A/N: Just something I wrote after my history test this morning. There isn't enough Dan/Charlotte love in the world so I decided to post this. Reviews are welcome but not mandatory. Enjoy!!
Oh and BTW, I don't own "Lost" in any way. If I did, Dan would be more in character here and we would rarely see anything about Jack in the series and Alex wouldn't be dead.
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She talked in her sleep.
I wouldn't have known if I hadn't had an odd dream one night. I don't quite remember what it was about but it woke me up. As I turned over and prepared to return to sleep, I heard her.
"Dan?"
Thinking she was awake, I turned to face her, only to find her eyes closed. I was confused until I figured it out. She was dreaming. About me. I smiled and watched her for a little while. She said my name again and the little half-smile she thinks no one sees graced her lips. Uh-oh. Bad place to have my attention focused. I flicked my eyes up to her white-blue eyes, making sure they were still closed, ensuring she was still asleep.
It was then that her sleep turned fitful.
"Dan?" she asked, sounding scared. "Daniel, where are you?"
She was searching for me in her dream. The thought normally would have made me happy but I couldn't be happy right now. Not with her sounding so scared.
"I'm here, Charlotte," I said, taking her hand. "I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere."
She mumbled her consent to this idea and fell back into a more peaceful slumber. I went back to sleep with a smile on my face, thinking of tomorrow