slybrunette

Commentary for I'm Dead On The Surface But Screaming Underneath.

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This was the product of a request from [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]. I'd written something with these two once before, once again upon request, however I failed miserably. As much as I could see this pairing it just refused to be put on paper. So I look at this as draft two of the much older story, new and improved.

When the helicopter takes off without them on it, it’s like everyone goes into mourning. She guesses it’s for their lives off the island, a funeral of sorts. Jack used to speak of second chances and new beginnings and when she can’t sleep she lets his words wash over her. She misses a man she’ll probably never see again, and it’s tragic because she misses a lot of things she’ll probably never see again. Like her sister. Like her apartment that took her so long to find. Like safety.

The unfortunate thing here, and this is just my personal canon, but I kind of have this feeling that she was far more attached to Jack than he was to her, and I think she will be thinking of him, on that island, a lot more than he will of her.

Juliet probably misses that more than all of it. She’s not safe and she’s not alone, not in the literal sense, but she might as well be.

Somehow this is viewed in terms of us and them, and she’s always been a ‘them’, even if she’d long since betrayed her side. You can’t fix first impressions, that’s true enough, and even though the only person she ever truly wronged, the one she held captive, has long since forgiven her, these people still can’t.

Juliet is an outsider. Desmond is an outsider. Now the freighties are too. There is a serious group mentality with the survivors, forced upon them by the situation and the Others. However as more and more of the survivors are dead/gone, I definitely see a switch coming in, in which Juliet will definitely be a vital part of that group. There are very few people, going into Season 5, who are capable when it comes to decision making, and so think we'll definitely see a dynamic change as far as Juliet and her relationship with the survivors go.

So it’s her fault and she’ll sit back and take it and wait for them to get over it and come to their senses, because there’s really not a lot of another options for her.

They blame Desmond for this too, going all the way back to Charlie, and she thinks if that’s the case, if that’s they’re criteria, then they can blame Jack for making that phone call, or Locke for leading them away to the barracks, or pretty much anyone else.

Moral of the story: everyone screwed up. Everyone made mistakes. However it's much easier to come together and blame one or two people than to admit that.

She won’t ever say this to them. She won’t ever say it to him either, or at least that’s what she’ll tell herself, and then she’ll find him drunk and loose and so, so tired of this, and she has nothing to lose really, she has no one to lose, and she thinks maybe if she just leans in and kisses him it will make this all go away.

But it won’t and that’s not how it works. The scratch of his beard against her chin, the tan skin, hard muscle under her fingertips, the way he smells like salt and the sea – all it does is remind her of where she is.

She’s lost. She’s here and she’s lost and she might never get home and she’s just now letting that sink in, in a bed with stiff sheets and a man she doesn’t love and never will but is just as lost as she is.

If there were ever anything between Juliet and Desmond I highly doubt it would have anything to do with love. They are parallel characters, these two, both seperated from things/people they care very much about, and we all know where the search for comfort can sometimes lead.

Misery loves company and she’s beginning to realize that that isn’t just something you say.

Hopefully you enjoyed this! Thanks for reading :)