A quick Alex/Carl Karl? drabble I did after the finale. They're the cutest. Almost makes me not as angry at the producers/writers for not killing off Jack - who sucks.
Disclaimer: If I owned Lost, we'd know why Walt is still hanging around the island! And if Walt is really Jacob... dun, dun, dun...
He nodded to the woman's direction as she sat down beside him. Now it was the wait. To see what would happen, to get confirmation of the rescue.
He shuffled to make room for her on the rock. "So that's your mother huh?"
She bit her lip, and gave him an anxious look. "Yeah"
He gazed over at the woman again – military looking, hard, determined eyes. "She looks like you."
Alex smiled. "Yeah, I guess she does."
She put a hand on his knee and looked to where her father was tied to the tree. It was an odd family reunion… but she supposed she couldn't have expected anything different.
"She's not going back… and neither am I." Alex said at last.
He gazed out over the horizon. He knew no other home. He knew no other family but her.
"Then I'm not going anywhere too." Carl said at last, pulling her in to him, and kissing the top of her head, while glancing at her father.
He knew what he would do to him if he stayed, but right now, tied to that tree… Ben couldn't do a thing. Carl wore the grin of a winning man.
No matter what happened from here, there was still at least a shred of hope for the future for him and Alex.
Alex's mother's eyes had a warm look to them, as he caught her glance, shifting his eyes away from Ben's. Carl knew he'd be accepted by her and even if he only felt this for this moment, until Ben caught up to him and did what he'd always threatened to do – Carl would be alright with it.
Because nothing could be better than right now.
