with you i fall down

He stopped at a newspaper stand and picked it up, saying idly to the vender, "This real? I mean, real news?" He took off his sunglasses and looked around the street. "You know, I've seen a lot of cities. But none this...gray. Where's the color? The life? People are expected to do government here? No wonder they're all so repressed and-and grumpy. Hey, you--" He stopped the nearest person walking by. "What's there to do around here for fun?"

Cora glanced at the man, debating whether or not to answer his question. She didn't particularly care for being addressed with a 'hey, you', arching an eyebrow and pursing her lips. "It's a big city — I'm sure there's a lot you could do to stave off the boredom." She smiled, tilted her head. "Why don't you go watch a movie?"

"mirror, mirror, on the wall, just answer me who's the best? i'm the best." clara said, grinning as she looked at the other woman. she didn't know what was going on, if she was looking at some sort of clone, or just a doppelganger, but either way she didn't feel particularly bothered. she was mostly intrigued, and a little glad she got lucky enough to have some extra looks of herself running around. "it's a nice face. i really can't be mad about seeing it around the city."

Of course Cora had heard about this issue in Washington — people with identical faces and no known relation to each other, but this was her first time experiencing it first hand. She froze, her eyes moving over the other, taking her in. It troubled her, deeply, but she was hardly going to admit as much. Quickly composing herself, the corners of her lips turned upwards and she chuckled. "Well, I suppose I can't argue with that." Her mind was already working, considering the potential pros and cons of having a lookalike in the city. She held out her hand. "I'm Cora. And who do I have the… pleasure of sharing my face with?"

Sawyer held her tightly, afraid she might disappear if he let go. They chuckled a little despite it all, tears in their eyes. "C'mon now, I couldn't forget you if I tried," he muttered. "It..." Sawyer paused, pulling back a little. He wanted to lie, but he couldn't, not to her. "No, it... it didn't work. When the bomb went off, it just... took us back to 2007. And that was it."

"Blue love? You mean like... unrequited feelings or something?" Shannon raised her eyebrows, looking at the other.

"Yes... unfortunately I can say I do know how it is." River smiled at the other, contemplating. Not here -- here she had the Doctor and her parents -- but it hadn't always that way, and she had gotten used to surviving on her own. "Well, you can turn to me, if it helps."

"I know what a damn airplane looks like," Sawyer snapped irritably. And frankly he hoped never to see an airplane again. He chuckled a little, shrugging his shoulders. "Well, maybe that's what it was. A comet. Musta been the last thing the dinosaurs saw, too. Big ol' flash a light in the sky. Is that what this is? Am I in dinosaur heaven?" Their brow furrowed, confusion growing as the other spoke. "I — you know what, yeah, I guess I'm new." They smiled, no longer trying to make sense of the situation and just playing along. "So supernatural... we talkin' vampires and wendigos, all that?"

"Yeah, well..." Sawyer scowled unhappily, grumbling a moment longer before giving up on the logistics of this situation. Things that happened on the Island never made any sense anyway, why would it start making sense now? They glanced around. “Hey, looks like I made it off the Island, anyhow. Isn’t that just… peachy.” Sawyer was trying to just accept this new reality, but of course he was bothered, unnerved. “You got a damn shirt I can borrow? I'm freezing." His shirtless-ness had not been an issue on the beach a moment ago — it was warm there and he had been drying off from a swim — but here he felt both very cold and very underdressed.

"No, it was..." Sawyer paused, frowning and giving up. If the guy didn't see it, he didn't see it. "You know what? Nevermind." He gave a tight smile, glancing around. A moment ago, he had been drinking with Juliet on the beach. But it seemed like whatever just happened, he was alone now. "You seen a blonde lady around here? Nice hair, blue shirt...?"

He glared at the other, irritated at the authoritative way he was denying what Sawyer clearly saw. "The hell you mean there was no flash of light? I know what I saw, damn near blinded me.” They frowned. “Man, where am I? And who the hell are you?" He wanted to believe it was some kind of a trick or hallucination, but the climate was a lot colder here than it had been on the Island, and that confused him. This place seemed like a genuine city, and that also confused him. Still, he didn’t believe he could just randomly be someplace else, so there must be another explanation. “Did Locke put you up to this? Benjamin Linus put you up to this?”

Since arriving in Washington, memories had been returning to him in flashes. It was confusing and agitating — he remembered random time jumps and getting stuck in the 1970s, joining the damn Dharma Initiative... experiences that felt new and old all at once. And the more they remembered, the more they were looking for Juliet. Sawyer was mulling over the memories in his head when someone bumped into him — he was whirling around to tell them to watch it when he recognized her, eyes widening. "Juliet?" he muttered, his former irritation melting away. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging back. They grinned at her words, arms tightening around her. "That ain't gonna happen, baby. I got you."

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