A/N: Hi, this is my very first fanfic I wrote, and I decided to post it on my birthday. So please review!

Memory

Charlotte Lewis had trouble sleeping last night, just like the night before. It gave her a little time to think about these last week's events. She has only been on this bloody island for 8
days. At first, she was captured by a crazy bald man named Locke and his group. She was so relieved once she was returned safely in exchange of Miles, with Dan there to greet her arrival. She and Dan later went on a life or death mission to the Tempest...now that was a close one. She has a large bruise on her forehead from Juliet, but she and Dan are okay. Last night was scary though. An angry Korean guy confronted her, saying he'll break Dan's fingers if she didn't promise that to get his wife off the island. She had to comply; she doesn't want Dan to suffer the consequences. This isn't the only reason why she can't sleep.

She walked aimlessly along the beach, watching the fiery sun rise along the horizon. As she sat down, she wondered if this was the place, where she grew up. Her thoughts shifted from her childhood to how she got here, the freighter. She smiled at the memory of when she first met Daniel Faraday.

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When Charlotte first boarded the freighter, she thought she would become an outsider; after all, she wasan anthropologist. She thought she wouldn't make any friends. After reporting for duty, she was approached by a smirking Miles Straume.

"I know what you're hiding." he said. Charlotte's face went colorless.

"Hey, relax there, ummmmmm....."

"Charlotte", she replied smugly.

"Yeah, well 80% of us are lying about something." He muttered, and then he stalked off. He soon became a real pain in the ass.

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On the second day at sea, she was feeling better enough that she went up on deck for some fresh air. After gazing at the horizon for a few minutes, she turned to walk back inside. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a guy she knew as her team member (doing an experiment?), back right into Miles, nearly knocking him over.

"Watch it head case!" Miles grabbed the poor guy by the collar.

"Do you want me throw you in the damn ocean?" Miles shouted.

"N...n.....no." The man said faintly. Charlotte had enough. Why is Miles so hostile? She walked over and stomped his foot, Miles immediately dropped his victim to the deck.

"OW! What the hell was that for?" Charlotte shoved him and he fell hard on the wooden deck.

"We're supposed to be a bloody team! Go pick on someone else." Charlotte replied. Miles muttered something she couldn't hear and then limped off.

As she turned around, she bumped into the man whom she had just saved. They both tumbled to the deck.

As Charlotte sat up, she let out a loud groan and grabbed her throbbing head. "I'm...s-sorry. A...are you......okay?" the man slowly asked. He helped her to her feet and she almost stumbled over. Bloody hell, she thought.

"Oi, just a little woozy." Charlotte quickly replied.

"Ahh, well let's get you back to your room then okay?" Charlotte slowly nodded in reply.

When she got to her room, she flopped onto her bunk. Her room was so small, thank goodness she isn't claustrophobic. "Thanks for helping me out." Charlotte smiled as she gazed up towards the slender man standing in front of her. He was a few years older than her, so she thought. He had messy brown hair and deep brown eyes; He's kinda cute, she thought to herself.

"I should be thanking you for helping me." He slowly replied. "It was no problem; we are supposed to be a team, yeah?" Charlotte said casually. He slowly nodded in response.

"Uhhh, you're Faraday right?" Charlotte asked quizzically.

"Daniel.....Daniel Faraday, the physicist." He replied nonchalantly. "And you are?"

"Charlotte Lewis, the anthropologist." As she shook his hand and smiled, she then realized she had a friend.

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Daniel woke up just before sunrise and looked over to see Charlotte's empty bed. He sighed; this was the third time she just left in the middle of the night. He was guessing she couldn't sleep; maybe something was on her mind? He grabbed two mangos and a water bottle and set off down the beach to where he found Charlotte sitting in the sand looking out at the calm ocean.

"Hey, Char....is everything okay? You just...leave in the middle of the night." Daniel offered her a mango and water, which she took gingerly and he sat down next to her.

"Yeah, I just need time to think about what has happened this past while." She quickly changed the subject. "Do you remember when you first met me, on the freighter?"

"Yes, I...I owe you one for that." He smiled. For some reason he thought, this wasn't the first time they met. He pushed that thought out of his mind and curiously looked over at Charlotte. She was beautiful; wavy red hair, striking blue eyes, and all the little freckles she had on her pale face. She looked over at him, her eyes warm and a little smile formed at her lips.

"You don't owe me anything Dan. Thanks for bringing me breakfast by the way." She responded softly. He smiled her favorite smile and said "No problem...."

Tears suddenly came to her eyes when she thought about last night....how scared she was for Daniel. She didn't want him to hurt, that would just hurt her even more.

"Char....are you o-okay?" Daniel said hesitating. "Did someone...t-try to hurt you? I..."

"Not me, they....he..." She whispered as the tears spilled over onto her cheeks, she kept her mouth tightly shut as not to sob.

"Charlotte, its okay...what happened?" Daniel said as he wrapped his arms around her...trying his best to comfort poor Charlotte.

"He....he said..." Charlotte whispered.

"Its okay, it's okay." Daniel whispered as he stroked her hair. "I'm here, everything is fine..."

"No it isn't Dan." she said, her voice a little stronger. "The Korean guy....he wanted to....to...."

"What did he want to do?" Dan whispered, the alarm was present in his voice.

"He...wanted to hurt you, Dan. I...I lied and he knew!" she said, looking up at him. Then she felt burning tears escape from her eyes.

"Why would he want to do that? How do you know?" Daniel replied.

"Well Dan, I might as well say I know Korean." Charlotte started.

"What...how-" Daniel said.

"Hold on Dan, I'll explain later." She interrupted. "He caught me lying....he knew that I know Korean. He saw me listening to them talk about us. He said he would hurt you, break your fingers if I didn't tell the truth and agree to take his wife off the Island." Charlotte managed to say. Daniel felt her pain as he hugged her close. They stayed silent for what seemed like hours until Daniel finally broke the silence.

"Charlotte, you must be tired....let's get you back to camp." Daniel said as he slowly helped Charlotte onto her feet. As they headed back to camp in the late afternoon, Daniel thought this scenario seemed familiar. Sort of like the first time he met her on the freighter.

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The second day on the Kahana was almost just the same as the first for Daniel; experiments, bad food, writing equations, more experiments........

It was late morning so he decided to go do a quick experiment out on the deck. As he opened his berth's door, he did a quick check to see if Miles was there...he isn't his favorite person on this boat. Why is he so hostile? Dan thought to himself. He gathered his equipment from his crate and headed up on deck.

After an unsuccessful experiment, Dan decided to write the results down in his journal for future reference. Damn it, he thought, this should be working. As he was backing away from the railing, he bumped into Miles and nearly knocked him over.

"Watch it head case!!" yelled Miles, he grabbed him by the collar and shook him hard. "Do you want me to throw you in the damn ocean?!"

"N...n.....no." he finally answered. This is it he thought, I'm going for a swim. He was too busy thinking what to do and didn't hear footsteps behind him. Next thing he knows, he lands on the hard wooden deck. He groaned, and a pain shot up his arm as he rolled over. He's not paying attention when he got up and promptly bumped into someone. He looked over to see the person who saved him lying a foot away. She was pretty with long, curly red hair...She's prettier than Theresa, he thought to himself.

"I'm...s-sorry. A...are you......okay?" he asked slowly, tripping over his words. He held out his hand to her and helped her up. She nearly fell over but he grabbed her.

"Oi, just a little woozy." she replied with a familiar accent. She sounds a lot like her too. She looked up at him with the most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen. They were a bright blue, almost changing like the ocean. That was his new favorite color.

"Ahh, well let's get you back to your room then okay?" Dan finally managed to say. She slowly nodded and they walked down to her berth, which was just across from his. Once they got there safely, she collapsed on her bunk. She gestured for him to sit down, and he carefully sat at the end of her bunk. He was trying to slow down all the thoughts swirling around in his head so he could at least pay attention to what's around him.

"Thanks for helping me out." She said, looking over at him with a bright smile. Much prettier than Theresa. "I should be thanking you." he replied. "It was no problem; we are supposed to be a team, yeah?" she said with a casual shrug. Dan slowly nodded. Right, right he thought. His thoughts were broken two seconds later.

"You're Faraday right?" she asked him quizzically. He wonders what she's heard about him, mad scientist he thought. "Daniel.....Daniel Faraday." he replied. He can't believe he can remember his name after all that's happened. "And you are?"

"Charlotte Lewis, the anthropologist." she smiled and shook his hand firmly. Maybe this will be different, he thought. But there was just something about her that seemed familiar to him. Have we met before?

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When they got back to their tent, Daniel said she should get some rest. She lay down on her makeshift bed, but didn't close her eyes.

"Daniel, I can't sleep." Charlotte said worriedly. "I don't want you to get hurt...."

"Shhhhhh....Charlotte......" Daniel said as he pulled her close to him. She curled up next to him and her breathing slowed until she was serenely sleeping, her fingers entwined with his. "Everything's fine Charlotte." Daniel slowly whispered into her ear, though she was fast asleep in his arms. "Everything is fine."

A/N 2: This is just a bit of the whole story I wrote and I can continue upon request.