Summary: Claire goes to see Boone. Post: White Rabbit.
Characters: Claire, Boone.
Pairings: Claire/Boone friendship.
Distribution: lost-forum
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Boone Carlisle stared out into the endless, sparkling ocean as the sun started to rise on the horizon. His fingers flexed around his knees, which were hugging his chest.
"Hi there."
He glanced up swiftly, startled by the voice. Claire slumped down in the sand beside him, smiling wanly.
"Uh, hi," he replied awkwardly as his intense gaze swept over her pregnant form. She turned to face him and met his eye curiously.
"What's wrong?" she asked curiously while she traced patterns in the sand between them.
"Didn't figure anyone wanted to talk to me," Boone replied mournfully. Claire shrugged.
"Well, even though you did the wrong thing by stealing the water, you did help me, so I suppose we're even," Claire reasoned. Boone groaned.
"You sound like my nanny," he complained playfully. Claire grinned.
"You say that like it's a bad thing," Claire shot back, thoroughly enjoying their playful banter. Boone's smirk turned into a wistful smile which made Claire's eyes narrow. "Did I say something wrong?" Boone glanced at her worried face.
"No, of course not," he insisted, attempting to smile brighter, but it didn't work very well. In fact, if anything, his smile seemed more flat.
"Look, Boone, I may not know you but if you ever wanted to, you know, talk, I'm here. Alright?" Claire offered. Boone nodded silently. "Your not alone." With that, Claire pushed herself upright and stumbled to her feet. "I should get back to the medical tent before they notice I left. I'll see you later."
Boone stared after the blonde girl, watching her hips sway like the waves.
"See you later."