Let It Rain
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Unfortunately. I'd very much like to own Charlie, Jack, Desmond and Sawyer. Don't want much do I?
A/N: This is my first Lost fanfic but I've been meaning to do one for ages; I just keep getting swamped with other work, but here it finally is. I made up the birthdays and other dates in this so don't take them as fact. Yeah so, please review and let me know what you think.
The rain gradually made its way through the thick canopy of trees above Charlie Pace's head. It had been raining for the last forty minutes or so however Charlie had made no inclination to find cover from the offending water. He stood in a stock still position, staring at the medium and small sized stretches of earth, slightly in front of his feet.
His eyes were glazed as he'd stared at the same part for nearly five minutes. The tears threatened release as they did every day Charlie trekked to this secluded area of the jungle as they other castaways watched him with worry.
"Where's Charlie going?" Desmond questioned Hurley one day.
Hurley simply turned to him and shrugged. Hurley didn't know, Desmond didn't know, none of them knew. They suspected but they didn't want to bring that back into the air again. It wouldn't be good for anyone.
Charlie knelt down slowly and placed two small purple flowers on each of the upturned piles of earth; the same routine as every other day. The new spray of color was little comfort to Charlie. Nothing was any comfort to him. Everyday for the last three months he trekked into the jungle, placed a flower, stood for hours at a time and then returned to camp. Never uttering a word. Three months.
As he stood over the empty space the tears flowed freely. He grieved continuously and couldn't let it go. The other didn't know what he was going through. And they never could.
Charlie gently rubbed his thumb over the larger wooden cross, cleaning it to reveal the name they had engraved onto it, then moving to the other to do the same.
Claire Littleton
October 3rd 1977 June 24th-2006
Always Loved
R.I.P
Aaron Littleton
October 11th 2005- June 24th 2006
So Young, So Pure
Never Forgotten
R.I.P
"I'm so sorry," Charlie said in a hoarse whisper. "I'm so sorry I didn't save you and Aaron. I'm a coward. This was all my fault. I'm sorry Claire. I love you."
Sun Kwon ventured further into the jungle with the hopes of finding new, tasty fruits. Upon sight of a healthy bearing tree, Sun approached happily. When she reached the base of the large tropical tree her hand leapt to her mouth, covering a huge gasp.
Sun ran as fast as was possible back to camp, not wishing to waste a second. The pure shock gave her a newfound energy.
"Jack!" she screamed, seeing the tents appear on the beach. "Jack!"
Jack ran the corner quickly, anxious as to who was screaming in such a desperate manner.
"Sun, Sun, calm down," Jack said soothingly, laying a hand on her shoulder as Kate approached the situation, fearing for Sun. "What's wrong?"
"You must come quickly. Please. Quickly."
Sun took a deep breath and ran back towards the way she had come from, Jack and Kate immediately shooting after her.
When they reached the clearing once more Jack knew why Sun was so anxious. Jack immediately rushed o Charlie's lifeless body, hung up against the tree just like it had been so many months ago. Jack immediately applied CPR, in a desperate bid to revive him while Kate and Sun hugged each other, crying.
Charlie Pace loved Claire and Aaron Littleton…
Claire and Aaron Littleton loved Charlie Pace…
Claire and Aaron Littleton died that day three months ago…
Charlie Pace didn't die that day…
And he regrets it.
A/N: So please review guys. Let me know it you think it was rubbish. As I said it was my first Lost fic so I'm expecting lots of criticism. Thanks for reading!