A/n: this is my first fanfic. i could continue it, (if i get good reveiws) so please read and tell me what you think!
She sat there, staring at the opposite wall of the caves, her hands resting on the bulging stomach that held the unborn child. She was trying desperately to remember anything about the crash or the past month on the island, but nothing came it was a blur of fog resting on the edge of her mind. Charlie walked into the caves, it was her second day back and he was ecstatic. It was great to have her back, but it wasn't like he had imagined. He had thought she would rush back to him after seeing him "dead" and hanging there, thanking god that he was alive but she didn't. She only sat there, against the wall, like she was waiting for something new to happen. Charlie sat down next to her, and put his hand on her shoulder, her heart leapt, and he felt her shiver. It was as if her heart remembered her feelings for him but her mind didn't.
"Hey" Charlie whispered
silence
"How are you feeling" he tried again
silence
"I brought you something that might help you remember" he said handing her the blue covered journal.
She took it and looked up at him, and he saw the pain in her eyes as he looked into the depths of the blueness. It was only for a moment before she looked back down at the journal in her hands and then back at the wall, staring at its emptiness.
"Well I leave you to read it in private" he said as he walked out of the caves.
Out on the beach people looked at him with pity, as if they knew the pain he was going through. He knew they didn't. Maybe Lucy was right, maybe I was never supposed to be able to take care of anyone. I obviously couldn't take care of Claire, she's in shambles now because of my stupidity, because of my inability to care for her, to keep her safe. He went on thinking like this while walking on the beach looking at the numerous fire set up for signals. He was heading back to the caves to check on Claire again, when he saw a movement in the bush. And then the figure of a woman walking towards him crying, she moved towards him as fast as she could with her enormous belly. He ran towards her scared that something had happened.
"I remember peanut butter" she whispered when she reached him.
"It was imaginary peanut butter actually" he said through his tears
She laughed, and he hugged her.
"I m so glad to have you back" he said holding her shoulders at arm's length. "Even if you don't know who I am anymore, we can start over, ill tell you anything you want to know, anything."
"You know your the first one to actually look at me, to look me in the eyes, to see me with out feeling sorry, thank you for that."
"Your welcome."
