Due to positive feedback on my last Lost story: the Lost Children, and due to the fact I really enjoyed writing it, I've decided to continue it, please read my previous fanfiction first otherwise it may feel like you've just been thrown into this one with no explanation: a lot like the real TV show I guess. ;)
Hope you like it.
Aaron stood in a daze, the plane crumpled and fell away around him, and smoke choked his lungs, the cries of terror masked by the spluttering jet engines, the smell of burning flesh was repulsive and Aaron felt physically sick.
The fear washed over him. He leaped across the wreckage running away from the carnage; he could see some other people where doing the same. Once he'd left the horror behind him he grimly turned around to get a clearer understanding of what happened.
The plane had landed on the beach, the plane had been crumpled and had broken in two, and both halves lay about a mile apart on the beach. He could see other people on the other bit of the plane where doing the same as they were, climbing from the wreckage.
He looked about, there was his mum, Claire, she'd calmly walked out of the wreckage, helping along a young man, Aaron remembered that Clementine had pointed him out on the plane; he was called Charlie Hume. Wait a minute where was Clementine?
A rush of fear passed over him, maybe his mother hadn't been right, what if Clementine was injured or worse! He started to panic again. But, then he remembered an old relaxation technique his other mum, Kate had taught him…
5… 4… 3… 2… 1
He counted backwards from five, letting the fear run over him, let him panic, let him worry and then once he reached one he flushed all the fear back out again, like water going down a sink when the plug had been pulled.
Aaron gritted his teeth and charged back into the wreckage, he desperately looked around, he ran around the catastrophe, looking for where Clementine might be, but, he couldn't find her. Instead he ran into Miles and Richard. Miles was carrying the unconscious old man along and spotted Aaron.
"Well?" Miles said irritably, "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me?"
Aaron shook himself awake, and gently helped Miles drag the poor pensioner from the wreckage. Once they had passed the worst of it he turned back and was about to head back into the wreckage, but Miles held him back and just shook his head.
Aaron was about to argue, but, turned around to see Clementine sitting with his mother and Charlie.
"Can you look after Richard?" Aaron asked.
Miles nodded again, trying to get his breath back and said, "Yeah, yeah, I… I think I can do that."
Aaron headed off towards the trio who were standing in the shade of the trees. When he arrived he found Charlie unconscious and Claire and Clementine arguing.
"I gave you enough warning!" Claire exclaimed.
"I never expected something like… like this!" Clementine shrieked.
Aaron gave out a sigh of relief that Clementine was alive. He could understand why she was so angry. He'd been expecting something bad, but, this was overwhelming and yet his mother looked unfazed.
Clementine had tears running down her eyes; if she wore make-up (preferring the natural look) she'd have mascara stained all over her cheeks. She looked confused and angry and almost savage Aaron thought. He would be afraid for his mother, but of course, his mother was being just as feisty and was as stubborn as an ox.
"I never should have got on that bloody plane you stupid old hag!" Clementine screeched over the roar of the jet engines.
"Well, it's too late now. I told you that plane would crash, but you still came, so don't call ME stupid." Claire replied defiantly.
Aaron walked in, he gave them both a brave smile and they both seemed to stop their argument. Claire turned to look at him and gave him a brave smile and Clementine fell silent instantly.
"Are you two alright?" Aaron asked.
"Yes, thank you." Claire replied.
Clementine nodded quickly, and glared at Claire one more time before storming off.
"And what about him?" Aaron asked.
"Oh," Claire explained, "Mr. Hume here was a bit unsteady, so I helped him out and brought him over here so he can rest in the shade. Hurley said we'd need him."
"So," Aaron said, "What now?"
Claire was silent.
"Mum," Aaron said, "You're not keeping anything from me are you?"
"No," Claire said quickly, "Of course not."
Aaron nodded quietly contemplating this, he had learnt a lot from his mother, he knew when someone was lying, and his mother was lying.
Aaron nodded and put on a fake smile before turning to his mother. He said, "Good, well then, I'll go off and help."
Aaron quickly walked off. He wanted to talk to Clementine in private, but, right now he needed to make sure everyone else on Hurley's list was alive and well.
He got to business and started searching the wreckage for supplies, Claire had told him about some of the things they'd need and he searched thoroughly.
As he did so he thought back to when he first met his mother.
He had been very young, his mum, Kate had interrupted him. He'd been building a Lego tower, but, mum said, "Aaron, there is someone here you need to meet."
Aaron reluctantly followed his mum, and could tell there was something amiss, he could feel the tension in the air, like something big was going to happen. He didn't like it, it frightened him. He wanted to go back and play with his Lego.
He walked into the kitchen, where he saw a young blonde woman, she turned to look at Aaron and he shivered, she seemed angry, sad, happy, and worried all at the same time. Aaron couldn't tell what she was feeling.
He was afraid of this woman. He turned to Kate and asked, "Mummy, who's this?"
Kate looked at him nervously and said, "Aaron, this is Claire. She's your mother."
Right, I'm going to leave it there for now, but, I'll update when I can. This is from Aaron's point of View; I'll do some more Aaron one's before we move onto Clementine and Charlie. There is also going quite a few OC's and character relationships in future, just thought I'd mention it.
Please review, the more reviews the faster I'll update.