AN: I do not own "Lost" or any of it's characters and/ or plotlines.
"Temptations"-A PB&J Fan Fiction
Charlie sat in the caves, looking at Claire. She had shed almost all of the weight that she had gained during her pregnancy; fighting off crazy people who want to steal your baby does that to you. She was pacing back and forth, trying to calm Aaron down. Since Charlie and Sayid had brought him back, he had barely stopped crying. The expression on her face was nearly hysterical, and her eyes were searching around for some ray of hope among the bleak setting of the caves.
Charlie could not stand to see her like this any longer and, slinging his bag over his shoulder, he walked up to Claire. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he whispered, "I'll take him for a while. You need some rest."
Claire looked at him with adoration in her eyes, but shook her head stubbornly when Aaron let out an especially loud wail. Charlie gave her a sympathetic look and said, "Sleep…it's a good thing." He pulled Aaron out of her arms gently and whispered jokingly, "You look horrible." She smiled at his attempt at a joke and thanked him; a warm look in her eyes.
Charlie held crying Aaron close to him and murmured softly, "We're going for a walk little guy." He carried the baby out of the camp, with a few relieved looks from the onlookers at the caves. As he traveled further and further into the jungle, he continued to talk to Aaron, "We need to give your mum a rest. She deserves it, you know…after all she's been through. You look just like her. Your eyes are just as (Blue?) as hers. And just between you and me, I think she's beautiful."
Aaron gurgled and stopped crying. Charlie smiled broadly, and stopped walking, "We can stop here for a minute." He sat down on a large boulder and pulled off his bag. As he did, the small statue full of heroin fell out of his bag and smashed on the ground. Charlie jumped, looking nervously at Aaron. His breathing became heavy as he leaned down and stared at the small bags of heroin. Aaron started to whimper, and Charlie shifted him on his shoulder to free up one of his hands. Slowly he fingered the heroin, pondering it.
His eyes were full of light as he looked at the drugs. The temptation was so strong, and he bit his lip. Examining it from all angles, Charlie tried to fight off the strong urge to open it, and was snapped out of his trance when his lip began bleeding. He suddenly realized that Aaron was wailing. Quickly, he dropped the heroin and stood up. Cradling Aaron's head, he whispered to him calmly trying to get him to stop crying.
Then, he heard a voice from behind him, "It's no use. He's never going to stop crying."
"Claire, how did you find me?" Charlie asked, startled. He hurriedly stepped in front of the heroin on the ground.
Claire smiled and sighed, "Aaron is wailing at the top of his lungs. It wasn't that hard."
Charlie grinned and said, "I got him quiet for a while, but then he started up again."
"Well, I've had enough rest for today…I'll take him back now."
When she stepped closer to him, he held the baby closer, "I'll hold onto him. You still look tired."
Claire advanced foreword and asked cautiously, "Charlie, is anything wrong?" she looked closer at him, "Charlie, your lip is bleeding."
"Look, I'm fine okay…" he said. Claire continued to move toward him and stepped on something. Looking down, she saw the heroin.
She looked shocked and taken aback, "Charlie! Oh my god! Charlie!" She grabbed Aaron from him and ran off, tears trailing down her cheeks. Charlie sat down on the rock angrily. In his mind he cursed everything; his lip, his brother, those damn bloody drugs. He picked up the bag of heroin and threw it against a tree. Then, he stalked off towards the caves, after Claire.