Disclaimer: I don't own LOST, but I wish I did so then I could make it understandable!!
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He knew what he needed to do. He had to say goodbye, whether it went unheeded or not. He needed to touch Claire one last time, hold Aaron and say how much he loved the little turnip head. That name was the first thing that he had ever called Aaron. He hated this part of any relationship. There had been so many times where he had to apologize to a woman for his mistakes, but this time really was the last and final time with someone he truly loved. He went to her shelter. "Hello," he said quietly. Claire turned to him with a look of absolute loathing.
"I guess it's dangerous isn't it? Going into an underwater station," she spat in his face.
"Well . . . yeah. But, Claire, it needs to be done," Charlie reconciled. It did, though. He was completely done lying to her. It wasn't worth the pain. She looked up at him with a tear-stained face. "Hey," he said quietly. "While I'm gone, don't worry about me." She nodded silently, a silver tear streaking down her face. Aaron let out a whimper. Claire reached a hand toward her son. "Let me try." He took Aaron to his crib and laid him down, "take care of your mum while I'm gone, okay?" He took his ring off of his finger and laid it under Aaron's blanket.
"Charlie . . ." Claire said quietly. Charlie went to her and kissed her on the mouth. He knew it was time to go, but hated to leave her feeling like this. "Good bye," she said finally. Charlie got up and gave her a quick wave. She waved back and turned to Aaron. Charlie turned around and walked quickly to Desmond, not wanting anyone to see the tears pooling in his eyes. It had been his final goodbye, and he had made it worthwhile. Maybe Claire would be okay without him; maybe she could find someone good enough for her. He knew that he hadn't been, but he had made a heartfelt attempt.
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A/N: I hope you liked this. I felt an urge to write a cute little fanfic for the two of them.