Lost fic: Our Lady of the Swan
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alliecat8Title: Our Lady of the Swan
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Sawyer/Juliet
Rating: PG
Word Count: 793
Spoilers: Through the Season 5 finale
Disclaimer: Only mine in my dreams
Dedicated to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eponine119, who asked me for it in ALL CAPS, so how could I refuse?
He’d felt her the strongest that one time, just after he’d been shot. Somewhere between a dreamworld and waking lucidity he’d found her standing over his bedside, smiling, whispering to him, “I’ve got your back, James. Everything will be okay.”
Jack told him more or less the same thing, and so did Kate, but somehow their words didn’t mean the same as hers did. She was a woman, like Kate. She was a doctor, like Jack. But the difference was, she loved him. She loved him and he knew it, and that’s how he knew her words were true.
He only stayed conscious long enough to catch her in glimpses, and in those she looked exactly the same. The same as what he didn’t know – most of his thoughts these days were semi-alert at best – but he thought she was beautiful. Blonde, like his mother. He’d always thought that angels must be blonde, even though his mother sure hadn’t behaved like an angel in life and he was certainly no angel, but this woman had a calming way about her, a gentle stroke of palm against his cheek, a soft reassuring voice, a light in her eyes that it was impossible not to trust. Her name, she told him when they were alone, was Juliet.
He didn’t know where she came from. She hadn’t been on their plane, he was sure of that much. He would’ve noticed a woman like her. Maybe she was part of this place they’d brought him to, this underworld where lights worked and music played…but somehow he didn’t think so. No one else seemed to know she was there. She slipped in deep in the night when everyone else was asleep, and he could see her shadow hovering just out of sight when Jack changed his bandages and it hurt so bad he thought the top of his head would fly right off. Just knowing she was there helped.
There was that time when Kate had acted so strangely, calling him Wayne, speaking to him like she hated him, and his living angel was nowhere to be seen. So, thinking he’d been sent to hell, he asked Kate, “Why did you kill me?” Kate totally lost it, she’d left him lying on the cold floor for the longest time but during that time Juliet had come to him and she’d promised him, again, that she has his back. “You’re not dead, James,” she’d told him softly. “Your life hasn’t even begun yet. Our life hasn’t begun.”
Not long after Jack had gotten him safely back into bed he’d had a dream. He’d dreamt of danger everywhere and bombs that didn’t go off when they were supposed to and the worst misery he’d ever felt, but just before he woke she was there, stroking his uninjured arm, whispering that he should never have that dream again. “We got it wrong,” she said, and he was too sick to wonder what her words meant. “It didn’t go off when it was supposed to, and when it did, it sent us back to the wrong place. It sent us back to here. You don’t remember, James, but I do, and I know that it won’t be long now. Soon we’ll meet again, and after that we’ll be together. You just have to hold on, and trust me.”
Then she faded away into a bright white light, and the next thing he knew, Jack was there. Sawyer could still see her shimmering behind his eyelids, though, so he murmured, “I love her.”
Though James never remembered Juliet’s early promises, he shivered the first time she said she had his back. Somehow he knew it was true. And as her other promises came to pass they said “I love you” many times. But when things came back around (as they always do), and it was Juliet’s turn to lie in the hatch, dying there as James had once been, she realized her mistake the first time around. She couldn’t wipe him out of her life. Alone was never better than together, not when love was present, not when it had even the slightest chance to survive. And if she could only be the “Lady of the Swan” as she’d been before, and if she could only come to him in his dreams, then that’s what she’d do. Because all we need is one person who truly loves us, and one person to love in return. As long as James had her love, he could survive. They both could.
I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help to see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you....
End
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Sawyer/Juliet
Rating: PG
Word Count: 793
Spoilers: Through the Season 5 finale
Disclaimer: Only mine in my dreams
Dedicated to
eponine119, who asked me for it in ALL CAPS, so how could I refuse?He’d felt her the strongest that one time, just after he’d been shot. Somewhere between a dreamworld and waking lucidity he’d found her standing over his bedside, smiling, whispering to him, “I’ve got your back, James. Everything will be okay.”
Jack told him more or less the same thing, and so did Kate, but somehow their words didn’t mean the same as hers did. She was a woman, like Kate. She was a doctor, like Jack. But the difference was, she loved him. She loved him and he knew it, and that’s how he knew her words were true.
He only stayed conscious long enough to catch her in glimpses, and in those she looked exactly the same. The same as what he didn’t know – most of his thoughts these days were semi-alert at best – but he thought she was beautiful. Blonde, like his mother. He’d always thought that angels must be blonde, even though his mother sure hadn’t behaved like an angel in life and he was certainly no angel, but this woman had a calming way about her, a gentle stroke of palm against his cheek, a soft reassuring voice, a light in her eyes that it was impossible not to trust. Her name, she told him when they were alone, was Juliet.
He didn’t know where she came from. She hadn’t been on their plane, he was sure of that much. He would’ve noticed a woman like her. Maybe she was part of this place they’d brought him to, this underworld where lights worked and music played…but somehow he didn’t think so. No one else seemed to know she was there. She slipped in deep in the night when everyone else was asleep, and he could see her shadow hovering just out of sight when Jack changed his bandages and it hurt so bad he thought the top of his head would fly right off. Just knowing she was there helped.
There was that time when Kate had acted so strangely, calling him Wayne, speaking to him like she hated him, and his living angel was nowhere to be seen. So, thinking he’d been sent to hell, he asked Kate, “Why did you kill me?” Kate totally lost it, she’d left him lying on the cold floor for the longest time but during that time Juliet had come to him and she’d promised him, again, that she has his back. “You’re not dead, James,” she’d told him softly. “Your life hasn’t even begun yet. Our life hasn’t begun.”
Not long after Jack had gotten him safely back into bed he’d had a dream. He’d dreamt of danger everywhere and bombs that didn’t go off when they were supposed to and the worst misery he’d ever felt, but just before he woke she was there, stroking his uninjured arm, whispering that he should never have that dream again. “We got it wrong,” she said, and he was too sick to wonder what her words meant. “It didn’t go off when it was supposed to, and when it did, it sent us back to the wrong place. It sent us back to here. You don’t remember, James, but I do, and I know that it won’t be long now. Soon we’ll meet again, and after that we’ll be together. You just have to hold on, and trust me.”
Then she faded away into a bright white light, and the next thing he knew, Jack was there. Sawyer could still see her shimmering behind his eyelids, though, so he murmured, “I love her.”
Though James never remembered Juliet’s early promises, he shivered the first time she said she had his back. Somehow he knew it was true. And as her other promises came to pass they said “I love you” many times. But when things came back around (as they always do), and it was Juliet’s turn to lie in the hatch, dying there as James had once been, she realized her mistake the first time around. She couldn’t wipe him out of her life. Alone was never better than together, not when love was present, not when it had even the slightest chance to survive. And if she could only be the “Lady of the Swan” as she’d been before, and if she could only come to him in his dreams, then that’s what she’d do. Because all we need is one person who truly loves us, and one person to love in return. As long as James had her love, he could survive. They both could.
I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help to see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you....
End
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Date: 2009-05-16 12:54 am (UTC)I can't decide if I like the new title better. It fits better but the other one seemed more poetic somehow.
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Date: 2009-05-16 04:51 pm (UTC)*smooooooooooooooooooch!*
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Date: 2009-05-16 12:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-16 04:56 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for reading and liking this! And thank you for trusting me, love! ♥
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Date: 2009-05-17 12:41 am (UTC)Ever since the season finale, I've been hoping for somebody to write about the aftermath of the Incident. And I found a few writers (one of them is you! ;D) who've written about what happened after the bomb goes off.
Excellent job!
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Date: 2009-05-17 10:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-19 04:21 am (UTC)I hope you write more!
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Date: 2009-05-19 02:53 pm (UTC)OH! I hadn't thought of that; what a lovely way of looking at it. You're so right -- at the end she knew that she was everything to him. Now I'm gonna go cry happy tears.
♥
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Date: 2009-05-17 06:39 am (UTC)Oh, you got me good with this one. How much do I love Sawyer's, "I love her," being about Juliet? And if ever anyone needed a guardian angel, it's Sawyer. Beautiful, hon, just beautiful.
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Date: 2009-05-17 10:20 pm (UTC)OH, I know!!! It's certainly not Kate...and though I'd love for it to be Jack, those two are about as far from that point as they can get right now. Maybe the wounds they inflicted on one another will heal next season, but for now, Juliet feels like the perfect angel to look after our boy. Thank you so much for calling the story beautiful. I know that you love Sawyer like I do, and the next 8 months would've been unbearable if we hadn't had at least some ray of hope. ♥ ♥ ♥
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Date: 2009-05-17 10:59 pm (UTC)this was lovely, and i totally just realized the symmetry between them and the hatch. <333
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Date: 2009-05-18 12:33 am (UTC)Good job, kudos.
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Date: 2009-05-19 03:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-18 06:42 am (UTC)I thought I was okay, but reading this brought up the same feeling I had when she let go of his hand.
None the less, it was absolutely beautiful.
Lovely. :]
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Date: 2009-05-18 08:55 pm (UTC)I cried so hard! And this made me tear up :D In an awesome way of course. His ickle face when he told her not to let go.
Our life hasn’t begun.” - *squees* And cries at the same time! ♥
Even though it looks like the whole "we don't belong together" and her dying was just a gateaway for Skate ( I think that rhymes...) they were still heartbreaking while it lasted ♥ This fic made me squee! :D
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Date: 2009-05-19 03:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-19 06:49 pm (UTC)now he'll understand what love is and won't accept anything less - Ooh that's a lovely way to put it. Yes, he needs to do that! He just needs a happy ending already! ♥
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Date: 2009-05-19 06:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-22 02:33 am (UTC)And WORD on Sawyer needing a happy ending. The poor man has suffered his entire life, then he finds contentment and what happens? Somebody decides to blow it all to hell with a hydrogen bomb. ENOUGH already; give our boy some peace!
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Date: 2009-05-22 12:20 pm (UTC)And yes! His life is just so tragic. Though I think they'll give him a happy ending -fingers crossed- people would probably be really pissed off if they didn't; otherwise I ain't gonna be a happy bunny ;) He needs to be snuggled, right? ♥
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Date: 2009-05-20 10:15 am (UTC)I loved it.
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Date: 2009-05-22 02:39 am (UTC)And an extra *SMOOCH* just for being you. :)
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Date: 2010-01-16 03:27 am (UTC)Love the fic, though Im gonna pretend they end up together...
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