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Above You, Below Me (JKS fic)

Title: Above You, Below Me
Pairing: Jack/Kate/Sawyer
Note: Inspired by the ubiquitous British Lost promo that’s eaten my brain - and the brain of everyone on my flist, I think! Kind of an experimental fic, just trying to capture the feel of the promo.


She can’t remember the order in which things happened anymore. She just gets flashes. Downcast eyes. An arm brushing across hers. Closeness. Heat. And then running. And falling.

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They stood there so tensely, circling each other without moving. She didn’t dare to move, to interrupt the moment. For it was a moment, the moment she could see. She could feel the tension bristling between them, even from where she stood, where they couldn’t see her. The air was electric around them and she thought if they touched, there would be ... fire.

But neither one moved, they just stared into each other’s eyes and she willed them to do something, say something. Jack dropped his head first and only she saw the broken look on Sawyer’s face. When Jack looked up again, Sawyer was gone.

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Jack ran stumbling along the path, not looking where he was going. She stepped out to him and she took his head in her hands and he gave her the longest look and then he closed his eyes and pulled her to him and his kiss tasted like tears.


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She couldn’t remember how she’d ended up in Sawyer’s arms. Just the feeling of it, of giving in, of not pretending she didn’t care anymore, and how he smelled and how she could feel his heart beating. He held at her arm’s length and then drew her in once, as if seeing if she were real.

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She would remember a kiss ... but she doesn’t remember. She just knows that kissing Jack was like blotting Sawyer out and when he groans into her mouth, he doesn’t say a thing.

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One of them is crying. She feels his chest heave and she feels her own eyes sting and the back of her throat close as his mouth moves to her shoulders. And the rest is a blur of heat and moans and Jack.

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She remembers running and only later does she realize she’s still naked. But she has to catch him, stop him from leaving, take back that look on his face, just explain it all to him. But then she’s down and the world is rushing around her and tearing at her and she hears a shout but she doesn’t know whose voice it is.

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She thinks they’re sitting together, hovering over her and she can’t see them but she thinks back to that moment on the beach and how she’s stepped back in time and now they’re together. She brought them together and is that what she was trying to do the whole time? Only she couldn’t step aside, couldn’t leave it be.

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She can’t remember the order of things anymore, who kissed who first or who cried or who was hurt. She hears them talking to her, around her, above her, and she thinks tomorrow she’ll remember and that she still has so much to explain.
Tags: jack/kate/sawyer, lost fic, lost_fic_s1
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