A familiar feeling overcame Jack as he opened his eyes and laid in a "room" he new oh so well. He saw chains hanging from the ceiling and he remembered himself pulling at them screaming for his friends. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Not that again, he thought to himself and took the adhesive tape off that stuck on his left arm. The door on the other side of the glass wall in front of him swung open and somebody came in. Quietly stepping closer to the glass wall. Jack looked up, totally speechless. It was like a déjà vu. Her stepping in, in that cute pink blouse. With that long blond straightened hair and that expressionless face. He mustered the person on the other side carefully. And he noticed immediately that this wasn't the woman they lost about a day ago. The way she acted, the way she looked at him just everything told him that she had not the faintest idea who he was. Okay she read his file but what does that say?! "Hey Jack…I'm..." she began but Jack cut in on her with and thoughtful look on his face.

"I know who you are. Juliet!" Jack said, emphasising her name slightly.

Jack could sense Juliet felt quiet confused but she put on that poker face she always used to give him at the beginning. Anyways, Jack was confused as well. Why was she here? She died! Was he dead maybe? Where they all? So what was it then…. Heaven? Unfortunately not.

Well, he had another image of heaven actually. God this is hell.

Juliet didn't know who he was, they were back in the past and there friends were somewhere maybe not even in the same time. Could it get any worse?

"How'd you know my…" She seemed to perforate him with her looks, with those bright blue eyes of hers.

"Long story. You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Jack told her smiling weakly.

"You should better eat and drink something. The drugs we gave you got a mean side effect that can lead to hallucinations in cause of dehydration." Jack smirked, he kinda heard that before.

"I don't want your food." He thought maybe it was better to play the game and make them all believe he wouldn't know anything about what they were doing or what there plan was. So he'd get out of here as soon as he could.

"But look at it it's such a delicious…." she began pointing at the plate with the grilled cheese sandwich with toothpicks stuck in it she held in her hand.

"You can have it. I'm not hungry, anyways. Just tell me where my friends are. "Jack angry said cutting her off again. It wasn't the right time for small talk. Juliet put the plate on a nearby table and stepped then closer to the glass wall.

"Don't worry about them, they're in good hands." She tried to calm him a little bit. Jack jumped off the table and he leaned with both his hands against the glass wall in front of him now looking her straight in the eyes.

"I need to talk to Kate. Please, Juliet." He begged now starring deeply into her eyes.

"Can't do that, Jack. I'm sorry." she apologised with a flicker of mercy. She knew how it felt to get held from seeing the people you love.

"Juliet, please. Please let me out. And if you do I swear I'll get you out of here and this time I'll bring you home. I promise. I'm your friend!"

Maybe she still got memories somewhere deep down. Or maybe she would use him once again so she could escape the island like she had tried before. And he so hoped she would go for it. Jack was wondering what was on her mind right now, but her face told him nothing. He didn't even get a hint, not a tiny little spark. But he knew she was thinking for a little while. Juliet was wondering. Something about that man seemed so familiar. As if shed known him her whole life. So she laid her head to the side and gave him a warm but worried smile.

"Maybe you're hungrier than you think you are." She replied then. And Jack sighed, shaking his head. Giving it up. "I said, I'm not hungry." He mumbled.

"Fine. Don't make me force you to, Jack." Juliet rolled her eyes up to him, letting him know how serious she was about it. Then went back to the table reached for the plate and went back to the door. With ostentation she bit in a half of the sandwich and left the aquarium then. Leaving him alone again, Jack hit the glass wall with one of his fists. "Fuck" he called out and did it over and over again. He had to change his strategy. But how was he going to make her trust him. Maybe the best thing was if he just played along with them. That meant to get through all of this toture again but he had nothing to lose, if everything went the way he hoped. There was just one problem. "Sawyer." Jack rolled his eyes and hit the glass wall once again.