A/N: Just a little fluff I wrote at school, I was just wondering how a wedding would happen on the island. Not intended to be a serious story!

I have to set the scene for you because this story takes place 3 years after the crash of Oceanic flight 815. Claire's baby Aaron is now 3 years old and Jin and Sun have had a new baby girl called Soo, who's 1. There have been no new deaths since episode 9 of season 2, I have only seen that far as I am watching Lost on DVD. Everyone now lives in the caves.

Chapter One

"Mummy! Mummy! Wake up! Me wanna swim!"

This was what Claire woke up to most mornings in her new cave, renovated by Sayid and Michael. Now that Aaron was walking and talking she was never bored. It was hard for her, bringing up a 3-year-old boy on an island without all of the mod cons, but she had been managing, with the help of Charlie of course. She felt that Aaron needed a male influence in his life, and Charlie seemed the perfect person to do it. Charlie was over the moon with his new role of godfather to Aaron.

Claire groaned and opened her eyes to the sight of her son's face about an inch from hers, his hair spiky and a bit of mashed banana on his nose. Lovely. She pushed herself up on one arm, and saw Charlie, fully dressed, holding a cup of herbal tea.

"Morning!" he grinned, "Fancy a cuppa eh?"

Claire nodded, "I could do with some real tea, or coffee, I need caffeine!" she laughed. "Mr Turnip Head was jumping about like a crazed druggie last night because I promised him a swim this morning; I should just stop opening my mouth near him!"

Aaron jumped up from Claire's sleeping bag and ran over to Charlie. Claire noticed he wasn't wearing any clothes. Trust Charlie to come in, make tea and breakfast but forget to dress Aaron. Oh well, he was going swimming anyway. Claire had had a bit of a problem finding clothes for Aaron when he was a baby because no one on the flight seemed to have baby clothes. Now at 3 though, the supply was a bit more plentiful.

"Charlie! Charlie take me swim!" shouted Aaron, and threw himself at Charlie's legs. Charlie laughed. " Sorry little man, gotta go wash me clothes, I'm getting a little stinky!"

Claire was pleased that Aaron and Charlie got on so well. At the beginning she had felt a little resentful that Charlie could keep Aaron quiet, but now she was grateful for some time alone.

Later on that day, Claire took Aaron down to the lake for a swim. As small as he was, he could already swim, as Charlie had taught him. It gave Claire peace of mind that he was safe near water, accidents happen so easily, as Rose had told her. While Aaron swam, Claire washed her long blonde hair in the running waterfall. She could make out a figure coming towards her through the stream of water but she couldn't quite see whom it was.

"Hello?" she called

"Hey Mr Turnip Head!" came a male voice. Charlie, of course. Who else would come to see her?

"Hey Charlie," she called, and pushed through the leaves the waterfall. She was wearing only a kaftan and with her long wet hair she looked amazing. This made Charlie even more nervous about what he was going to ask her.

"Hey, do you think you could ask Sun to look after Mr Turnip Head this evening?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah, sure, why?"

"I was wondering, would you like to go on a little walk this evening, you know, like we used to?" Claire remembered back to when she was pregnant with Aaron and smiled. They used to have so much fun together.

"Yeah, OK," Claire smiled.

A huge grin lit up Charlie's face. He put on a deep chauffeur type voice and said, "I'll pick you up at 7," Claire giggled.

"Whatever you say sir!"

"See you then," said Charlie and turned away into the bushes.

A/N: Please review and tell me if you want more!