Somewhat based on this episode:

Set during "Raised by Another" this is what happened before my fan fiction. Not an actual transcript, but I did take all the lines from the episode.(and yes I sat there watching this episode trying to catch every word, word for word!)

Disclaimer: I own nothing!


Claire wakes up screaming. Charlie tries to calm her down. She had a nightmare. She dug her fingernails ΒΌ inch into her hands.

Later that day, Claire sits writing in her diary, against a tree.

"Dear Diary, still on the bloody island. Today I swallowed...a bug...love Claire"

He always knew how to cheer her up.

"Claire, here," hands her a cup of tea, "what separates us from these savages yanks if we can't drink tea?... Feeling better?"

"It's just a dream."

"I have this dream...I'm driving a bus and my teeth start falling out,...my mum's in the back eating biscuits. Everything smells of bacon. It's weird. Of course, I don't wake up screaming."

"I'm alright Charlie."

"No. Of course you are. It's just,...I think about you...in this place...how hard it must be for you...without your family here and your friends, and I think 'we could be friends' I could be your friend.

Claire looks at him solemnly.

"We don't have to do each others hair or anything, I just mean that, you know, if you needed someone to talk to...I'm...here."

"Charlie." she looks unsure.

He nods his head. "Okay."

"I didn't mean that."

"It's cool Claire. It's cool." He stands up and leaves. She stays, looking sad.

That night, Claire wakes up again screaming, she had another nightmare, but in this one someone stabbed her. Charlie tries to calm her down again. Later he wraps a blanket around her. They both sit at the fire.

"You alright?" he asks, "Don't worry, if you want to close your eyes, I'll be here all night...I won't anything get to you... I won't leave you Claire, I promise."


Chapter 1: Start of my fanfic:

One night later...

"Hey Claire, how are you doing?"Charlie asks as he sits down next to her at the fire.

"Hey."she says quietly. "I'm fine."

He nods his head. "Good, that's good. Here," he hands her a blanket, "I brought my blanket, I thought you might need it." She takes it.

"Thanks Charlie...about the other day...I said I didn't...want to be friends...I'm sorry."

"No, don't be, I'm the one who should be sorry...sorry."

She smiles.

"Charlie...no...what I wanted to say was..."

"You know, it doesn't matter Claire...it's okay." he gets up. "Goodnight Claire."

"yeah...'night."

Charlie slowly walks into his tent. He grabs his guitar and starts to play a song. Claire gets up and walks past his tent. She stops when she hears a song with one particular word.

Inaudible at first:

"Hmmm la la la...hmmm

I love you Claire I really do

Please believe me for I cannot go on

With the words floating around

In my head like...oh bullocks"

"Charlie?" she waddles towards the tent.

"Claire?" he quickly hides his guitar, embarrassed.

She enters his tent, "Was that you?"

"Was that me...what?"

"Singing."

"Oh that...ummm yy..no"

"Really? Because it sounded just like you and no one el".

"Okay yes it was me."he said interrupting her.

She smiled. "Will you sing it to me?" she asked walking towards him.

"Oh I don't even...I didn't write it or anything...I just heard it?"

"Charlie, you did not hear that song from anywhere. I heard what you said." she said sitting down next to him.

"All of it?"

She nodded.

"Well that's embarrassing."

She laughs.

"No, Charlie, sing it to me...please Charlie?"

"...alright." he said finally sitting down.

He pulled out his guitar. He starts to play. Then starts to sing. About midway through the song she sits down next to him. Throughout the whole song she never let's go of his gaze. The song ends.

"There are you happy now?" he said putting his guitar away. Then he looks over at her.

"Yeah...thanks." she said brushing the hair out of his eyes. Claire leans in and then...

"Hey, Charlie? Are you in here?" someone asks as they enters his tent. They both turn to see Hurley.

"Oh hey sorry if I ugh...interrupted...?" Hurley said starting to back away.

"No no!" Claire said starting for the door. "It's fine Hurley, I was just leaving...I had to get some ugh..."

"Water! She had to get some water and I didn't want her to have to get it herself." Charlie interrupted excusing Claire from his tent. "So...here you go.." he said handing her a bottle.

"Thanks...bye Hurley...Charlie." she said leaving as quickly as she could.

"Bye." they answered in unison.

Once Claire was clear of sight. "So...what was that all about?" Hurley asked

"Ummm...like I said she needed water?"

"Sure."

"That's it Hurley, really."

"Oh I'm sure...", he said with a smile on his face, "goodnight Charlie". He said quickly.

" nnn...'night." Once Hurley left he fell back on his bed smiling. "Was she really going to kiss me?" He wondered what it would be like to kiss Claire. "Oh stop it, Charlie. She's pregnant. Like she would want to hang out with a drug...ex-druggie."

As Claire waddled back to her tent she was also thinking. "Was he really going to let me kiss him? What would have happened if Hurley hadn't come in? Would it have gone further then a kiss? No...no way. Not yet."


End of Chapter One.

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