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[dr_juliet_burke]

 Juliet runs a finger around the edge of her mug, inhaling the sweet scent of her lemon-honey tea. Everyone is feeling better, including herself, and she's been taking advantage of the downtime.

Unfortunately, it's given her time to think. To think about everything that's happened. And to think about what she discovered about Ben and...

Well, maybe

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[captfishbiscuit]

James swings open the front door, thoroughly exhausted from work. He and Desmond had spent the majority of the day trying to fill in the various holes the Monster had dug to get underneath the pylons. Somewhere along the job, he had realized his grievous mistake of leaving Miles and Ana Lucia in the station alone together... And upon his hasty return, he was greeted to a scene that will never be scrubbed from his brain, ever.

So here he is, covered with dirt and sweat, disgusted with two of his team members, and stumbling across the threshold before depositing his bag on the dining room table. He's grumbling to himself a bit as he kicks off his boots and unzips his jumpsuit.

Upon turning and seeing Juliet sitting pretty on the couch, though, he cracks his first smile in hours.

Hey darlin.

He's about to stalk off to the bathroom for a quick shower, but the pensive look Juliet's wearing stops him in his tracks.

Thinkin 'bout somethin?

[dr_juliet_burke]

She tries to smile at him.

Hey, baby.

Actually, yeah. Do you have a minute? Or do you want to shower first?

[captfishbiscuit]

Always got time for you, Blondie.

James unclips his walkie and sets it on the table, wanting it as far away as possible for the rest of the evening. He then takes a seat next to Juliet on their sofa, catching her eye and trying to get a better smile out of her. When he fails, his hand finds hers in her lap.

Everythin alright?

[dr_juliet_burke]

Not really.

She leans on his shoulder, sighing.

I think Ben and the Smoke Monster are having some kind of relationship.