What Matters

Hey guys I'm back with another fic and this time it circles around a certain ship that i think really should have gotten more play than it did on the show. Anyhoo without further interruption here it is guys and I hope you'll like it ;)

Summary : With age comes responsibility, something a certain Charlie Pace has never been overly acquainted with, mainly for being in one of the most famous bands to ever grace the earth and also of not having to deal with the problems every other person would face. However that all changes one day when he is faced with something that could change his life completely.

Disclaimer : I do not own lost or any of it's characters apart from the ones I'm bound to make up along the way ;)

Enjoy

The air was filled tonight with the shouts and cheers for one band. A band consisting of two brothers who originally started in this business by writing songs while playing on their family piano, and now fifteen years later, here they were. Winning for every category they were entered for and becoming every girl's fantasy and every guy's dream of becoming one day, although one Charlie Pace was often approached by quite a number of male fans who were really looking and hoping for more than just an autograph. However much to his relief security usually took care of it, leaving him to finally get the feeling of life back within him again after a hard day at the office, or stage in his case.

This was usually the thing he regretted most about being a celebrity, and not just any celebrity but one who played for one of the biggest bands to ever hit the music biz, Driveshaft.

"You okay baby brother" an equally tired Liam asked the small man who was sitting in his chair in their dressing room, staring into the mirror in front of him and thinking about life, his to be exact.

"Charlie" Liam stressed again with genuine curiosity over his little brother who he loved and cared for most of the time, but sometimes the constant moping around would really get on his nerves. This was supposed to be a ride for them, a journey, not a job to pay the bills as Charlie had argued with him over a countless number of times.

"What?" Charlie asked as he caught his brother just staring at his brother's reflection in the mirror.

"You gotta start living baby brother" Liam confessed while offering him a teasing smile and a nudge against the shoulder and with that the guy was off with his latest conquest standing just outside their dressing room, a random fan he had invited backstage with him. Although Charlie couldn't help but wonder what more went on in these frequent outings his brother would initiate virtually everyday.

The one time he had asked him about it, he had just passed it off as a friendly gathering but judging by his dishevelled and strangely deluded like appearance whenever he would return, he knew that it was something more. I need a bloody drink, he suddenly concluded to himself and with that he quickly changed and drove to the nearest Bar to act on his sudden urge and to also hopefully soothe himself into a relaxed state, to wash away the tiredness and stress.

Fifteen minutes later and he was at their local Bar which he always used to go to mainly because it's Tavern like structure reminded him of home, a place he hadn't been to in so long due to the constant tours the band had been on lately. However being in here and being with all the people he had become familiar with over his frequent visits, this was the closest he could ever have to being home. So with that he sat at the his usual place in the Bar, waiting patiently to be tended to.

"So what's it gonna be?" a soft petite voice spoke out in a tired like manner to the thinking man sitting at the table.

"Huh, oh just a pint of Carlsberg love" Charlie simply answered back while burying his face in his hands, personally thanking the Gods that the waitress he got this time wasn't another raving fan who just wanted to ask him either about his upcoming album or whether he was single, which he was in effect, but he felt that he really wasn't at that stage of commitment, not yet.

Three minutes later and the waitress returned with his order and this time he made the gesture to take a brief look at the woman now standing opposite him setting his drink down on one of their beer mats, completely oblivious to his focused gaze on her. It wasn't because she didn't want to, but it was because she was so stressed out, emotionally and physically, that she didn't even have or took the time to acknowledge him in the way he was suddenly hoping she would, and much to his bad luck she just continued on with doing her job, by briefly wiping his table and then walking off to deal with the next table.

She had just found out she was pregnant by a man she thought would be there for her through thick and thin, but who was she kidding. The minute she said the word baby and he was off like a shot, leaving her with not only an unborn baby to nurture and care for, but certain bills that needed to be paid as well, and the fact that she was only 21 made it worse for her, particularly from a family point of view, her Mother to be exact, whom she knew would disown her right away upon knowing about her sudden and unexpected pregnancy.

So she basically had no option but to fend for herself and for the innocent soul growing inside of her now. It was really the only thing keeping her alive right now because the thought of falling in love again was a thing of the past for her, that only happened in fairytales, she ridiculously reminded herself.

So there it is so far guys?? Would you like to see more??