Summary: Claire is struggling through life in the city because she is single and 7 months pregnant. Whereas Boone is struggling with gay life in the same city. When the two meet, will they be able to help each other? Claire/Boone friendship and some Jack/Boone slash
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1: MEETING
Boone felt Jack's soft skin as he kissed him. Jack's kisses were slow and gentle. The pleasure was indescribable, and Boone could not help but smile. Little did he know that his paradise was about to be broken by the swing of a door.
"Boone? What are you doing?" A voice screeched from the doorway. Boone sighed and pulled away from Jack, reluctantly. He turned and looked at the doorway and saw an all too familiar face scowling back at him in disgust.
"Shannon, now is not the time." She looked as if she could hit him.
"Now is not the time? You're making out with my doctor!" She stormed into the room so her face was inches away from Boone's. Jack shifted his weight a little.
"I should just go." He mumbled. He waved uncomfortably at Boone as he left.
Boone sighed again and began to make himself a cup of tea. Shannon looked mortified.
"Don't walk away from me Boone Carlyle! Tell me what is going on!" Boone turned to look her in the eye.
"I'm over you." She looked taken aback. "I'm over you, Shannon."
Boone woke up with a start. He frowned as these memories flooded back to him. Shannon had not spoken to him since that night. In fact, she had tried to avoid him at all costs. Boone didn't care in the slightest. He was actually relieved. He didn't want to waste his time talking to her, not now his eyes had finally been opened.
He groaned as he heaved himself up and out of bed. Usually, he wouldn't have had to get up this early, but since his mother had found out he was gay, she fired him immediately. Now he had to work at an office that sold boxes. He was still quite well of, money wise, as he had saved up a lot of his earnings from the wedding business.
An hour later, he had parked his car two blocks away from his work (as usual) so he could get some exercise. He found himself thinking about Shannon. He knew she could be a nice person, if you looked deep down. He often wondered about calling her, to try to fix their relationship. Maybe to actually be like real a brother and sister.
He was so lost in his thoughts, he didn't realise when he bumped into a young, and very pregnant, girl. She groaned and bent down to try and gather up her things. By the look of her bags, Boone guessed she had just visited the local grocery store.
"I'm so sorry!" He bent down to help her. He got a better look at her. Even though she was shorter than him, she looked around his age, maybe very slightly older.
"No, that's alright. Really." She tried to shoo him away, but Boone couldn't be got rid of that easily. "Oh no!" She gasped quietly. She had obviously been doing more than grocery shopping, as she discovered a broken plate. She blinked away tears that were brimming on her eyelids and stuffed the broken pieces into a nearby bin. Boone felt incredibly guilty.
"Hey, let me pay you for that! How much was it?" She shook her head.
"No, that's ok. It's my fault. I should have been paying attention." As she stuffed more items into brown paper bags, she wiped away a few more tears that were forming.
"No it's my fault. I should have been paying attention." Boone continued to help her. She tried to smile, but didn't really succeed.
"You're very kind. But really, just leave me to this." Boone wasn't sure what to do.
"Hey, it's alright, you-" She cut him off.
"I'm so stupid! This always happens to me!" She was shaking and a few tears trickled freely down her cheek. Boone felt very uncomfortable. He wasn't good with crying women. Actually, he wasn't good with women at all.
"Here." He pulled a tissue out of his pocket. She gratefully accepted it.
"Thanks." She wiped away any tears left on her face, and blew her nose. Boone placed the last items into their bags, and she attempted, badly, to pick them up, and stand up at the same time.
"Let me take those!" Boone took most of the bags off her, except for one which she insisted on carrying herself. He looked at her sadly. She seemed quite lonely. "Do you have anywhere to be?" She shook her head. "Great! Then I'll take you to this coffee shop down the street."
"That's very sweet, but-" This time, he cut her off.
"I insist." She smiled genuinely.
"Thanks." He heard her mumble quietly as they set off down the walk way. Boone thought to himself.
"Screw work. I'll just pretend to be sick."
When they reached their destination, they sat down at the nearest table, as she seemed to be slightly out of breath. Boone smiled at her. They hadn't said anything to each other on the way to the coffee shop, but there was something comfortable about the silence. A waiter approached them.
"Anything to order?" Boone looked to the girl and she thought for a moment.
"Tea, please."
"Coffee for me, thanks." The waiter nodded and left them.
After a moment of silence, the girl thought she should say something.
"Do you always hit on pregnant girls?" Boone seemed slightly surprised.
"What?" She smiled and sighed.
"I mean, 'come to the coffee shop with me'! How lame!" They laughed. He leaned across the table.
"Want to know a secret?" She leaned in. "I'm gay." She looked slightly taken aback.
"Oh." Boone smiled.
"That's the usual answer." There was another moment of silence.
"Thanks, for this." Boone smiled.
"No problem!" The waiter arrived again, this time with their drinks.
"One tea and one coffee."
"Thanks." Boone nodded at the waiter and he left again. Boone looked to the blonde girl across from him. She still looked very confused by the whole situation. "What's your name?" She jumped a little at being addressed.
"Um…Claire."
"Nice to meet you 'Um Claire'. I'm Boone." She smiled and extended her hand across the table. He shook it and began drinking his coffee. There was something about this girl that he liked, but he didn't know what it was.
They had been talking for an hour in that coffee shop. Boone learned that Claire worked in a fish and fry, she was a single mother and she lived quite near to him. After realising the time, they parted ways, both smiling. They were both very sure that they had just made a new friend.
Boone bought a newspaper before heading back to the car. He began to think about Claire and he had an idea. While he was walking, it began to pour with rain.
"Typical." He thought to himself bitterly. He ran back to his car as fast as he could, tucking the newspaper under his jacket. He sighed with relief as he reached his car, and just sat for a moment, relishing the feeling of being dry and warm.
On his way home, as usual, he was caught in numerous traffic jams. He often wondered where all these people came from. He sighed and looked out of the window, waiting for the traffic lights to change. He saw a bunch of people shivering in a bus shelter. He felt sorry for them. After further inspection, he noticed that one of them was Claire. He immediately pulled out of his non-moving lane and parked at the pavement. He was soaked within a second of leaving the car, and hurried toward Claire. She seemed very surprised to see him.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, her voice shaking slightly.
"You're getting in my car. And you're moving in with me." She was shocked.
"What? Boone, we've known each other for just over an hour!" She laughed. He shook his head.
"I live alone, I have plenty of money for the two of us to get by easily. No offence, but you have barely enough for just you, and I dread to think what will happen when the baby comes." She considered this for a moment, then seemed to mentally slap herself to thinking about it.
"Boone, it's not fair to you."
"Well, I'm fine with it. Scratch that, I'm happy with it. Ecstatic!" She laughed at his happy-go-lucky expression.
"Isn't 'ecstatic' a little OTT?" Boone shook his head.
"I mean it. Move in with me Claire. Heck, we could both use the company." She was quiet again. "I insist." She grinned.
"Well, if you insist."
"You crazy kid! Get off the road!" Boone and Claire looked round and saw a child skipping in the middle of the traffic and singing about how they love the rain, and annoying the head off most of the drivers. Claire and Boone both raised their eyebrows and laughed.
"We better hurry. The traffic is finally moving!" Boone grabbed Claire's hand and they dashed across the road to Boone's car. He held the passenger door open for Claire and she smiled.
"Oh, you're a gentleman, are you?" He smiled and closed the door after her. He dashed around to his side of the car and started the ignition. Claire began to read Boone's newspaper. Boone smiled to himself. He wasn't going to be alone in the apartment anymore. He would have a real friend there. Life was about to get better.
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