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Fever (Jack/Sawyer) PG

Title: Fever
Pairing Jack/Sawyer
Summary: Throughout the fever, Jack is the only constant.
Note: For Queen isis2015 who asked for Jealous!Sawyer. I hope you don't mind a return to Season 2 here. :) Using for the fanfic100 prompt "fire."

The fever shifts, mutates. It radiates through him, now hotter, now cooler, now almost gone, fleeting and random like the strange dreams that accompany it. Jack is the only constant. The rumble of his voice, low and reassuring sounds above Sawyer, like a beacon he can focus on through the fog of his fever; the soft pressure of Jack's hands soothes the burning in his shoulder, they cradle him as surely as the sturdiest ship. Jack is refuge, safety.

When he finally opens his eyes, Kate is sitting in the chair instead and he blinks, sure he’s still dreaming. He hides his disappointment and lets her lead him around this strange new shelter and then back out again into the jungle to prove they’re still here, on this accursed rock.

Jack is somewhere else, tending to more important things. Sawyer’s getting shot and nearly dying isn’t that important after all, in the scheme of things. Jack’s always needed somewhere else, that’s just how it is.


Sawyer insists on coming along on the hunt for Michael. Jack hesitates, as if he’s about to say Sawyer’s still too weak, that he doesn’t want him along, but he doesn’t. It’s Kate he tells to stay behind and Sawyer can’t resist a dismissive look in her direction. Maybe, he thinks, as he huffs behind Jack, not wanting to admit how weak he still is, Jack just wants to protect her. Sawyer's expendable, like Jack himself.

And then Kate goes and ruins everything by not staying behind. Yet, somehow, when Jack goes looking for Michael again, he takes Kate, not Sawyer. Sawyer’s the odd man out, left with only the damn dog for company.

They don’t come back until the next day and Sawyer has no trouble filling in the events of their long night spent alone in the jungle. He doesn’t want to call the knot in his stomach jealousy. It’s not like he has a claim on Jack. If by some miracle someone isn’t sick or injured, then there’s some crisis and Jack’s always in the center of it.

Sawyer is surprised, then, when Jack joins him the following night, just walks right up to his camp fire like he's answering a special invitation.

“Ain’t you wanted somewhere else?” Sawyer says drily. “Think I see the Bat Signal goin’ off.”

Jack laughs, a just-humoring-you kind of laugh, and sits down with a sigh, like he hasn’t sat all day. He stretches out his legs and gives Sawyer an appraising look. “How’s the shoulder?”

”Fine. Just peachy.” He shifts the shoulder away from Jack, away from inspection.

“And the cheek?”

Sawyer shrugs.

His breath catches in his throat when Jack leans forward, when he brushes his fingertips over the patch of skin just below his cheekbone, where Zeke's bullet left an ugly red furrow. Sawyer closes his eyes, reliving for a moment those endless hours when Jack’s touch was so familiar, his only constant.

“Promise you won’t get shot again?” Jack asks, his voice throbbing with an emotion Sawyer can’t name.

“Guess I make a good target,” he says after a beat. He opens his eyes to find himself staring into Jack’s, dark and intent on him and only him.

“I might not always be there to save you,” Jack continues, voice dropping an octave lower, to a register that makes Sawyer shiver.

Sawyer wants to protest that he doesn’t need saving, he doesn’t need a damn thing, certainly not from Jack, but instead he hears himself say, soft and low, “But you’re here now.”


The word is an invitation and Sawyer takes it. He barely needs to lean forward for his lips to meet Jack’s, barely needs to open his mouth before Jack’s lips part to let him in.

The fire and the stars seems to swirl around them as they kiss, until Sawyer’s not sure this isn’t still a fever dream, all of this, Jack’s hand fisting in his hair, breath and heat and hardness pressed against him, a staccato pulse under his fingers.

If this is a dream, he doesn’t want to wake up. Instead, he sinks in deeper, giving himself up to this fever.


( 23 comments — Leave a comment )
Aug. 7th, 2007 05:58 am (UTC)
“Promise you won’t get shot again?”

Aw. That's kinda sweet. I really liked this. :) Jack's attention does get drawn away often and it's easy to see Sawyer grow resentful of that, resentful of the things and people that draw him away.

Thanks for writing this for me, hun! ♥
Aug. 7th, 2007 06:04 am (UTC)
Glad I could come up with something for you after all and very glad you liked it! It would be very tough trying to get some alone time with Jack! No wonder the poor man is celibate! ;)
Aug. 7th, 2007 07:02 am (UTC)
A perfect place to begin, if you ask me! I can well imagine Sawyer being jealous of the time Jack devotes elsewhere! It's like he never rests. So sweet to see him stop and take notice. Lovely!
Aug. 8th, 2007 01:12 am (UTC)
Thank you, m'dear! :) Everyone wants a piece of Jack, don't they?
Aug. 7th, 2007 01:13 pm (UTC)
That is just so perfect, the fact that Jack was there through his entire fever, looking out for him, but that he was absent when he woke. I love how you spun that one detail into this great little story about Sawyer's insecurities and Jack's inability to sit still. It works really well. And I love the end, at the fire, how Jack just sits down so easily with him, but then that moment when he's touching him, asking him not to get hurt anymore. That is so luscious and loaded and lovely. *nods* Great little fic. And the kiss was quite wonderful, the dreamy detail and the way it ties back to him fever at the beginning. Just awesome :)
Aug. 8th, 2007 01:18 am (UTC)
Oh, thank you! It's so canon that Sawyer just wants to be at Jack's side all the time, and yet Jack barely has time for him, poor lad! And I'm so glad the fever motif tied it all together. I know I was disappointed that Sawyer wasn't conscious for most of Jack's nursing, dammit, so I guess I'm just going to keep writing that he was, or, that he made up for it!
Aug. 7th, 2007 01:56 pm (UTC)
Ooh that was lovely. Awesome last line. I share Amanda's jealousy kink so I thank you for beautifully fulfulling the prompt. :)
Aug. 8th, 2007 01:18 am (UTC)
Woo, two for one! :) My pleasure, hon! Very glad you liked this!
Aug. 7th, 2007 02:27 pm (UTC)
first time + hurt/comfort + jealousy? you are spoiling me while making a gift to the Queen! \o/

this was beautiful. I love how you tie the fever theme at first and at last, how truly this fits both men, Jack always needed, Sawyer thinking he's expendable... great setting for a first time, and this had me totally flailing:

Sawyer wants to protest that he doesn’t need saving, he doesn’t need a damn thing, certainly not from Jack, but instead he hears himself say, soft and low, “But you’re here now.”


Aug. 8th, 2007 01:23 am (UTC)
Aww, woo! Those are some of my favorite things as well! :)

I'm so glad you liked this. And aww, flailing! *beams*
Aug. 7th, 2007 04:35 pm (UTC)
First, I have to say, I used "bat signal" in mine as well, but I swear I wrote it before I read this..great minds, I swear.

This was just..*guh*..from the fever (which I do have to say, is one of my favorite things from season 2..you so know he wanted Jack there, and look what happened when KATE was.), to wanting to go and Kate spoiling it, and then when he's thinking of what could have happened while they were in the jungle.

All of it, and that last line, it's a fever alright, and it's got Sawyer AND Jack in his grips.

Love it!
Aug. 8th, 2007 01:25 am (UTC)
Oh no, I didn't realize you'd used that too! I think he's always being compared to Batman ... or is it Superman? :) But yes, Jack is always on call, isn't he? The man can never rest, not unless we give him a big nudge! And why pick Kate when you can have Sawyer? :) Thanks for reading!
Aug. 7th, 2007 06:28 pm (UTC)
Awwwwwwww, loved it!! I love the way you use the drop in octaves/voices, I can really hear deep and sultry there :)
Aug. 8th, 2007 01:26 am (UTC)
Oh, thank you! I'm a sucker for low, deep voices myself. :)
Aug. 7th, 2007 09:36 pm (UTC)
Awesome last line! I really do love this. Jack's always at everyone's beck and call, most of the time at Kate's, so Sawyer being jealous totally works here.
Aug. 8th, 2007 01:28 am (UTC)
Thank you! It's so canon that Sawyer just wants to be by Jack's side, yes, and he hardly ever gets his wish, poor boy. Hence: fic! :)
Aug. 7th, 2007 11:24 pm (UTC)
Great work! Their love hurts my heart ;) Love Jack as Sawyer's constant during his fever - Ah, the good ol' days of Sawyer hatch nursing ;)

Loved it!!
Aug. 8th, 2007 01:29 am (UTC)
Oh, thank you! I miss those days too, so I just couldn't resist revisiting them. Glad you liked this! :)
Aug. 8th, 2007 04:13 am (UTC)
Omigosh, it's been so long that I almost forgot that Sawyer is canonically(?) jealous! What a lovely reminder. My tummy got all fluttery there at the end. :)
Aug. 8th, 2007 02:25 pm (UTC)
Aww, thank you, hon! And you're right, it has been a while! For some reason, I seem to keep dipping into canon, LOL, even if it's dated!
Aug. 10th, 2007 12:32 am (UTC)
Ahhh...Jack/Sawyer goodness. Great story.
Aug. 15th, 2007 11:29 pm (UTC)
Mmm, you know I love them. Thank you! :)
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Aug. 18th, 2007 05:48 am (UTC)
Oh, you're so sweet to catch up! I always love nursing Sawyer fics and I'm glad this still has some appeal! Thanks so much, it was fun to put a slightly different twist on jealous!Sawyer. :)

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