Illusions of the island *A LOST fanfic*

Chapter 74: Confusion

A flood of doctors and nurses filled the room. Something was wrong. Juliet found she couldn't move. She could see, but the edges of her vision were black. She saw a very worried Jack come into her line of vision.

"What happened?"

There was that penlight again. James filled Jack in.

"I dunno doc. She just stopped talking. She was cryin' a minute ago."

Everyone in the room was now disappearing, and everything had been replaced with sand and palm trees.

"I don't want to go back to the island!?"

Searing pain in her head made her fall to the sandy ground below her. Excruciating pain radiated from her head, and she was trying not to scream. Then the pain in her head disappeared. But the truth was, it hadn't disappeared, it just went somewhere else. Her hands felt sticky, and when she looked down at them, she found they were covered in blood and so was her midsection.

"What? What's going on?"

She mostly asked that of herself because there was no one on the beach with her.

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"She's hemorrhaging! Doctor Jacobson, did you massage her uterus after she gave birth?"

David nodded his head at the doctor next to him.

"Of course I did. For twenty minutes!"

Jack looked at them with a stern look in his eyes.

"Knock it off! We need to administer her some TPA. We need to bust this clot in her brain."

David had objections on his tongue, and they were sliding out before he could close his mouth under his mask.

"You want her to die Doctor Shepard?"

Jack kept the stern look in his eyes as he stared at David.

"She's already dead if we don't give he that TPA!"

David never cared much for Jack's attitude, but he was taking it in stride. The doctor next to David spoke up, voicing his opinion.

"There's a lot of oozing in here Doctor Jacobson. There is a possibility that we may have to perform a hysterectomy on her."

Shaking his head, David wanted to run a hand through Juliet's tangled and matted knots of blonde curly hair. He didn't want it to come to that. Even though Juliet swore to him that these boys were the last two children she'd ever want to have.

"No. That is a last resort. Keep transfusing her."

The doctor next to David sighed and kept suctioning blood and other fluids from her insides and looked back.

"Another transfusion might put her back into DIC."

David wasn't going to let her die. Not after everything they'd been through together.

Something startled her awake. She wasn't sure what had woken her, but soft beeping machines greeted her when she opened her eyes. The room was dark and she felt a chill run down her spine like ice water. Panic welled up inside of her and she looked down at her hands and then carefully pushed back the blankets and the sheet covering her. She sighed in relief when she found that she wasn't drenched in her own blood.

"Thank you god. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

James was sitting in a chair next to the bed and opened his eyes.

"Blondie?"

Juliet's eyes clouded over with tears, but she didn't let them go. Not yet anyways.

"James? What's going on?"

James ran a hand through her knotted hair and frowned.

"Davy-boy and Jack fixed ya up. You were bleedin' pretty bad they said."

Juliet sat for a moment and looked back down at her hands.

"I thought it was a dream."

The last part came out as a sob. She continued her thought.

"Did they...?"

James seemed to get her gist and filled in the blanks for her.

"Yeah. I'm sorry."

She knew that it had been for the best, and she'd said she hadn't wanted to have anymore kids after these two, but it still hurt to hear.

"Toby must be getting hungry by now."

James knew Juliet was avoiding the real subject at hand right now, how she felt about what had just happened to her.

"Yer ignorin' what happened to ya blondie. Let's talk about this. I know yer hurtin'."

Frowning, Juliet got comfortable and played with the tape on her left hand.

"I know I can't have anymore children James. It's not like we planned on having more anyways. I'm too old."

Looking away, Juliet tried to hide her tears.

"Come on blondie, let's talk about this."

Juliet pushed James hands away and painfully turned onto her side.

"I'm done talking about this James. Have David bring Toby. I'm sure he's getting hungry by now."

James left the room and his shoulders were slumped downwards. Juliet let out a sob once the door closed. What she wanted right now, was to have some time with her son.

To Be Continued...