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Claire POV

From the moment I understood who Quil was, I liked him. Not in the relationship way, but like a big brother, he's always been there for me. When I first met him I was two years old, and I can't really remember it. I was also unable to realize how much commitment he was capable of. I grew up under the impression the he was just always going to be there. Or here, in my life, for that matter. The first time my epiphany began to form was when I was five; a boy was picking on me at the playground because he wanted to play on the swings…

…"GIVE ME THE SWING!" the boy shouted. I burst into tears and attempted to slow down the swing to get off because, well, he was at least six or seven and A LOT bigger than me.

As I tried to slow down-the swing and my sobs-I suddenly felt myself wrenched from my seat and thrown into the sand.

"Finally…" the boy said exasperated, he said something else but I couldn't really hear him over my own renewed sobs and the sand in my ears. I pushed myself up from the ground, taking a second to understand which way was up, and started to amble away. I looked up still unable to collect my thoughts when I se Quil appear out of nowhere.

"Quilly!" I yelled running over to him. I was still a little shaky though and tripped before reaching him. I felt his warm arms reach me before the ground did. Once I was in his arms, cradled against his chest, I started to cry again.

"Shhh Claire…shhh, don't worry your fine now…"Quil said, and I did feel better.

Whenever Quil was around I was always happy, this time was no exception.

"Quilly, can we go find mummy?" I said quieting my sobs and breaking into a toothy grin.

"Sure thing, and then we can grab some ice-cream" he said breaking into his own grin, "Just don't tell your mom you had some until after you eat it." I quickly agreed and he carried me home. As we walked to my house I suddenly realized the ground was shaking and Quil was with it, which meant I was shaking because I was in his arms.

"Quilly…there's an earthquake…"

No answer.

"Quilly?"

"Ya?" He said, his voice detached and strained.

"It's shaking…"

"Oh!" He shouted quickly putting me down. We were outside my front gate now so I didn't mind. I looked up and saw mummy coming out the front door.

"Quil, Are you ok?" My mummy asked worry creasing her forehead

"Ya, I just need a minute." he said stepping away from me and taking deep breaths. I realized it wasn't the ground shaking, now that I was on it, but it was Quil.

"Quil, why are you shaking?" I asked, a little afraid. He told me it was because he was angry that he was shaking.

"Oh…Are you mad at me?" I asked. Of course he was angry; I'd gone off by myself to the park when I wasn't supposed to.

"Oh God, Claire no, I could never be mad at you. I'm just angry that I couldn't be there sooner to help you." he said now completely still, he looked so pained that I ran to him

"It's ok Quilly, I forgive you, I'm just glad you came." I said giving him a big hug.

"Claire, I'll always come if you need me, don't worry." He said seriously. And I didn't doubt that because I knew he would….

…Yup, that's when I knew he would always be around to be my Big Brother. But when I turned 12 he became, well my Best Friend.

Hey people, this is the first part of Claire and Quil, next chapter to come: Quil is her best friend...and she finds out one of his secrets...