04.12.07 - 10:33 pm

juliette calmly, almost humbly finishes the knots of rope, connecting tarp to a crude bamboo tent frame she will call home. she smiles warmly at jack, then casts her eyes over the rest of the camp. hurley is joking with desmond, claire is cradling aaron with charlie looking over her shoulder, jin and sun are fishing along with some of the other survivors. she smiles again, almost pleased, turning her head back to her tent....when her eyes meet the cold stare of sayid. his chilling, merciless eyes do not break contact with hers. she tries to feign some warmth, but he is unreceptive. the uncomfortable stare lasts just mere seconds before sayid breaks her entire deceptive disguise with a single wink.

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ROLL CREDITS

thats how it should have ended. with sayid not curling up into a little ball. so, juliette knows he tortured hundreds of people. so?

juliette should also know shes going to find bamboo shoots under her pretty fingernails very soon. and papercuts under each fold of her fingers. sayid better have meant it when he threatened her for the truth. and jack better realize hes a terrible judge of character.

when it comes to women.

come on sayid. do it. finish her.

end her.