A/N: So, this is my first Charlie/Claire fic. This is my first LOST fic, too. :D I hope you enjoy it!

"They haven't found him yet?" Claire asked as Sun brought some food over to her.

She shook her head as she sat next to Claire and said, "I'm getting worried. They've been gone for a week. I just hope they come back."

"They will," Claire said reassuringly. They had to. Charlie was with them. She needed him; he had saved her baby. But that wasn't the only reason they had to come back. Jack, the only doctor, had gone with Sayid, Jin, John, and Michael. Sawyer stayed behind because of his gunshot wound. It wasn't bad, but it was enough to keep him at bay. Kate had gone in his place.

"Do you think they'll find Walt? I mean, that woman never found her child once it was taken," Sun said in near perfect English.

"I don't know. Those 'others' know the island better than they do." Claire picked up her plate of food and slowly started to eat it.

"Yes, they do." She looked out from Claire's cave to the paths that led to the cave. "I don't know why, but I feel they're getting closer."

Claire looked up at her. "Hopefully they are." After a long pause, she finished her food and stood up. "Sun, could you watch Aaron for me? I think I'm going to go take a bath."

Sun stood up. "Of course. Would you like me to go with you to stand guard?"

"Nah, it's all right. I'll ask Hurley."

She smiled at Claire and went to pick up the baby, who was stirring from his nap. She held the baby close to her and started to walk around the room.

As Claire was walking away, she stopped and said, "If he starts getting fussy, take him over to Sawyer. He'll know what to do."

Sun nodded and slightly bobbed the baby as she continued to walk.

Claire returned from the lake laughing at a joke Hurley told her. She waved at him before going to her cave. She searched in her bag for a brush but couldn't find one. After a few seconds, she reached for the bag Charlie left behind to find one. As she dug around the clothes, something fell out of his bag and onto the floor with a crash. She gasped and looked down at the broken Mother Mary statuette. Inside were little plastic balls with a brown powder in them. Bending down to pick up one of the balls, a sudden memory struck her.

"I used to be a heroin addict," Charlie said.

The ball quickly fell from her hands. She didn't even have to guess at what the brown powder was. It was heroin. He had a statue full of heroin balls. She wondered how long he had had it. It couldn't have been long, because he had told her his stash was gone.

Unless he had lied to her.

She quickly picked up the balls and placed them somewhere hidden. When he returned, she would confront him about it. She would never let him near her child again, no matter how many times he would save her or her son. He had a problem and she couldn't let him be around Aaron.

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A week later the statuette was still on the floor of her cave in pieces, and Claire was still angry. Every day she walked out of the cave and down to the beach in search of the group so she could give him a piece of her mind. As she was returning back to the caves, she heard what sounded like cheering. Perhaps they had rescued Walt and returned. She quickened her pace and entered the caves. There stood Jin hugging and kissing Sun, Jack and Kate checking up on Sawyer, Sayid hugging Shannon, but John and Michael seemed least excited to be back.

They had not found Walt.

She looked around for Charlie but didn't see him. Perhaps he had gone to her cave to look for her and Aaron. Luckily, Claire had been leaving Aaron with Sun or Sawyer every time she went out. She hoped he had found the broken Mary and was searching for his heroin. Without saying a word to the newly arrived crowd, she walked over to her cave and, as she had hoped, caught Charlie searching in every crevice for his drugs.

"What are you looking for Charlie?" she asked innocently.

He looked at her. "Where are they?" he responded.

Her innocent façade fell away to anger. "How dare you bring those things here? I thought you were clean, Charlie. I thought you had changed your life, but here you are searching for them. I can't believe you lied to me!"

"What are you talking about? I never lied to you!"

"You told me you were addicted to heroin but since we've been on the island you got clean. Well, what I found in your bag tells a very different story."

"I haven't even taken any yet!"

"Yet! You were thinking about taking those drugs with my baby around?"

Charlie winced. "I didn't mean that."

"No, you meant when Aaron and I were asleep you'd sneak out and get your little high. I can't believe I relied on you, Charlie. You're nothing but a junkie! You can't get over your addiction!"

"I can, Claire! I'm trying really hard. It was habit that made me take it. I just….I've been thinking about my life. Being Clean Charlie or being High Charlie. Two very different people."

"What would make you want to go back to that life?"

"I don't know! I've found out, that….when I was high, I had nothing. No one trusted me. No one wanted me. When I became clean, I had a lot more. The entire camp trusts me now. I have you and Aaron."

"No, Charlie. When you brought in that statue, you lost us," Claire said calmly. "Now get out."

Charlie was speechless. He hadn't even taken any of the drugs and yet she had already decided to kick him out. "Claire…"

"You want your stupid drugs!" she asked loudly as tears started form in her eyes. She reached into the side pocket of her bag and threw the balls of heroin at him. "There! Now GET OUT!"

Charlie picked up his bag and sadly walked out of the cave. He should have taken the statue with him in the first place. He had planned on destroying it when he returned, but she had discovered it before he could do anything. Everyone outside of the cave watched Charlie slowly walk away from the crowd and to a dark corner away from everyone else. He placed his bag on the ground and looked in it for something to sleep on.

On top of everything in his open bag was a small ball of heroin.

A/N: That's the first chapter! There will be more coming,I promise! Review, please!