"While I'm gone, don't worry about me." Charlie said as Claire gazed into his eyes. She could feel the tears in her eyes, making her nose hurt. She couldn't cry, not now. She had to show him she was strong and not as vulnerable as she felt. They both leaned in for what would be their last kiss. Claire looked back at him, there was sadness in his eyes. It was clouding the usually brightness of them.
"Wha--." Claire was cut off by Desmond.
"Charlie, we had better go." he said. Charlie looked back at Claire and lifted his hand as some sort of small goodbye. Claire did the same. Kate came over and told here that it was time to go. Claire nodded, picked Aaron up and walked off. Oblivious to the ring that Charlie had left Aaron. She looked back once and saw the boat leaving. Finally, the tears welled up and spilled over. She had no choice but to cry.
"I love you, Charlie." she whispered, as a small, last goodbye.