shape?"

Jack watched as she stared out at the water. "I don't think I should--"

"Jack, just tell me," she snapped out, cutting him off quickly.

Jack sighed. "In good health, the short-term effects only last minutes, the effects are things that you've named as having today," he pointed out. "Daze, short-term amnesia, tingling sensations, and vertigo."

Juliet frowned. "Vertigo?" she questioned. Although the term seemed familiar, she couldn't seem to place what it meant.

"Dizziness, a sense of unbalance," he quickly explained. He was well aware she should know what it meant.

Juliet's frown deepened. "And all of this should be short-term?"

"It should have gone away after just a few minutes.. maybe a half hour maximum.."

Juliet closed her eyes, willing herself not to let tears fall. "Do you think.. it's permanent?"

"It's erratic," Jack admitted. "There's no way I can know for sure," he told her.

Juliet nodded her head slightly one more time before standing up. "Thanks, Jack, for being honest with me."

"Juliet," Jack called quickly, reaching out and grabbing her hand. "If this gets any worse, you need to come tell me immediately.."

Juliet glanced down at their hands and quickly pulled hers away. "I will," she responded and turned around in time to see Sawyer staring at them, his expression unreadable. Yet she could tell right away that he wasn't entirely sure what to think about what he'd just seen.

She sighed and headed over towards him, stopping to stand in front of him. "James.. that wasn't--"

"I believe you," he responded before she could even finish her statement.

Juliet felt her head ringing worse then it had been before. She frowned in response and shook her head. "No, James.. you don't believe me," she stated, her voice emotionless. "The least you could do is tell me the truth and not lie to my face.."

Sawyer was silent for a moment in response. He already knew that no matter what he said, if he lied or told the truth that she was going to be offended.

Juliet watched as he debated on what to say. She was about to give in and explain what he'd seen, about Jack grabbing her hand, but she clamped her mouth shut as he turned and walked away from her. She let out a breath of frustration as he left. Maybe it was for the best if she didn't tell him anyways, it was probably nothing. She would be fine.

Scratch the idea, she decided quickly. She had to tell him, he deserved to know the truth regardless. "Ja..mes.." she muttered. But her voice sounded like a sloth of nothingness to her. The ringing was getting worse. Her head was pounding and everything was spinning in circles suddenly and she wasn't sure where she was or what was happening.

Sawyer turned immediately at the strange sound of her voice. His name had sounded slurred from her and as he turned to look at her, the way her eyes glazed over scared him more then anything else. "Juliet?" he questioned, going back to her side immediately. She wasn't moving, her eyes weren't blinking, she was just staring at nothing, into nothing. "Juliet, Juliet look at me," he told her, placing his hands on her shoulders.

The words that he heard from her next were slurred as well, her voice fringed with emotion and tacked with fear.

"We're.. gun-na die.."

Sawyer stared at her, and he watched as Jack came running over at the commotion he called.

"What happened?" he asked quickly.

"I.. I don't know," he answered honestly. "One minute I turned my back, the next minute she's slurring her words and staring at nothing with a dazed look.."

Jack was a lot more worried now. He didn't know if this was the 'relapse' or if this is the effects the taser was having on her unhealthy body.

"He told me.." she whispered.

Sawyer stared her dead in the eyes. But it only seemed like she was looking past him. "Who told you, Juliet?" he asked her. "And what did he tell you?"

"The man.." she answered. "The man from Tallahassee.." she informed him. "He told me.. that we'll all die.."

Only silence came as a response from Sawyer and Jack.

"I think.." she murmurred, leaning forward and resting her forehead against Sawyer's shoulder. "He's wrong.."

Sawyer stared down at her, but he wrapped his arms around her nonetheless. "Why?" he asked.

"Because.. because most of us are already dead.."

Sawyer grabbed her tighter as her knees buckled and her eyes rolled up into the back of her head. "Jesus.." he muttered.

"She's delirious.." Jack assured him. "She was telling me before that she was hearing a ringing in her head, her body was tingling.. she was dizzy, and some of her memory was a little fuzzy.." he explained. "I told her to tell me if things got worse.." he admitted.

Sawyer now understood why Jack had grabbed Juliet's hand. It hadn't been a sign of affection. It had been for comfort. "Will she.. be okay?" he questioned immediately.

Jack was silent as he contemplated the question. Because in all honesty, he didn't know the answer to it. "I don't know, Sawyer.. I really don't know.." he answered. "The only thing I can suggest is that we make sure she keeps resting, my guess.. it seems, is that this is triggered when her emotions are running high.." he explained. "But I don't know for sure, she was worried, like about what Richard said about the relapse, and all these symptoms occurred."

Sawyer nodded. If that was the case, did that mean it was his fault that she'd just gone into the state of delirium that she had?

There was something else that bothered him about her delirious outburst as well. What had she meant when she said, 'because most of us are already dead'?

()()To be Cont.()()

That little TBC instead of the was for eyeon's sake. I apparently cause potential worry when I put the. Ahahaha. So there you go! I'll try for yet another chapter tomorrow night, sound like a deal?