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A/N: This is going to be a short fic, about my favourite Lost characters not dying lol.
"Charlotte, you have to hold on"
The red head coughed and tried her hardest to be brave, it felt futile.
"Dan…"
Her voice cracked as more blood spilled from her lips.
"Stay with me its going to be ok." he tried to reassure her and himself.
"I've got a plan. When…when we were back at the hatch I talked to Desmond. I told him to find my mother. She can help us, Charlotte. She will help us." he stroked her hair back.
"What's that noise?" Charlotte furrowed her brow.
"What noise?"
"I can hear a noise, is it real? I don't know." she sobbed half to herself and half to Daniel.
Daniel sat back and listened closely, he could hear something too now. "It's a helicopter!"
He looked up through the canopy and spotted it.
"Come on, its Frank, its landing over there, we need to go." Daniel grabbed the bags.
"It might be dangerous." she objected between heavy breaths. "Keamy."
"We have to risk it." he shouted, fear in his eyes as he glanced back and forth.
Charlotte got to her feet but fell backwards as she lost all balance and even more blood.
"I can hardly move!" she sobbed in desperation.
Daniel knelt down beside her and lifted her arms so they were around his neck, he heaved her up. "Just promise me you will hold on."
"literally or figuratively?" she tried to joke to calm him.
"Heh, both okay." she felt him shake with nerves as he started to run, it wasn't easy as he almost tripped.
Daniel hitched her up higher and thundered onwards.
"I'm too heavy." she wept out, "just go, I'll be fine."
"No...no way, I'm going to get you somewhere safe, I promise!" he panted.
Her head lolled backwards as her mind reeled.
"Charlotte! Charlotte! Come on just hang on…please."
He broke through into the clearing and was greeted by the helicopter.
"Daniel?" asked the pilot as he struggled with the shackle restraining him. "How did you get here?"
"Frank!! You have to help me!!"
Frank sat in front of him frozen with shock, "What's wrong with her?"
"She's dying, we need to get as far away from the island as possible!!"
Frank had never seen Daniel so terrified, it was frightening to see the usually mild mannered physicist close to a full blown panic attack.
"I don't want to die, I don't…Hey Frank, they have that pie you are so fond of in the canteen today, better hurry if you want some…Dan, it hurts!"
Frank stared at her with a confused expression, "Where are the others?"
"I don't know, Frank now we have to go!" Daniel lay Charlotte in helicopter, he emptied the contents of his bag until he found his hand gun.
Frank's eye's widened, as he aimed the gun at the chain of the handcuffs.
"Woohhh, you sure about that?" the bullet had been fired before he even finished his sentence.
Miraculously Daniel hit his target and freed Frank. He did as he was told and climbed in the front. Daniel climbed up and checked on Charlotte.
The sound of the whirling blades distorted what she was saying, he held her close and clung to every single beat of her heart. As more blood escaped from her nose, Daniel shouted to Frank to hurry. He knew he could not hear him.
By the time they made it back to the freighter the bleeding had stopped, but Charlotte had lost consciousness. Daniel hoped with every fibre of his body that he had gotten her out of the radius in time.
Frank came around to help him.
"You going to tell me what's going on?" he asked as he supported Charlotte on one side while Daniel took the other.
"Charlotte got very sick, I need to get her away from that Island."
"Is she going to be okay?" Frank tried to hold her up but lost his hold as Daniel buckled at the knees and swept her into his arms.
"I don't know…I just don't know." He pressed a desperate kiss to her forehead.
Frank wondered what exactly had happened between the two of them since he had left them on the island.
Daniel seemed to suddenly regain control of himself. "Frank, you need to go back, back to exactly the spot you were at before. Very…very important, so go back ok."
The slight Physicist cradled the unconscious, blood smothered anthropologist as he turned on his heel.
"What are you doing?"
"I can't change anything." he said to himself, clearly conflicted, "Frank, there is a bomb on board. Save as many people as you can."
"Dan, are you serious?!!" Frank ran his hand through his hair. "Where are you going?"
"You heard me, a bomb, the boat is going to blow so I have to take her away from here. Frank do you understand me." There was such a pained look in his eyes that Frank just gave a nod, he usually couldn't understand a word Daniel said but right now his meaning was quite clear. His first and only concern was saving Charlotte.
"Back to where I was, right?"
Dan nodded as he rushed away to grab supplies, he stuffed as much as he could into his bag. Sayid had already taken the Zodiac so he had to settle for one of the inflatable emergency rafts.
He had very little time to think his plan through, they needed to be far away from the boat.
He could have lied and tricked Frank into flying them away, but that would have been wrong and selfish. As he looked down at Charlotte he felt a pang of regret, he should have done it anyway.
No one paid him any attention as he clambered into the emergency raft and pushed away from the boat.
Charlotte now lay perfectly still in the raft.
The hours passed in horrendous silence until Daniel could no longer see the freighter or the island.
When it finally happened he had to do a double take, Charlotte's eyes were open.
"Charlotte, hey, can you hear me?"
"Yeah, Dan I'm so tired." she stayed still, her voice escaping in a rasp.
"But you are alive, that's…that's all that matters."
Charlotte gave a weak smile and reached for his hand, he squeezed hers in return.
Her eyes drifted shut again, her hand still in his.
Daniel felt triumphant, he had stolen her from death. In another life, another time even, things could have been so different. The very thought of her body devoid of life made him feel sick to his stomach.
The relief that came with each steady breath she took was overwhelming. However, Daniel was aware that they weren't free from danger just yet.
Technically they were now lost at sea, the sun was still high in the sky.
Daniel took a water bottle from his bag and helped Charlotte to drink.
He then took off his ruined shirt and used it to clean the blood off of her face and neck.
"My headache has gone, by the way." she murmured.
Daniel felt euphoria sweep his whole body, tears streamed down his face as he fought back laughter. It was a bizarre feeling he had never experienced before.
"You alright, Dan?" she asked as she forced herself up on to her elbows.
He nodded between erratic sobs as he tried to get a grip. He wanted to hold her so badly but before he could make a motion to do so, she pointed out to the horizon.
"It's a boat, look over there. How did we end up out at sea? We were in the jungle?"
Daniel glanced over his shoulder, she was right, there was a boat.
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