to love me is to suffer me

Chapters: 25/? Fandom: Lost (TV 2004) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

“Tell us where they are.” Ryan presses the muzzle of his gun harder to Jin’s forehead. Jin closes his eyes. “Or say sayonara to your friend.”

“A radio tower,” Bernard bursts out. “They're hiking to a radio tower.”

“Why in the hell are they going there?” Sawyer wonders aloud.

“A woman,” Bernard gets out. “Parachuted here. She has a satellite phone and they're gonna call her ship.”

“You heard that, Ben?” Tom speaks into the walkie.

“I heard.”

“So, what do you want us to do?” Tom questions. “Kill 'em?”

“No. Not yet,” Ben replies. A moment of static. “Stay with them. Wait for my call.”

Tom lowers the walkie to his side, tucking it into the pocket of his cargo pants.

“I gotta say,” he begins, glancing to Sawyer from the corner of his eye, a smirk curling at his lips. “I’m impressed, Ford. Figured you’d eventually wise up, come to see things our way, but I was starting to worry it'd take a lot longer.”

she still refuses to acknowledge sawyer's character growth.

we keep having to discuss jack because she loves analyzing his god complex.

juliet is flawless.

she has accused me of enjoying being negged because of my personal preference in attraction to sawyer.

we both vehemently defend shannon (my dad is watching the show for the first time and hates her).

Chapters: 24/? Fandom: Lost (TV 2004) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Neither of them speak for a while. James seems too shaken to talk, but even when she tries, his answers are short, curt. If he acknowledges her at all. He refuses to look at her, to touch her, so they walk nearly halfway through their jungle trek in silence.

When they pause to share the water James has stored in his pack, he nearly recoils at the brush of her fingers against his.

“Claire okay?” he grunts to cover the reaction.

Juliet hesitates but finally nods, taking a long sip from the bottle. “Locke brought the serum, Jack was going to administer the first dose as soon as I left.”

“Ben must’ve told him where to find the medication. He had it by the time I got there,” he mumbles, scratching some of the dried blood from knuckles he must have brutalized against Cooper’s bones. “That guy was Locke’s daddy.”