A/N: Another LOST story, but who could get tired of LOST? This takes place before Ethan was killed and might not follow the plot of the show in later chapters but I'm not sure.

Disclaimer: I do not own LOST. I know most of us wish we did but there is a slim chance that could happen(well at least to me)

The waves steadily crashed against the shore. Most would think the sound of crashing waves was soothing but this was so annoying to the survivors on the island. They heard the sound repetitivly. It was like the ticking of a clock and it seemed almost in time. Claire sat down on the beach, watching the waves. She didn't know why no one watched them. It was all new to her. She didn't remember anything. She didn't remember watching the waves or the plane crashing. She didn't remember even being captured. All she remembered was the plane. Charlie tried his hardest to get her to remember but right now he seemed to be out of it. He just seemed to give up on her. She didn't needed his help anyway, well at least she thought she didn't. Her blonde hair blew slightly in the gentle breeze. The breeze wasn't the best thing since they were on an island. Claire felt as if she was being watched. Ever since she came here, she did. She figured it was Charlie but why didn't he just talk to her? Claire gave a sigh and stood up slowly. She slowly moved up to the caves. There sat Charlie, drawing or writing something on salvaged paper. Claire sat down beside him.

"Hello Charlie," Claire said, looking at him with a smile.

"Uh... hey Claire," Charlie said, not looking up.

"Whatcha doing?" Claire asked as she leaned over to look.

"I'm drawing. It's a plan."

"What for?"

"To kill Ethan."

"The man who captured me?"

"Yeah, the man who bloody captured you."

"Oh... well what do you plan to do?"

"Kill him. What else?"

Claire sighed. She wasn't going to get anything else out of him. She stood up and Jack came up to you.

"How is everything going?" Jack asked. "Remember anything?"

"Not really. I just feel really pregnant."

"You should be due soon," Jack said as he walked away.

Nobody really talked to her. Everyone avoided her. After all, Ethan wanted her. The only person who would talk to her was Charlie. He wasn't doing much of that right now. Claire laid down on her sheets. She closed her eyes.

Soon, she woke up. She couldn't sleep very well. She guessed it was because of the baby. Charlie still sat there. She walked over to him.

"Do you want to walk with me?" she asked him.

"Nah... I have to plan this," he said, not looking up.

"Is this all you do?"

"Huh?" he asked not really paying attention.

"Do you just plot revenge?"

"No... but he..."

"I don't need you to defend me right now! I'm fine. That man is not attacking is he? No! Just leave me alone with this!" Claire yelled and Charlie looked up at her as she stormed into the forest.

"Claire! Wait!" Charlie said, scrambling up.

He followed after her, which was not very hard to do. He grabbed her arm. She tried to wriggle free but she couldn't get out of his grip. It was like a death grip. She looked into his eyes.

"You can't go out here! Ethan..." Charlie started.

"What about me?" a voice said as a man walked into the area.

"Ethan..." Charlie growled.

"Long time. I thought you were dead, Charlie. And look who's with you. Who would have thought?" the man sneered.

"Is this what it was like?" Claire whispered.

"What do you mean?" Charlie whispered back.

"Terrifying."

"Yeah. Bloody terrifying, love," Charlie replied.

They stood close to each other as Ethan advanced on them.

A/N: I hope this is alright. Hopefully it will get better. It just popped into my mind and I'm a little tired so it might drag a bit. Well anyway, please RR!