wait.....wut?

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Wed, 21 Mar 2007 02:16:19 GMT

~HEY!~

plasticfruits I haven't, you know, posted yet...but friend me. And I will post soon enough.

I still love you all.

Mon, 12 Mar 2007 17:42:35 GMT

HEY! I'm sorry if anyone *cough* is a little pissed with me because I picked up and left LJ and all. (and I haven't been on IM a lot, for anyone *cough* that's wondering)

And before I tell you something awesome, I gotta tell you all my personal dilemma: my dad had a heart attack in January and I was going through mild depression. I just thought I should explain why I needed three months to get back on my feet. (my father is back on his feet, too, if anyone's wondering)

Aaaaanyway, I'm coming back to LJ because a.) I really miss you all and b.) I've been bored. I'm gonna re-sign up, so I'm curious: who still wants to be on my f-list?

PS. Lost sucks. I mean, Charlie supposed to die? Kate regretting sleeping with a hot country man? CRAZY FRENCH LADY?!?!

PSS. Blades of Glory: Napoleon Dynamite, Ron Burgundy, and...Gob. If you don't know who anyone those characters are, you're just...TV/Movie challenged.

justbeeyourself

Tue, 13 Feb 2007 16:27:03 GMT

Ok, hey everyone. Again. *waves at all the pretty people* Um...some of you have seen my posts mentioning my cousin Amanda? She owns my domain now and is under a new LJ name. Yay, Amanda. She has asked me to not tell people her new name but I'm guessing she's going to be unveiling some pretty kick-ass stuff soon. So you'll know.

WOW am I vague.

I love you all...and I'm starting to have LJ withdrawal. Keep me on your f-list. Who knows if I might sign up again. *disappears into a cloud of smoke*

Fri, 02 Feb 2007 14:45:25 GMT

There's a long story behind my long absence, which I'm not going to be telling you because it's very personal, but the thing is: I won't be online a lot anymore. If you still want to chat with me please IM me @ aloucks367 on Y!M. You can e-mail me: aloucks367@yahoo.com

I probably won't be on LJ anymore, but if I am, I promise that I'll tell you guys. ;-)

So long, hope you IM me!

Got smut?

Wed, 13 Dec 2006 02:38:51 GMT

New fic journal. *droooool* I'm writing some House/Cam smut for highshelf, some Shannon/Sayid smut for submissivecharm, and some Jim/Karen smut for anyone who wants it. Any other requests? Tell me while I'm in this smutty fic-writing mood. Of course, if you don't want smut I can do that too.

pasmoothie. Learn to love it. I posted some Hitchiker fic already, so you can read that.

Well, if it wasn't the little cliche that could - Set Fire to the Third Bar

Tue, 28 Nov 2006 23:17:22 GMT

I'd write Psych!slash but my homophobic aunt is here and she always wants to know what I'm doing. So, I bring you, a big, fat, loverly, cliche. Oh yeah, dangling modifier is --> click! In case you wanted to know, Lia.

Title: Set Fire to the Third Bar
Characters: Danny, Juliet, Kate, Sawyer, Jack
Word Count: 564
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Conclusion to 'I Do' (based on the song Set Fire to the Third Bar - Snow Patrol, even though there is no relevance)
Warnings: Cussing (the f word twice) and cliche-ness.
Pairing: Kate/Sawyer

The rain echoing in her ears, that's all she could hear. Not Sawyer telling her to look away. Not Danny turning the safety off on his gun. She could only hear the rain, the chorus of 'pit-pat's' on the ground. She couldn't even hear herself think. She couldn't hear her pleads for Sawyer's life, not anything. Just the rain.

Then she was being handed a walkie-talkie. It was Jack. "Run." He had told her, in fact, yelled at her. But she couldn't have ran. "Goddammit Kate, RUN!" She sobbed even harder now, there was no way. Then she had heard a distinct 'click' of a gun.

"Jack, I can't." She had repeated once more into the walkie-talkie. And then there was silence. "I. Can't." she said, more firmly this time. Then, more silence. The rain was louder than ever, making everything wet and washing the tears off her face and making it hard for her to see. "I can't..."

Silence emitted from the walkie-talkie once again, and the roar of the rain was louder than ever. And, she swore she could hear the anticipation. Sawyer, who was waiting for his grim fate, and Danny, who was waiting to kill him. "Fuck it." Danny walked over to her and grabbed the walkie-talkie. "You want your fuckin' gal so bad?" He said loudly. She sobbed harder. "What do you say I bring her to you after I finish some business?" She could her a woman in the background yell 'No!', a voice she recognized but couldn't quite place. "Dammit, Juliet." He yelled into the walkie-talkie.

As Danny talked into walkie-talkie, Sawyer looked at her, tears in his eyes. "I love you," He said to her, barely distinguishable over the roar of the rain. "Look away, Freckles." It made her cry harder.

"Sawyer..." She said in a choked voice. "I love you too." She sobbed out the last words, and sobbed even harder. "Please...please..." She didn't even know what she wanted. "Please..."

"I love you," He repeated. "You're the first woman I've ever loved." She couldn't bare it anymore. She looked away from him, crying. She ran her fingers through her brown hair and looked at the ground. "Look away." He repeated, and then Danny turned back towards him, apparently done with the conversation.

It rang in her ears, the gun shot. Then another. She broke down at that point, collapsing to the ground in a muffled, crying, heap. She heard the rain again, but it sounded so different. Misery was in the air.

"I love you." She heard his voice, the familiar southern twang. She let out a choked sob, looking up. She had thought she was just hearing things. But he was there. Alive, and not shot. Danny was on the ground, his head bleeding. He had killed himself. Looking at the other other, she saw he had killed him, too. She looked away once again, the sight making her sick.

"Thank you." Hearing her own words, Kate cried with happiness. Before she knew it, he had opened the cage and she was in his arms.

"Couldn't just leave you here all alone," he joked. "Who knows what coulda happened." She let out a loud sob. His joking made the situation seem so petty. Sawyer's life was spared, but they were still here. Still with the others. Still unsure of their fate. Still LOST.

slashy Psych Picspam

Tue, 28 Nov 2006 04:18:46 GMT

Part 1/2 of the Pilot episode. 100 images was just to much for dial-up, so Part 2 will be up tomorrow.

Pics from --> here.

Meet Wee!Shawn. He's absolutely adorable ~~and appears to wear lipgloss~~. We'll be seeing much of him in the future. How do I know? I'm psychic.

Now, meet Shawn Spencer. He's absolutely adorable. And he had a thing for blondes. Note that the weather is on.

A question for the women: who doesn't want to be that blonde?

Shawn: 59 degrees...cloudy...*has epiphany*

Take a look at that smile. (Did it just get hotter in here?)

Lord only knows what he's looking at.

There's that sexy smile again. <3

This is Shawn's psychic face. Almost as sexy as his sexy smile.

Meet Lassie. We don't know it yet, but this is the start of a beautiful ship.

Awwww. Shawn is trying to impress Lassie with his sexy smile.

Shawn: High fives!
Lassie: *looks cute*
Black Cop: Mmmm...slashy.

Shawn: *psychic moment*

Shawn: I see...fingers...

Lassie: *thinks* What could this mean?

Lassie: I want to have sex with you!
Shawn/Gus Shippers: AAAAAAAAH *runs away*

Shawn: Err...
Shawn/Gus Shippers: w00t!
Shawn/Lassie Shippers: *sniff*
Shawn/Juliet Shippers: There's no hope for us.

Shawn: *has another psychic moment*

Lassie: Well that was awkward.

This is the chief. She's preggers.

This is Gus. We don't know it yet, but this is the start of a beautiful ship. *deja vu*

Shawn: Er...I want to have sex with you?

Gus: ...

Shawn: Seriously. Imagine it.

Gus: No, thanks.

Shawn: *is deeply offended*

Shawn: Anyway, the police think I'm psychic. Want to investigate a kidnapping?

Gus: Um...no.

Shawn: Seriously, imagine it.

Gus: Sex or investigating?

Shawn: *thinks* Both?

Shawn: The sex is still on the table.

Gus: I'll take a rain check.

Shawn: *pwned*

Gus: 0.o
Me: Poooor Shawn. *sniffle*

Gus: I'm not having sex with you.
Shawn: *slashy!sniffle*

Shawn: You know you did it I'm gooooone...to find someone to live for in this world...
Gus: *is inspired*
Shawn: *just walks away*

Gus: Ooooone is the loooooonelist nuuuuumber...

To Be Continued...

The Story of a Girl (part 1/?)

Mon, 27 Nov 2006 01:01:46 GMT

OMFG this will make some people very happy. Psych crossover. The fic was getting kind of heavy and the only thing I could think of to lighten the mood was Shawn.

For those who don't watch Psych: Shawn Spencer has great observation skills, and he basically tricks the police into believeing he's psychic. He solves cases with his best friend Gus, who really hates the idea of psychics.

Title: The Story of a Girl (part 1/?)
Characters: Jack, Juliet, Shawn, Gus, Man in Window, and our dear new friend Harold
Word Count: 944
Rating: R
Summary: Juliet has a stalker. Partner fic to my Ben fic. Psych crossovers...
Warnings: Lots of cussing. Description of a dead chick.
Pairing: Jack/Juliet, I'll be heading in a Ben/Juliet direction later.

NOTE: This fic goes alongside my my Ben fic! Don't read this is you haven't read that series.

He stared at the beautiful brunette. This was their fourth date, if you wanted to call it that. That fucking bitch had no idea of his existence. On his fifth dates, he always gave them gifts. They never liked the gifts. He wondered why, the gifts were beautiful. They always were, he made sure.

He loved this woman. He had learned so much about her in a period of three weeks. She wasn't a natural brunette. She's a blonde. She only buys organic make-up, from the health food store down the road. Her favorite is Burt's Bees. She loves to eat Wheat Thins, and is going to college to be a fertility doctor. She's currently married to a man named Harold, but this particular man in the window likes to think that she's cheating on Harold with him. She would cause him so much pain in the future, and the man in the window liked that.

"Juliet." He loved the way it rolled off the tongue, he loved the beauty of it. He loved her. He loved every inch of her, but the man in the window fully intended to hurt Juliet.

~~~

"I can't believe we did it." Juliet smiled and wrapped her arms around Jack. She gave him a kiss on the neck. She was caught in the heat of the moment, leaving the island, with Jack. "I love you." She whispered in his ear. She immediately pulled away from him and blushed. "I mean...I don't really...but...I mean, we could....it's too early...." She stammered. She had never had such a hard time articulating her feelings.

"It's fine." Jack said. He looked out at the ocean. They had been sailing for an hour or so now, with no signs of where they were. He closed the gap between them, kissing her.

They pulled away, both feeling sort of awkward. Juliet slightly smirked, and kissed Jack again. He gave no hesitance this time, pulling off her shirt. She let out a soft moan escape her, and blushed.

Jack wrapped his arms around her small body, never wanting to let the moment end.

~~~

The young brunette fiddled with the keys to her apartment, smiling when Harold wrapped his arms around her. She giggled, and finally got the right key. "What happened?" she asked, walking into the apartment. Things were knocked over, everything disshelveled.

"Fuck. Fuck. FUCK." Harold said, walking into their room. "God...fuck...fuckfuckfuck." He shook his head.

"Oh...oh...my god. Harold..." Juliet backed up, putting her hands over her mouth. She felt as if she might throw up.

A woman lay on the bed, her hands tied to the posts. Her eyes were cut out, and she was covered in blood. Her blonde hair lay, stained from the blood, sticking to her almost-naked body. She still had her undergarmets on. She had a white handkerchief tied around her mouth, most likely to give her chloroform. On the previously white wall behind them, her blood was smeared to say 'Do you like my gift Juliet?'

"I'll call 911." Juliet ran into the kitchen, unable to say anything more.

He walked into his apartment building across the street. Her name was Hannah. She was a clerk at the rite-aid down the street, any old girl. But she was different. He'd had his eye on her for awhile. And now she was very different, she'd be eye-less for the rest of her life. She'd be blind. And isn't that what she wanted?

He'd learned that Hannah wasn't happy with her appearance. And now, she wouldn't have to look at herself. He had done a good thing, today.

~~~

Juliet laid on the bed below deck, next to Jack. She sighed and looked at the ceiling. She felt guilty. There were so many reasons, but the biggest one was leaving Ben. "Jack." She whispered into his ear.

"You're having second thoughts." He said matter-of-factly. She hated how right he was.

"No, of course not!" Juliet lied. She sat up, wrapping the sheet around her torso.

Jack brushhed a piece of hair out of her eyes, and she forgot for a moment, the guilt. But it all came rushing back when she laid back down next to him.

~~~

"Hi, I'm Shawn Spencer." The (fake) psychic extended his hand, and Juliet shook it.

"Who's he?" Juliet pointed at Gus. She hated the idea of psychics, but it had been about a year now and the police had found nothing out about who killed Hannah. She had heard about him from a cop at the police station, Buzz.

Shawn looked behind him as if Gus had never been there. "That's my good friend Gus." Gus glared at Shawn and squinted.

"I'm sorry m'am. There's no way we can take your case." Gus frowned. "Shawn, can we have a word in the back?"

"We're taking your case." Shawn nodded, following Gus into a different room.

"Shawn, she's being stalked by a crazy murderer!" Gus glanced out at a hopeful Juliet in the other room.

"Exactly, you can't help but protect the damsel in distress." Shawn nodded.

"She's married." Gus said matter-of-factly.

"Nope, divorced. A few months ago, in fact." He nodded again. "Gus! She's got bags under her eyes. And look how she's carrying her purse! She has it in front of her. She doesn't want to let anyone into her heart, she's been hurt."

"That's a load of crap, Shawn. She has her wedding band and engagement rings on."

"She's denying herself. But you can never deny your heart, Guster." Shawn couldn't help it. He let out a laugh and Gus glared.

"That's not even funny, Shawn."

Benjamin Linus (part 9/9) I'm gonna get kicked for this.

Fri, 24 Nov 2006 04:11:56 GMT

Yes, you heard me right. It is the end. But please don't worry, there's gonna be a partner fic based on Juliet. This chapter is short, confusing, but it leads us nicely into the partner fic, which I'm currently writing.

Title: Benjamin Linus (part 9/9)
Characters: Ben, Juliet, Jack, dead!Frank
Word Count: 385
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Flashbacks. Confusing flashbacks that will lead us into a partner fic. A short, cruel (for Frank, at least) ending.
Warnings: Confusion. You'll get confused.
Pairing: Ben/Juliet, Jack/Juliet

PREVIOUSLY ON LOST...
Parts: 1|2|3|4|5|6|7|8

"Twenty...nineteen...eigh...seven......" Ben drifted off, unable to continue. Juliet sighed, and handed Jack the scalpel.

"Are you ok?" Jack asked Juliet, making sure not to sound to love-y, there were other others around. Juliet gave a slight nod, and Jack continued, making an incision. Juliet gave a slight gasp, she wasn't sure why, but it just seemed so awkward.

She knew this was the last time she'd be seeing Ben. Forever.

~~~

Ben sat at home, alone. He wished he could just die right now. He was going to die, if they didn't convince this Jack Shephard guy to operate on him. He wished Juliet were here.

He picked up a book from his coffee table. Carrie. The book club book. He threw the book across the room, successfully breaking a lamp. He just...he wanted this to be over.

~~~

Ben opened his eyes slowly, expected to see a blonde. He saw Danny standing over him, looking slightly pissed.

"Juliet left." He said quietly. Danny had never seen someone recover from surgery before, and it slightly scared him.

"What...do you mean?" Ben was still waking up, but the words 'Juliet left' scared him so much he sat upright. His Juliet. Had left.

Danny sighed. Ben wouldn't like this. "She's gone. She left with the doctor."

"LEFT?! WHERE?!" Ben almost screamed.

"Back, to the world." Danny said quietly.

~~~

BANG. Ben heard the gunshot, vibrating in his ears. He had heard this sound, so many times. "Bastard." He heard Juliet say. It wasn't her. He couldn't look at the blonde he loved, the murderer.

"He's dead, Juliet." He heard his voice, but he didn't believe it was him. The Ben he knew wasn't like this. The Ben he knew wouldn't have said anything.

Juliet's tears were freely flowing now. "He...he's him. All those years...the torture he put me through....she was dead, Ben!" She sobbed harder, looking down at her blood-soaked hands.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"He stalked me...wanted to kill me....he...." She sobbed even harder, now.

"I...I don't understand." Instead of waiting for an answer, he took Juliet into his arms. The gun dropped, and she buried her face into his chest. Ben knew, this wasn't him. This wasn't the Benjamin Linus he knew.

Sat, 18 Nov 2006 20:57:32 GMT

Psych-Out! forums have re-located. Why, you ask? Because there are 140 fucking spam accounts and deleting each and every one is sure to be hell. The forum is also using a different code, SMF. That's why it looks different.

Complete with cheesy category titles and everything...

Please tell me if you were a mod previously or you'd like to be a mod.

Benjamin Linus (Part 8/?)

Tue, 14 Nov 2006 00:02:05 GMT

It's like the one ep of House where we find out the whole episode is a hallucination!

Goddammit, this chapter was hard. First I had to look up the hatches (thank you Lospedia!) and then I had to come up with something that seemed remotely possible. Lotsa Desmond!vision. Please excuse the fact that my island explaination SUCKS. So don't ask how it's possible, it just is.

Please don't ask questions about why anything is the way it is, ALL will be explained.

Title: Benjamin Linus (part 8/?)
Characters: Ben, Juliet, Jack, Desmond, Kate, Charlie, Aaron
Word Count: 1,001
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Desmond visions, the Lostaways are organizing a Jack search party, and the island is explained
Warnings: Umm...crappy island explainations?
Pairing: Jack/Juliet, Ben/Juliet, hints of Jack/Kate

PREVIOUSLY ON LOST...
Parts: 1|2|3|4|5|6|7

Stop right there. That's exactly where I lost it.
See that line. Well I never should have crossed it.
Stop right there. Well I never should have said
That it's the very moment that
I wish that I could take back.

I'm sorry for the person I became.
I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I'm ready to be sure I never become that way again
'cause who I am hates who I've been.
Who I am hates who I've been.

"Who I Am Hates Who I've Been", Relient K

"Countdown from 20." Jack said calmly. He hated the beginning of surgeries.

"Twenty...nineteen...eighteen...seven....." The man on the operating table trailed off, totally out of it.

"Making the incision." He said hesitantly. He looked at the blonde, and she nodded, smiling.

They heard his heart rate increasing. "What happening?!" The blonde said loudly. A few others ran over.

"I...I don't know." Jack backed up. This had never happened before. He heard the heart rate machine stop beeping, only one loud sound now. He looked at it, the straight green line seeming all to familiar from the last time he had operated, on Colleen. "I don't know..."

"Desmond!" The blonde shouted. She had a British accent now, which was unusually low for a woman. "We need your help."

Desmond dragged himself out of the deep sleep. He looked up and saw Charlie staring down at him.

"Want to help us find Jack?" Charlie was holding Aaron, who seemed to be sleeping just as well as he had moments later. Desmond wished he could fall back to sleep. Desmond looked to his side, then back at Charlie. "Oh no...you had a 'psychic moment' or whatever you mediums call it."

Desmond laughed. "Just a dream, brother, just a dream." He looked out at the ocean. "I'll pass on saving Jack."

Charlie shrugged. "Whatever." He walked away, and Desmond could hear him mumble, "If he's a medium, I'm a high, right Aaron?" Yeah. High.

~~~

The blonde woman in his previous dream drummed her fingers on the small desk, appearing annoyed. Desmond immediately recognized the desk, it was in the boat he had been in. Jack came down from the deck and hugged her. The both smiled and kissed each other.

Isn't he in love with Kate?, Desmond wondered. Well, not in love, per se, but a crush?

"I'm glad he's dead." He heard her whisper into his ear. They both laughed and he kissed her again.

She laughed again, and put her hand on his chest. "I'm glad we're leaving." They both kissed, more romantic this time, and Desmond decided he didn't want to watch Jack shag some woman he didn't even know. Shag? he wondered to himself. God, I'm turning into Charlie. He opened his eyes to see Kate standing next to him.

"Hey, Desmond. What's up?" Kate smiled slightly.

"Nothing much." He shrugged, glad the vision was over.

"So I heard you were having visions about Jack." She looked at the ground, she was nervous about asking him.

"Umm, yeah." Desmond didn't really want to talk to Kate right now, he really wanted to find out what these visions were about. He was going to close his eyes and try to have a different one.

"So...what happened?" She blushed.

He tried to smile. He just couldn't tell the truth to Kate. "He killed what looked like an other, a blonde one." He lied. The vision was actually very far off from that.

"Oh...I saw her once." Kate smiled, happy. For now.

~~~

God, that blonde got around. Well, she looked a lot younger in this vision. The man who was on the operating table was kissing her. She whispered something Desmond couldn't hear in his ear, and they both laughed. She kissed him again, harder.

"Ben..." She said out loud. So his name was Ben.

"Juliet..." He whispered back. So the blonde's name was Juliet.

Why is it these dreams involve Juliet and sex? Desmond wondered to himself. He opened his eyes, hoping that maybe a vision would come to him that offers a clue as to where Jack is.

~~~

"I'm so glad you're doing the surgery." Juliet creepily smiled and entered Jack's room, dragging a small stand on wheels that had a TV on it. Her eyes avoided his. "So glad that I'm showing you another movie." She smiled again, more nervous this time. Ben had caught her the last time. This tape was much more dangerous, she went through hell to get it.

"Really?" Jack looked around, then at the security camera. He noticed that it had been destroyed in the time he was out with Juliet.

Juliet's eyes met his and followed then to the busted security camera. "Alex." She muttered. "Jack, I'm showing you this tape because I can't explain the island." She put in the tape and backed up, sitting next to Jack.

The screen flicked on and Dr. Marvin Wickman appeared on the screen. He looked older in this tape, but then again this wasn't a reel but a full colour tape.

"Welcome, and may I say thank you for joining the DHARMA Initiative." The man smiled and continued. "Your job here is to make sure that the island you will be inhabiting doesn't grow out of control."

Jack attempted to interrupt to ask a question, but Juliet lightly touched him on the arm to shut him up. "There will be three groups: Doctors in The Staff, Zoologists in The Hydra, and Psychologists at The Pearl. There will also be human testing subjects at The Swan and The Flame." The man pointed at various locations on a large map behind him. "At The Swan we will be testing for repetitive patterns and how humans respond, and at The Flame we will be testing how humans respond to cold temperatures." Jack smirked. How ironic.

"At The Hydra, we have an underground aquarium where you will be testing how sharks respond to warmer and colder temperatures of water in contrast to humans. Above ground we are testing polar bears to see their responses to tropical temperatures. At The Pearl, they will be processing how the subjects at The Swan respond to the temp-temp-temp-temperatures." Juliet paused the tape and looked at Jack.

"Watch this." She rewinded it, and they could both hear it loud and clear. "Don't listen to a word I'm saying." The man who appeared to be stuttering was speaking in reverse. She smirked slightly. "He isn't doing this because he wants too."

The flashbacks you don't sleep through.

Mon, 13 Nov 2006 01:03:03 GMT

*is veeeeery hesitant about crazy-monkey-Jack-sex* Yes, I went full out emotionally cheesy in this chapter, talk of euthanasia!suicide and everything.

AND NO, THIS IS NOT THE END OF BENJAMIN LINUS. I AM NOT KILLING HIM OFF. NOT. SO DON'T GET WORKED UP OVER NOTHING. I'm only trying to kill everyone in suspense.

Title: Benjamin Linus (part 7/?)
Characters: Ben, Juliet, Jack
Word Count: 1,152
Rating: PG-13 (I did use the f word)
Summary: Jack/Juliet!sex, and Ben find out he has a tumor. (a flashback, of course)
Warnings: None, actually.
Pairing: Jack/Juliet, no Ben/Juliet in this part. :-(

PREVIOUSLY ON LOST...
Parts: 1|2|3|4|5|6

When you're alone and life is making you lonely
You can always go - downtown
When you've got worries, all the noise and the hurry
Seems to help, I know - downtown
Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city
Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty
How can you lose?

The lights are much brighter there
You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares
So go downtown, things'll be great when you're
Downtown - no finer place, for sure
Downtown - everything's waiting for you

"Downtown", Petula Clark

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

"How to Save a Life", The Fray

"So that's everyone." Jack peered out to the small part of the shore. He could see very small figures moving around, there was no chance they'd see Juliet or Jack.

"That's the rest of the plane survivors, Jack." She looked at them. "Tell me about them."

"Don't you already know everything?" Jack looked at Juliet.

"We know about their lives. I haven't met any of them, talked to them. I don't know about their personalities, their hopes, their dreams. Anything like that." She looked at them longingly.

"Why don't you tell me about yourself?" Jack smiled at her. She knew everything about him, yet he knew so little about her.

"Well, I'll start from when I crashed on this island. My life isn't so interesting until then...I crashed on the island so long ago....I was employed by the DHARMA Initiative. There were two people on the plane: Jerry and I. Jerry didn't survive the crash. When I woke up, I was with the people you call 'the others'"

"...That's it?"

"Well, I was married once...we broke up, though." Juliet looked at him, and tried to smile. She wanted it to seem more casual.

"Yeah...I know about that."

"Jack. If you do the surgery, we are going to get you off the island." She looked straight at him.

"Why don't you leave, Juliet?"

~~~

"I'm leaving." Juliet said matter-of-factly.

"Merry Christmas to you too." Ben sat down on the couch next to her and took a drink of milk.

"I want you to come with me." She had fighting tears. So much had happened while she was here. It had been, at least, 5 years. How would she explain where she had gone?

"I can't." Ben said plainly. He avoided her eyes.

"Oh." She stared ahead, not looking at anything in particular.

~~~

"That's why I brought it up, Jack. I want to come with you." She was trying to find out what he was thinking by looking at him.

"What about Ben?"

"What about him?" Juliet said a little too quickly.

"Don't play dumb, I know that you two are..." Jack nodded so she knew what he was talking about. He wasn't so sure, but he hoped he was right.

She felt tears coming. "I asked him already." She looked at the ground. "It was 5 years ago."

"And he said no."

"Jack, there's a lot you don't know about him. He grew up on this island...his parents were employed by DHARMA. His mother killed his father when he tried to leave." Juliet exhaled slowly. "He killed his mother." She looked up at Jack again. "You're the first person I've ever told."

~~~

"You can't leave." Ben said awkwardly. Christmas was never so awkward. He thought about what he had just said. It sounded so familiar, that night so many years ago, when Rachel killed his father.

"You don't want me to leave, Ben."

"True, I'm not going to give you a boat."

She sighed. "Why don't you want me to leave?"

"Because I love you." He again avoided her eyes.

"No, Ben. You want to love me. But you're so damn stubborn you can't love!" Juliet walked over to the door and opened it. "You can leave now. Merry fucking Christmas."

~~~

"If you're absolutely sure...you can come with me." Jack said.

"Thank you!" She said happily and threw her arms around him. She found herself kissing him, this time more romantic. She pulled away for a quick moment then kissed him again, harder. He began to take her shirt off and she pulled away rather quickly. "You're sure, right? I mean, I don't want to seem like a slut..."

He laughed a little bit. "It's fine." She smirked and kissed him again.

~~~

"You have a tumor." Juliet frowned and put the x-rays in the light-holder-thingy. She was never sure what it was called. "You have about four months, at most. You'll stop walking in about three."

"Is there anything you can do?" Ben sat in the chair, not able to believe this.

"I'm not a spinal surgeon, Benjamin." She stared at the x-rays. "And unless one falls from the sky, you're up shit creek without a paddle."

"I'm screwed, then?" He sighed. "Do we have euthanasia?"

"You're screwed." She was surprised at his suggestion of euthanasia. He was such a narcissist usually, he'd want to take his own life? "We have euthanasia, but I'm going to wait." She looked at the floor. "The next couple months are going to be like nothing's happened...why don't you wait?"

"Why do you care?"

"Because...I think you should live life to its fullest."

~~~

"What were you thinking?!" Ben shouted. "How could you just let Jack out without telling me?!"

Juliet sat on the couch at her house, rather sick of being yelled at like a child. She, after all, was in charge of getting Jack to do the surgery. If she changed her mind, it was Ben's life. Well, Ben's life now seemed to be coming to a close, if the tumor wasn't removed soon. She noted Ben was using a walking stick to get around.

"AND, you let him kiss you! You realize you're getting attached?" Juliet attempted to interrupt, but Ben continued. "You're in over your head, Juliet."

Juliet sighed. She had honestly done a lot more than kissing, but she wouldn't tell him that. She had learned this island inside out, and she knew that there were no security cameras near there.

It was her turn to defend herself. "I took him out so he would TRUST me! And you might know a little bit about trust if you tried it!"

"Talking to me about trust? You're the one who took him where know one could see you two!"

~~~

Ben sat on his couch, reading the encyclopedia. He put it down, wondering why he had picked it up in the first place. Did "T" seem like a good letter to read? Or was he secretly hoping to come along the article on "Tumors", or he was extremely bored today.

"BEN! Lemme in!" He heard a familiar voice at the door and smiled slightly. Juliet.

"What?" He said, opening the door.

"Here's your miracle." She handed him a full report on a Dr. Jack Shephard.

~~~

"Count down from 20." Jack said calmly. He hated the beginning of surgeries.

"Twenty...nineteen...eighteen...seven....." Ben trailed off, totally out of it.

"Making the incision." He said hesitantly. He looked at Juliet, and she nodded, smiling.

They heard his heart rate increasing. "What happening?!" Juliet said loudly. A few others ran over.

"I...I don't know." Jack backed up. This had never happened before. He heard the heart rate machine stop beeping, only one loud sound now. He looked at it, the straight green line seeming all too familiar from the last time he had operated, on Colleen. "I don't know..."

pimp, pay no attention:
*waves arms* lost_the_rpg still needs others! Actually, we need a lot of ~~useless~~ characters!

Benjamin Linus (Part 6/?)

Fri, 10 Nov 2006 20:57:29 GMT

*puts on shin guards* Ben/Juliet shippers might kick me for this one.

Yes, I think Juliet deserves her own triangle just as much as Kate does. May I add, she's the island whore now. There's Jack, flashback!Frank, and Ben. My oh my. And yes, I did a culture study in high school. The ancient Egyptians had the morals of...Shannon and Boone. And see what happened? They're dead. Dead like Lincoln.

And don't get too attached to Frank. I'm going to kill him off. He annoys me.

Title: Benjamin Linus (part 6/?)
Characters: Ben, Juliet, Jack
Word Count: 1,530 (I really outdid myself)
Rating: PG-13 (I did use the f word)
Summary: Ben's tumor takes it's toll, Juliet *was* married, and she gets her very own triangle. Oh yes, there really isn't two islands. (Ben's a liar.)
Warnings: Jack/Juliet kissing, and...Ben/Juliet kissing.
Pairing: Ben/Juliet, Jack/Juliet

PREVIOUSLY ON LOST...
Parts: 1|2|3|4|5

He opened his eyes with a start. Something was wrong. Something was terribly, terribly wrong. Yet he couldn't place it. He lie there, wondering what it was. He thought about getting up, to get his blood flowing.

Ben hated these nights. The nights were you lie awake, wondering what is wrong. But something, anything, wasn't right. Juliet had re-captured Jack a few days ago, and she said she had almost convinced him to do the surgery. So he should be happy. But he couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong.

He tried to get out of bed to walk around the house, but fell to the floor with a 'thump'. The numbness was overwhelming. He felt his leg and realized he needed the surgery sooner than anticipated. His left leg had lost feeling.

~~~

"We need to stop." Juliet said plainly, laying in bed. "We're broken up."

"It doesn't have to be that way." Ben put his arm around her and kissed her forehead. Juliet laughed for a moment, then frowned.

"You know I can't." Juliet laid her head on the pillow, looking up at the ceiling.

Ben smirked for a moment. "You amaze me." She turned around and looked at Ben for a moment. He laughed silently and leaned in to kiss her. Juliet pulled back.

"Ben..." She sighed, knowing he wouldn't understand. She got off the bed to get dressed. "You know I'm married."

~~~

"Jack." Juliet walked into the operation room where Jack was being held. He was sitting in a corner, looking rather inanimate. She put a tray of food down on the floor. "Something special, for you."

Jack looked over at the food tray. She had made him cheesecake.

"It wasn't as hard as the hamburger, I must admit. I learned how to milk a cow, though." She smiled at him.

"Why do you act so nice to me?" Jack asked. He looked over at Juliet, raising an eyebrow.

Juliet blushed and looked at her feet. "Because I care about you Jack, I like you."

"You want me to do surgery on your boyfriend, that's why you care about me."

"He's not my boyfriend, Jack." Juliet even questioned that statement. It was an off and on thing, between her and Ben.

"Then why do you care so much about me doing the surgery?" Jack got up and walked towards Juliet.

"You aren't going to hurt me." Juliet said matter-of-factly when Jack came about an arm's length towards her. "Jack, I know you."

"I don't think you do." Jack walked further up to Juliet and grabbed her gun from her pocket before she could do anything. He aimed the gun at her. "So you know me."

"I know you aren't going to shoot me."

"And why is that?" Juliet didn't answer his question, just walked uncertainly towards him and kissed Jack. She put her hands on his neck, letting her tongue slide into his mouth.

She heard her gun drop from Jack's hands and she pulled away quickly, blushing. She swiftly picked the gun up off the floor. "That's why." And she left the room.

~~~

"How was your day today, honey?" Frank hugged Juliet and smiled. She smiled, and looked into his eyes.

"It wasn't too exciting." She laughed. "I tried to make cookies, but burnt them."

"I guess I'm making dinner." Frank suggested. Juliet didn't hear what he had said, she was letting her mind wonder to other things. What would Ben say the next time they saw each other? (Something witty) Where would they see each other next? (Definitely not in bed) Why would they see each other nex-

"Jules!" Frank said loudly, snapping Juliet out of her thoughts.

"What?"

"I asked if you wanted for me to make dinner."

~~~

"So are you in love?" Ben said mockingly.

"What did you expect me to do?" Juliet sighed. "It wasn't hard getting over to my house, right?" She motioned towards Ben's leg.

"I expected you to grab the gun back." Ben sat on her couch, his right leg pressured because his left leg was now useless. "It wasn't so hard." He lied.

"I couldn't have grabbed the gun back, he's 3 times stronger than me!" She sighed and put her hand on her hip.

"Why don't you ever kiss me like that?" Ben asked. He smiled a little bit, he loved to catch her off-guard like that.

"Excuse me?!" She smirked and flopped on the couch next to Ben.

"You heard me." He put his arm around her, and she kissed him.

~~~

Frank knocked on Ben's door, infuriated. "Open up! I know you're in there!" He shouted at the door, hoping Ben would hear him. Ben opened the door.

"What do you need?" Ben answered the door calmly. He knew what Frank was here for. Juliet had told him. Well, someone had told him.

"I need you to stop fucking my wife!" Frank punched Ben as hard as he could, glad to relieve some anger. He punched Ben again. He stopped, wanting to hear what Ben had to say.

"She's divorcing you." Ben said matter-of-factly.

"How did you know?" Frank put his hand down, he was ready to punch Ben again.

"She wouldn't have told you otherwise."

~~~

"The surgery needs to be done, now." Juliet said, walking into the operation room where Jack was being held. "He's lost feeling in his lef-" Juliet was interrupted by Jack- kissing her. She felt him putting his hands on her hips, which was smart, because she felt as if she might faint and fall down. Kissing Jack was different from kissing Ben. When she kissed Ben, she felt safe, like nothing could hurt her. Jack was different, very different. She felt like she was taking a chance with Jack, like anything could happen. She liked both feelings.

Juliet pulled away slowly, trying to find out what Jack was up to. "Jack..." she whispered.

"I'm not trying to get your gun." Jack reassured her.

"There's a security camera." She didn't know what to think. She looked towards the door. "Let's take a walk, Jack."

"Where are we going?"

"Well, it's 5:34 right now. If we hurry up, I can show you what I want to." Juliet looked up at the clock on the wall, and nodded. She grabbed his hand, feeling a jolt once she did. There was something about him...she couldn't place it.

"There are two islands." Jack said, stunned. He sat on the ground, looking out into the ocean.

"You're wrong." Juliet sat beside him, smiling. "That's what Ben tells people."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Jack, that you escaped at the perfect time, at the perfect route. High tide starts at around 4 am and lasts till around 6:30 pm. When there's not a high tide, there's a land bridge, basically a part of the jungle that's underwater half the day." She smiled again, and looked at Jack.

"So why are you showing me this?" Jack looked at her, confused. She pointed out at the part of the shore where it turned into the other side of the island.

"Out there." Jack squinted to look at what Juliet was pointing at. There were huts, and he realized what it was.

"Is that...?"

"Yes, Jack."

~~~

In some cultures, the man's family chose a bride and they'd pay for her in cattle. In other cultures, it was only permitted to marry your cousin. The ancient Egyptian rulers believed they were so almighty that the only person good enough for them was their sister. Of course, there are arranged marriages in some cultures.

But here on the island, the marriage pattern is the one that's common to most Americans. They'd date for awhile, then get engaged, and then get married. On the island, marriage wasn't so stressful: there were no marriage papers, no marriage counselling, and usually no adultery. So there usually wasn't any divorces. Usually.

A divorce on the island consisted of someone moving out with various possessions, and moving on with life. There weren't any papers to sign, no fights over possessions (they were split right down the middle), and no custody battles if children were involved (the mother always got them).

In Juliet's case it was normal: Frank moved out with a couch, a toaster, a table, two chairs, a set of fine china, along with other things. There weren't children to fight over, so no worries about that. It wasn't a hassle, they went their separate ways. (of course, Frank still held a grudge against Ben)

"Merry Christmas." Juliet said to herself. She was alone on Christmas. No one to have cider with, no one to lean up against by the fire, and no one to exchange gifts with. She'd had her share of lonely nights, but never Christmas. She sipped at her egg nog.

She almost jumped when she heard someone knocking on her door. She ran to get it, almost too excited that someone was here.

"Ben." She said, answering the door.

"Can I come in?" He asked, slightly smiling.

They hadn't talked much after Juliet's divorce, a nod, a 'hello' when they saw each other, but no conversations. "Umm, sure."

Benjamin Linus (Part 5/?)

Wed, 08 Nov 2006 01:05:27 GMT

This chapter may be my favorite so far. Mainly because I found out my mom was shipping Juliet/Jack, and this whole chapter just bugs her. :-)

Title: Benjamin Linus (part 5/?)
Characters: Ben, Juliet, Jack
Word Count: 998
Rating: PG-13 (I did use the f word)
Summary: Some Ben/Juliet flashbacks (nothing smutty) and Jack is re-captured.
Warnings: None, actually.
Pairing: Ben/Juliet

PREVIOUSLY ON LOST...
Parts: 1|2|3|4

"Lust?" Ben repeated. He wasn't sure where Juliet was going with this, but if there was a guess in his mind, he knew that it was sex.

"Is there an echo?" Juliet smirked and shifted in her seat. Ben could see she had a familiar sparkle in her eyes, one he knew could only lead to trouble. He couldn't have her controlling this situation. Not now. Not ever.

"I think lust is the only sin we haven't committed tonight." Ben looked at the floor. Juliet shook her head.

"Or maybe it's the only one we have committed." Juliet smiled inwardly. She loved to push Ben's buttons, testing his limits. She loved to cross the line. And with him, someone else being in control annoyed him the most.

Ben laughed sarcastically. "So it's lust I'm feeling towards you?" Juliet got up to kiss him, but he was two steps ahead of her. He kissed her before she could say a single word or do anything but get up. He felt that as long he was controlling, something as inevitable as sex was certainly enjoyable. Then again, he thought, he always enjoyed sex with Juliet.

When they finished the kiss, Juliet smiled. "Yeah, lust."

~~~

Juliet got up in the morning, looking beside her to realize there was no Ben. He had left her house without as much of a goodbye. Well, there was a note, but in no way did it read "Thanks for fucking my brains out last night." She sighed, she had dumped him last night. She sat in her bed, re-reading the note over and over. "You did dump me," it read.

She laid there for awhile, motionless. She realized why he had done this. By having sex with her, he had had the last word. He had taken control. She had decided maybe she shouldn't dump him, and he did it to avoid not having control.

She rolled onto her side and let a tear fall. It was over. Their relationship, it was over. The realization hurt, but she had told him it was over. And maybe this was for the best. She had seen him murder Rachel. She got up quietly to get dressed.

Juliet heard an urgent knocking at her door and put on her robe quickly. She tied the string, and ran to the door and opened it. "Ben."

~~~

Jack woke up bright and early that day, before anyone else. He got up and sat along the jungle line, mainly so he could lean against a tree.

Juliet stood, plastic gloves on and a wet dish sponge in her hand. She had promised to help Ben (she now felt obliged to) and this was her means of doing it. She snuck up behind Jack, not making a sound. She quickly and effectively held the sponge to his mouth, smiling once Jack had blacked out.

Jack hadn't seen it coming. He sat and stared at the ocean, and before he knew it a woman was holding a dish sponge to his mouth. He was out within a matter of minutes.

Juliet dragged him through the jungle, sighing and catching a breath every now and then. She saw a palm tree and looked up at it. A brown oval-shaped security camera looked down on her. She faced it and gave it a thumbs-up.

Jack woke slowly, realizing what had happened when he licked his lips. "Chloroform?" He said aloud, and laughed. The slightly sweet taste on his lips had given it away. He looked around, and had to laugh again. "I'm NOT doing his surgery!" Jack shouted. He was back in that medical hatch.

"Nobody asked you to, Jack." Juliet walked in. Jack noted she had a gun sticking out of her pocket. She pulled it out and aimed it at Jack. "We're making you." Jack responded by laughing again.

"You want me to think that you're going to shoot me if I don't?" He shook his head. "What happened, Juliet? I thought you wanted Ben to die."

"How did you know it was chloroform?" Juliet avoided Jack's questions, only answering one. "And if you don't agree with us and do the surgery, there's no reason to keep you around."

"I've...been chloroform-ed before." Jack shook his head again, and sat on the floor. "So what made you change your mind, Juliet?" Jack laughed and leaned his head against the wall. "I thought we could make it look like an accident."

"That's why I took you here Jack." Juliet nodded. "You see, this room has security cameras, but the sound doesn't work." She smiled. "I can tell you anything I want and Ben will never know."

Jack laughed again and looked straight at Juliet. "I'm supposed to believe that?"

"Yes, Jack, you are. Because we are going to make it look like an accident." Juliet brushed a piece of blonde hair behind her ear and left the room.

~~~

"What do you want?" Juliet crossed her arms in front of her body, clenching her teeth. She tried to cross her arms because her robe didn't cover enough and she was (sort of) in public.

"Sex doesn't usually make people mad."

Juliet closed her eyes testily and opened them again, raising an eyebrow. "I'm not mad."

"Then unclench." Ben motioned towards her crossed arms. "No need to hide anything, it's not like I didn't see you last night."

"About last night." Juliet had never punched anyone before. She punched him as hard as she could, aiming for the left side of his face. She must have hurt him, because his lip started to bleed.

"What was that for?" He felt his lip, which was swelling. "And after all, Julie, you did make the first move."

Juliet opened her mouth to speak and closed it. He had called her 'Julie'. Never before had he ever given her a nickname. "It's just...you left." she said, still wondering why he had called her Julie.

"You broke up with me."

Benjamin Linus (Part 4/?)

Tue, 07 Nov 2006 03:23:08 GMT

Yay a new chapter. I absolutely love Ben and Juliet's fight, I just love it. :-) And it took some hard work for the nickname fight at the end. Appreciate my extensive knowledge of outlaws and aquatic animals.

Title: Benjamin Linus (part 4/?)
Characters: Kate, Sawyer, Jack, but mostly Ben and Juliet
Word Count: 958
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Ben and Juliet get into a fight (and we learn that Ben has an inferiority complex...awesome, no?), some more Ben!flashbacks, Desmond is telling the future, and Sawyer is a wee bit angsty.
Warnings: OMG I think I have no warnings. I actually tried to lay off the creepy this time around, though.
Pairing: Ben/Juliet

PREVIOUSLY ON LOST...
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3

Ben hated this. He wanted to be in control. He needed to control. It made him feel better than anyone else. He needed that. Thinking for a moment, he realized he might just have a genuine inferiority complex. "On what condition?" He managed. It was hard, it made him feel like Juliet had more power. He couldn't just give her that power. He wouldn't.

"I want you to tell me what drove you to kill your mother."

Ben tried not to act surprised. She knew. She knew he had killed Rachel. But how? He had never told her about Rachel killing his father, or him killing Rachel. Was she guessing? She knew he hated Rachel, but she didn't know how much. "Wrath."

"Wrath?" Juliet repeated his answer. She hadn't expected him to answer with one of the seven deadly sins. She hadn't expected an answer. Period.

"I grew up at the Swan. My father George wanted to leave, and Rachel shot him, so he could never leave." Ben shook his head. "Greed."

Juliet didn't know what to make of it. She shook her head instead. "Not greed. Pride." She looked down at her feet. "She was a narcissistic bitch, I didn't like her at all, and she hated me, but you shouldn't have killed her."

Ben laughed. "Are you teaching me morals?" He laughed again. "Get a set of them, Juliet, I heard they're tons of fun!" He said sarcastically. "Gluttony."

Juliet bit her bottom lip. She was about ready to give him a few words, but instead said one word. "Envy."

"I'm jealous?! Of what?!"

"The fact that I have the power. For once, I hold all the cards. Your life depends on it." She sat on his couch and smirked. "You and your lovely new inferiority complex can't handle it."

"Sloth."

Juliet thought for a moment. "Lust?"

~~~

Ben stood for a moment, his mother's warm blood still on his hands. He cursed and walked into her bathroom to wash it off. He had read that other cultures had forensics that could tell who killed somebody. It wasn't like that here. Most made a confession, or lied and moved on with their lives. If you confessed, they'd hold a trial of sorts, but eventually you'll be shot. That's why lying is the best way to go.

Juliet couldn't bear to look in the window anymore. She hurried home, crying the whole way there. The man she had been dating was a killer. A cold-blooded killer. He killed his mom! Well, she probably deserved it, but it was a human life. And tonight Ben would come home (they had just moved in together) and she'd have to lay next to him and smile and ask how his day was.

~~~

"How are ya, brother?" Desmond patted Jack on the back.

"Fine...so I heard you're reading the future now." Jack said the words 'reading the future' sarcastically.

"Just premonitions. Like you, you're going to do the surgery." Desmond nodded, and walked off, leaving a slightly stunned Jack behind. How did Desmond know about Ben's tumor? That isn't possible. Is it?

"What was that about?" Kate walked up to Jack, smiling. "You seem so shocked."

"Just premonitions." Jack shook any thoughts of Desmond off. He wasn't doing the surgery. "So what happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, with the others." Jack looked directly at Kate.

"Nothing much." Kate lied. She wasn't sure why she lied, but she felt that it was the best choice.

~~~

"I don't think we should see each other anymore." Juliet held Ben's hands, trying to sound sympathetic. She wasn't, of course, but Ben couldn't know she had saw him murder her.

"Why not?" Ben squeezed Juliet's hands, not enough to be threatening but enough to let her know he wanted an answer.

"Your mother just died...I think you need some time alone to mourn." Juliet lied. If Rachel had died some other way, she wouldn't have cared. She'd try to give him space but wouldn't break up with him.

"OK." Juliet was surprised at Ben's lack of emotion, but it was actually pretty normal when she thought about it. She couldn't think of what to say or do. It wasn't like Ben to just get over things. She thought for a moment, and did the first thing that popped into her head.

She closed the gap between them and kissed him. It wasn't a sweet 'Thanks for being my boyfriend' kiss, it was a 'I'm not really over you yet' kiss. He seemed to agree, because he didn't pull away, but instead followed her into the bedroom.

~~~

"What's up, Lone Ranger?" Hurley looked up at Sawyer and smiled.

"Mind if I sit down, Twinkies?" Sawyer sat down next to Hurley without receiving an answer.

"Go right ahead, Jesse James." Hurley smiled. It was, like, a nickname fight or something. He was so gonna win.

"Thank you very much, Goodyear."

"You're very welcome, Desperado." Damn, Sawyer watches too much TV, Hurley decided.

"Flipper."

"Wyatt Earp."

"Free Willy."

"Baby Face Nelson."

"Shamu."

"Say something other than aquatic animals!" Hurley laughed.

"Say something other than southern outlaws!" Sawyer smiled, he was actually running out of nicknames.

"So...what happened with you and Cattle Kate?" Hurley shrugged and pulled out a banana to eat.

"Nothing 'happened', King Kong." Sawyer said, annoyed, and walked away. He didn't want to talk about the others, it made him pissed off, and if he talked about Kate, Hurley would most likely tell him that he had heard that Sawyer and Kate were kept in cages paralell to each other, and it would start a whole new topic he didn't want to go to. Sawyer sighed. If you give a moose a muffin.

Benjamin Linus (Part 3/?)

Mon, 06 Nov 2006 03:29:37 GMT

I really need to start including some other others so I can start at fanfic100 :-/ Whatever. This part of the fic was so fun to right because I love that Benry's memorized the Hippocratic Oath and is using it against Juliet. It's angsty OTP love, my friends!

Title: Benjamin Linus
Characters: Kate, Sawyer, Jack, but mostly Ben and Juliet
Word Count: 893
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The losties reunite *tear* and Ben asks Juliet for help.
Warnings: Spoilers for for the previous episode, and my overactive imagination. (muahahaha) I also must point out that technically the Hippocratic Oath probably wouldn't apply to Ben and Juliet since hey aren't patient and doctor, ~~yet~~ per se. (Whatever!)
Pairing: Hints of Ben/Juliet

I've always wanted to say this...PREVIOUSLY ON LOST...
Part 1
Part 2

"Was Jerry close to you?" Ben asked sympathetically. Juliet shook her head 'no', and let a few tears fall.

"We had only just met each other." She wiped th tears off her face, only to start crying again. "That could have been me..."

"But it isn't."

"Where am I?!"

"Right where DHARMA sent you."

~~~

"Jack?" Charlie ran towards the edge of the jungle, and Claire followed with Aaron in her arms.

"You got away!" Claire smiled. "But where's Sawyer and Kate?" she frowned.

Claire's question was answered when Kate and Sawyer emerged from the jungle. They both wore the same cocky expression on their faces.

"Dude, I'm glad you guys are back." Hurley walked up and patted Jack on the back. "Not a whole ton has happened..." Hurley said sarcastically. He shook his head.

"Locke saw Boone and 'talked to the island'." Charlie put air quotations around the words 'talked to the island'. "Desmond saved Aaron, Sun shot an other, and Mr. Eko died. A typical day on the damned island." Charlie nodded.

"Eko's dead?" Kate asked. "And did you say Locke saw Boone?"

~~~

"There are security cameras all over the island." Ben pointed at a palm tree, and Juliet realized there was a ring of small brown ovals that she would have mistaken for coconuts. "Everywhere but houses."

"You have read the book 1984, right?" Juliet joked. They both walked deeper into the jungle. Ben had promised he'd take her out and show her the island once her head finished healing.

"We're not quite that futuristic." They both laughed. "This is the Swan."

"Where Jerry and I should be." Juliet shook her head and looked at the metal hatch.

"Are you sure you don't want to go down?"

"I couldn't." Juliet frowned and tears began to form.

Ben had never told her about his father, his mother, or the fact that this hatch was where he had spent half of his life. He just couldn't.

~~~

"Before you go." Juliet turned around, slightly annoyed. She really wanted to go home and sleep.

"What?" Juliet tapped her foot quietly.

"Why, exactly, do you not like me?" Ben held the bag that held Ben Jr. tightly, anticipating an answer.

"What do you mean?"

"The trick you pulled with the cards. About a week ago. Extremely clever, I must admit." Juliet tried to interupt, but Ben went on. "You do realize, of course, that without me, we may cease to exist?"

"Bu-"

"Let me finish." Ben's voice was getting louder, angrier. "I may seem like an asshole with a tumor who has no feelings. That's half true. Did you know I've lost sensation in my right hand? So you could say I'm losing my feelings." Ben nodded. "I'm sure you've heard the hippocratic oath. I do recall you being a doctor. 'To practice and prescribe to the best of my ability for the good of my patients, and to try to avoid harming them', right? But then again, there is 'To avoid sexual relationships or other inappropriate entanglements with patients and families', I'm sure you've heard that."

"Ben."

"We didn't do so great on that one, huh?" Ben smirked. "Jack listens to you. He trusts you. I'm asking for you to help me. Juliet, do what you choose."

~~~

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Rachel looked at Ben with her intense blue eyes, and he stared right back. She laughed, the same cruel, cold, hollow laugh she had laughed the night she killed George. "There aren't going to believe you." She shook her head.

"This isn't the first time they've wondered, Rachel." Ben smiled. This was revenge. For years of not having a father. Years of having this bitch tell him what to do, and act like everything was peachy keen. Years of tolerating all this.

"And what are you going to do? Ben? Once I'm dead? Run off to your blonde whore? Juliet's her name, right? Yeah, the DHARMA slut." Rachel smiled. She knew she was getting to him. She knew she had crossed a line.

"Don't talk about her like that." Ben warned. He held his gun tightly.

Juliet peeked in the window. She thanked god no one was facing her direction, but she wanted to see what was happening. Ben had talked to some people, then walked over here. She could hear Rachel calling her all sorts of names. Juliet shuddered. She never liked Rachel.

"You have feelings for her. How sweet." Rachel said sourly.

"No, I don't." Ben shook his head, and held his gun tighter.

"Then tell me, why haven't you killed her?" Rachel smiled cruelly. She knew that she had gotten into his head. "Ralph instructed you to kill the survivors." She laughed. "Kill me."

"What?"

"I said to kill me." Rachel smirked at his hesitance. "You don't have the guts, do you?" She inched nearer to him. "I always knew you weren't strong enough." She shook her head, and walked even nearer. "I. Said. To. Ki-" She didn't finish her sentence. She would never finish the sentence.

Benjamin Linus had shot his mother.

~~~

Juliet felt tears coming into her eyes. She was caught, and worse, she was having to face the fact that even as a fertility doctor, she had agreed the the Hippocratic Oath.

"Please." Ben looked straight into her eyes. He never begged for things.

"...On one condition."

Honky Tonk - PG

Thu, 02 Nov 2006 05:37:07 GMT

Title: Honky Tonk
Characters: Kate, Sawyer
Word Count: 269
Rating: PG
Summary: Just a Skate ficlet...there isn't much to it.
Warnings: Umm, nothing really! Lotsa dialogue. Probably cheesy. (I really just needed a break from others!fics) I use the words 'smiled', 'laughed', and 'smirked' too much.
Pairing: Kate/Sawyer

"Hey there Freckles." Sawyer walked up to Kate and sat down beside her. The midnight sky loomed above them, seeming to remind them that everyone was asleep.

"I can't sleep."

"I ain't Dr. House over there, no need to explain what you're doin' up late." Kate laughed, she wasn't quite sure why she gave him an excuse in the first place.

"So what are you doing up?" Kate smirked. "It's probably about 1 am."

"Couldn't get over the fact that you're all alone."

"Really?" Sawyer smiled.

"Really." He winked at Kate cockily. Kate smirked and rested her head on Sawyer's shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her, and she scooted closer.

"Sawyer..." Kate trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"Kate." Kate pulled away quickly, a bit surprised.

"I think that's the first time you've ever called me Kate!" She laughed, and laid her head on his shoulder again.

"It was, wasn't it?" They both laughed.

"Probably."

"What is it about you?" Sawyer stared at Kate, more wondering out loud than anything.

"About me what?"

"You just seem so..." Sawyer shook his head, not being able to find a word.

"It's honky tonk."

"Honky tonk?" Sawyer smirked.

"Honky tonk." Kate said matter-of-factly.

"So that's what it is."

"Definitely."

"Spunk." Sawyer nodded, then shook his head. "I like honky tonk better."

"It's honky tonk."

"Freckles..." When Kate looked up at him, he couldn't help himself. He kissed her, not at all apprehensive. She kissed him back.

They both slowly pulled away from each other (not so happy about ending the kiss). Kate smirked and looked at the ground.

"Honky tonk."

Benjamin Linus (Part 2/?)

Wed, 01 Nov 2006 05:32:19 GMT

Title: Benajmin Linus (Part 2/?)
Characters: The Others, Kate, Sawyer, Jack
Word Count: a grand total of 969 words
Rating: PG-13 (I cursed, and used the f-word.)
Summary: Ben meets Juliet and is devising a plan.
Warnings: Cursing...and I think that's it. Again with my overactive imagination. There isn't much but flashbacks.
Pairing: I have a feeling that later I'll be going in the Ben/Juliet direction.

Don't read if you haven't seen the last episode.

Part 1

"You'll make tons of friends, I'm sure there are boys your age." Rachel smiled her usual fake smile at Ben, like what she did three hours ago didn't matter.

"Et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis." Ben mumbled to himself. And on earth peace to men of good will. He had found a hymn book with english translations in the hatch a year or so ago.

"What was that?" Rachel asked sweetly.

"Nothing."

"You can stay here for now." The other looked into the house. It was furnished, but it looked a little dusty. The walls were painted a bright yellow, with an easter green color. The couches were off-white, and there were pictures of flowers and ponds, and a print of Monet.

"Well Ben, do you like it?" Rachel gave Ben a say-that-you-like-it-or-I'll-kill-you-too look, and Ben nodded. He honestly hated it, because his mother liked it.

~~~

"Hurry, we need to get out of here. Somethin' tells me Robin Hood and his merry men ain't stupid." Sawyer paced the room, waiting for Kate to help Jack with the handcuff. "Let me get it." Sawyer took a gun that an other left behind at the cages, walked up to Jack and shot the handcuff. Kate jumped back, and Jack looked at Sawyer, a little surprised.

"That works too." Kate said, brushing some of her hair behind her ear. She put down the needle she was trying to use to pick the lock. Jack was still a little stunned, but got up.

"Are you guys ok?" Jack looked at everyone, concerned.

"Just peachy. I'm sure you docs know about placebos?" Sawyer glared at Jack, who was a little confused. Sawyer had told Kate about the fake pacemaker shot. Sawyer let his heart rate go to about 150 to see if the others were really telling the truth. Then he had used a rock to take the damned watch off.

"The others lied about giving Sawyer a pacemaker..." Kate explained. She didn't want to tell Jack about the one guy beating Sawyer up or how the others made them break up rocks or anything.
~~~

"Thank you so much, Kerry." Rachel kissed Kerry on the cheek, wincing a bit when his five o'clock shadow scraped her chin. They kissed again, and his hand made its way to her butt.

Ben looked away in disgust. He was glad in just a week he'd be free from his mother forever, able to finally leave this island. He was going to turn 25 next week, and everyone told him to wait till then. He couldn't wait till the night was over and he could leave his mom's house and go to his own and sleep. His thoughts were disrupted when he felt the earth vibrate. A few things fell from shelves, and then it stopped. He ran outside to see what it was.

"Ben!" Ralph shouted. Ben ran over, happy to be away from his mom.

"I can get to the shore line within half an hour." Ben said, not waiting for Ralph to give commands. Ralph nodded, and Ben ran towards the jungle.

~~~

"So what do you plan on doing about Kate and Sawyer?" Juliet asked.

"You mean what don't I plan on doing." Ben stared at Juliet, trying to read her. If eyes were the windows to the soul, Juliet's were closed and the blinds were down. Juliet raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"Exactly." Juliet closed her eyes testily, as Ben walked into his study and emerged a few minutes later with the messenger bag he used to carry that bunny in.

"What are you doing with Ben Jr.?" Juliet motioned towards the bag. Ben pulled the white rabbit, Ben Jr., out and stroked it's fur.

"Ben Jr. and I are leaving." He put the bunny back into the bag. "Make sure the door to the medical hatch is UNLOCKED." Ben stressed that it be unlocked. It usually locks anybody in who shuts the door, and they have to use a key to get out. No, he wanted Kate, Sawyer, and Jack out.

~~~

"My name's Juliet Reynolds." The young blonde shook her head, unable to believe the plane had crashed. Her head hurt. It was bleeding, she knew that. "I'm a doctor, get away." She pushed Ben back and felt her head. A bump was forming.

"You're bleeding." Ben tried to wipe some blood off her forehead, but she pulled back.

"Goddammit, I said I was a doctor!" She yelled at him. She started crying, and passed out.

"W-where am I?" Juliet opened her eyes slowly, realizing she was in a bed. Her head was throbbing. So the plane crash wasn't a dream. Can't DHARMA make their fucking planes right? She was supposed to be a replacement, and now she's on some remote island in the middle of nowhere. God, she had a life! She was happy being a fertility doctor, and when she found out about DHARMA, and being apart of a research project, she was a bit nervous at first. But the pay seemed very nice, and it was only a year, so she agreed. Now she wished she had just stayed in the States.

"You were in a plane crash. By the way, why on earth were there only two people on your plane?" Juliet realized this was the same guy who was trying to help her earlier.

"Where's Jerry? Is he ok?" She looked around. "Where is he?!"

"He didn't make it." Ben shook his head, and got a better look at Juliet. She looked a couple years younger than him. She had pretty medium-length blonde hair, and her tear-filled eyes were a bright blue. "You were the DHARMA replacements?" Everyone knew the replacements that had replaced Ben and his mother and father had died last night. They killed themselves.

She nodded.

le gasp I'm on a fan fiction roll.

Sun, 29 Oct 2006 12:42:06 GMT

I was inspired for this one. :-) I was wondering what made Ben like he is now. And I decided only a tragedy could drive the madness. *tear* It might be interesting to find out what wee!Ben was like, anyway. (He didn't get enough love in his childhood) And Ben didn't get his own episode for flashbacks. :-(

Please note that I tried to be acurrate in age. The date of the flashbacks are in 1974. Mainly because Rachel couldn't be reading the book Carrie in 1973 because it was written in 1974. (Carrie's a Stephen King novel, I'm sooooo clever.)

Title: Benajmin Linus (Part 1/?)
Characters: The Others, Kate, Sawyer, Jack
Word Count: a grand total of 980 words *dances*
Rating: PG-13 (I cursed, and used the f-word.)
Summary: We finally learn why Ben is the way he is.
Warnings: Murder and cursing. It leaves a lot unclear. I went where my overactive imagination took me.
Pairing: I have a feeling that later I'll be going in the Ben/Juliet direction.

"Hey, Mom!"

"That's nice Ben." Rachel Linus took a brief look at the little clay sculpture her 12-year-old had made, and then returned to reading Carrie. "I'm paying Karen to teach Ben to make art, not little globs." Rachel mumbled to her husband as he walked by.

~~~

Ben shuddered at the thought of his mother. Even though it was thirty years ago, he remembered that day like it was yesterday. Benjamin Linus hated his mother.

The silence of Ben's study was abruptly ended when he heard someone knocking loudly on his front door. "What could anyone possibly want now?" he said to himself. The clock on his wall read that it was midnight. When he answered the door, he was surprised to see Juliet. She was a mess, and was taking deep breathes as to not hyperventilate. She would never be an athlete.

"Kate...and Sawyer...escaped." Juliet said, panting. She brushed back a piece of blonde hair and stood up straight. "I couldn't find Danny, and I ran here as fast as I could." Juliet took another deep breath, seemed to have calmed herself, and looked at Ben.

"Do you have any idea where they went?" Ben held his forehead with his hand. This isn't good. Not at all.

"I'm guessing they're going to go back to the survivors." Juliet shrugged. She had no idea, she went to the bear cages and they were gone. Ben thought for a moment.

He knew where they were. "Don't look for them."

~~~

"You can't just leave, George!" Rachel shouted at her husband. "We made an agreement with DHARMA!"

George threw a shirt into his duffel bag. "Look, Rachel, this island is a joke. A fucked up joke." He threw another pair of pants into his duffel.

"Who the hell is gonna push the button?! Answer that, George! Ben isn't going to! He's only 12!" Rachel ran her fingers through her curly brown hair and cursed. "You can't do this to me."

George inched closer to Rachel. "Why don't you go too?! Ben can't grow up on this island. You know that!" He took her by the shoulders. "I'm leaving." The timer started to go off in the hatch, filling the air with the annoying sound. "I'd get that." He said cruelly and turned around to pack the rest of his stuff.

Rachel let a few tears fall. She couldn't do this. She pulled a gun out of the armoury and pointed it at George's back. "You can't leave me." She shook her head, and laughed, a crazy, cold, hollow laugh. "There's no way now." She nodded.

"Rachel, put the gun down. You aren't going to shoot me, and I am leaving this damned island." he said calmly.

"NO! You aren't leaving now. Never." She smiled...she was going to be victorious. Whichever way, George was staying. He just shook his head no, and Rachel cried harder. "I'm sorry..." And she shot. The blood rushed out, and his lifeless body fell to the floor. Rachel gaped. She couldn't believe what she had just did.

Benjamin Linus saw the whole thing. He hurried back into the computer room and sat, like nothing at all had happened. Like he hadn't saw his father murdered.

~~~

Kate looked around. Jack was taken this way, and he didn't return. He had to be this way. Kate looked around, but saw no others. About 50 feet away was the medical hatch where Claire was. She pieced it together. The other that was shot, going the same way Jack was going. Why would Jack agree to help an other? She shook her head, Jack would explain it later.

She hurried into the medical hatch, and looked into the windows of the rooms. Jack was in the fifth room. She opened the door and hurried inside.

"Kate?" Jack looked up, surprised. "What are you doing?"

"I'm saving our dumb asses." Kate motioned for him to be quiet. She looked out the tiny window, and saw what she wanted to see. "How could we have trusted Michael..." she mumbled to herself. Sawyer had followed her, agreeing to stay about 80 feet behind. She had left the door to the hatch open so he'd know where she was going. She soon saw him running down the hall.

"So you made it." Kate opened the door for Sawyer.

"Couldn't have done it without you, Freckles." Sawyer nodded at Kate and looked at Jack. "So are we gonna save the care bear and get out of here?" Kate smiled. Sawyer seemed to be back to normal.

~~~

"I don't know who it was. He came in with a gun and went crazy." Rachel wiped her eyes. "He shot my George." Ben remained quiet, sitting on the bunk bed. It was replaying in his head, over and over. He listened to his mother explain it to an other. She had ran an asked for their help. The others didn't like DHARMA folk much, but she needed help and they understood.

"It must have been one of the wanderers." said a nice woman named Janet. "Probably Harold, he's a brute. Not right in the head." Janet shook her head, and looked at Rachel. "DHARMA'll send replacements. Do you want to come with us?" Rachel nodded...she had to get away from this, the damned button, the beeping, everything. It was the third circle of hell down here.

"Thank you so much." She nodded and wiped at a tear. "Ben and I would love it on your side of the island."

~~~

"We're going to just let them go?" Juliet gave Ben a confused look. She knew that Ben was eccentric, but he had worked hard to capture them.

"For now." Juliet smiled at Ben's reply, she knew that the cogs in his head were turning. She knew that he wasn't giving up. He didn't give up. It wasn't in his vocabulary.

The Murder of Colleen Pickett

Sat, 28 Oct 2006 14:38:54 GMT

I was seeing if I could still write fanfiction...and I got this.
And I must say, I SUCK royally.
Anyways, before I post this anywhere I'd love for journal-readers to tell me what they think. :-) Don't lie to me. But don't tell me I suck and I shouldn't write another thing in my life, either. (Oh yeah, I'm changing the layout of my lj because I can't read my own posts anymore)

Title: The Murder of Colleen Pickett
Characters: The Others
Word Count: a grand total of 462 words (at least that's what Papel says)
Rating: PG (I used the word hell twice, I think)
Summary: The funeral of Colleen Pickett. You'd need some general knowledge on the names of the others.
Warnings: If you haven't seen the third season, don't read. You probably wouldn't even know who Colleen is. Talk of 'revenge' on the losties. Lots of sympathy for the others. Oh yeah, the Others seemed to develop some...what are they called...'feelings'.
Pairing: None, really.

"Cole was a wonderful woman, she was always happy, whenever she walked into a room it was brighter." Danny wiped his eyes and continued. "She was the most amazing woman I've ever met...I'll always miss her." A tear fell down his face, something that no one had ever seen happen before. He was always tough and put on a strong front. "She's in a better place now...it was her time to go." Danny stepped away from the microphone he was using so people could hear him.

Today was a normal day, it would have been any Wednesday on the island. Yet, today was different from most days. Today was the funeral of Colleen Pickett. Everyone was in a bad mood, for one reason or another. It looked like it would rain, too. The storm clouds combined with the death of Colleen had made them terribly gloomy.

"Colleen was such a pleasant person. She never fought with anyone, and she always lit up the room, like Danny said. She was a great friend, and she'll be missed." Juliet wiped her tears and stepped away. "No one had ever expected Colleen to die."

Nobody mentioned Sun. Nobody mentioned Jack or his attempt to save her. Nobody talked about the boat. Nobody talked about revenge.

The plane survivors would, of course, have hell to pay. The plane survivors were told by 'the others' that 'the others' weren't the enemies, but that's what they would become. They were warned, time and again. And now Ethan, Goodwin, and Colleen were dead.

"Colleen...was a hard worker. She never let anyone down. She was always cheerful...nobody saw this coming." Everyone on the island knew that Ben was insensitive, and tried not to show emotion. But here and now he looked sad...terribly sad. He wasn't crying, but his tone sounded so gloomy.

Nobody at the funeral talked much to each other, sometimes someone might break in with a "Remember when..." story about Colleen, to lighten the mood, but it couldn't cheer anyone up.

Everyone was forced to wonder if the plane survivors would try to kill someone else. They wondered who was next, it could be anyone. It could be Juliet, Ms. Klugh, Tom, hell, it could even be Alex. (everyone doubted that, though, because Alex seemed to rebellious to be an enemy of the survivors) They knew they had to be more careful around Jack and Sawyer and Kate, they knew that the remaining survivors on the beach weren't going to hesitate if they had a chance to kill one of them.

Today was a normal day, it would have been any Wednesday on the island. Yet, today was different from most days. Today 'the others' were mourning the murder of Colleen Pickett.

Jim/Karen

Fri, 27 Oct 2006 04:01:26 GMT

Aren't they adorable together?

jimkaren_stills

I've converted to Jim/Karen now.*nods to office fans*

(This entry is public because pimping is fuuuun.)