Title: Storm
Fandom: LOST (AU)
Characters: Daniel, Charlotte
Pairing(s): Daniel/Charlotte
Prompt: #65 Passing (for varietypack100)
Rating: PG


Word Count: 320
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: "The Storm is raging over them, threatening to take everything away from him."


"Charlotte…Charlotte, stay with me!" Daniel begged, and her bloodshot, tearful eyes, focused on his face, a small scared smile crossing her lips. He took her hand in his and she squeezed his fingers, her eyes closing and a few more tears sliding down her cheeks. Daniel's breathing became more ragged as he grew even more desperate, frantically searching his brain for some hint of what he should do.

To his horror, he suddenly heard the familiar whirring sound, and the startling white light started building over the skyline. Like a storm raging over them, one he knew would end everything between them he'd been hoping for since he met her on the freighter. He gripped her hand tighter as her face creased in terrified anticipation.

Before the drilling pain in his head could start, however, the light disappeared and the noise stopped. He opened his eyes, and found hers staring back at him, her expression one of complete surprise. A smile tugged at his lips and he reached out and puts a hand on her cheek, moving it up to her forehead and pushing her hair out of her eyes; she was still here, and he couldn't quite believe it. She pushed herself up on her elbows, her eyes filled with confusion.

"It's gone. My headache, it's gone," she said simply, a disbelieving smile stretching across her face as she sat up properly, reaching up to touch her nose. "And my nose: it's not bleeding anymore." she looked at him, eyes shining hopefully as she let out a shaky laugh. "Has it stopped? The light, it stopped. Is it over?"

"I… I don't know." he told her honestly, "It might be that, if we have indeed stopped moving, then—" he was cut off by Charlotte pressing her lips against his, winding her arms around his neck, and he couldn't say that he minded not being able to finish his sentence.

The storm was fading, passing, and they'd made it.


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