Meganfitz: Yeah, I thought it was about time Claire got some proof so that she could ger rid of any little doubt about Charlie telling the the truth. It kind of gives them a clean slate. I really like putting Sawyer and Claire together for some reason, probably becaise they'er exact oposites. I wish I could see the dance! And I'd also love to see Sawyer pantamoing the "alarming trend".

TheLovelyNatalieRose: lol. I know, my stories get a little to fluffy somtimes, which is why I tried to throw in some comedy with the other cast aways like Sawyer and Sun to help even it out a bit. I wish I could have found some way to throw a topless Sawyer in here for you, but its just Claire and Charlie. I'll do my best to have him naked in my next story as much as posible.

Clear

Later that night, Charlie and Claire sat in their tent. The medicine had made Charlie's headache and his dizziness go away, all that was left now were a few aches and pains, which Claire was working on. Charlie arched his back as her hands worked his bare shoulders, his skin glowing in the light of a near bye candle.

"Your amazing" He mummered softly, a dazed grin across his face as he felt his muscles relax. "I know" Claire replied with a giggled, putting a little more pressure behind her hand movements.

"No really, your..your extraordinary" He continued, leaning forward as her hands began to work their way down.

"Magnificent. A goddess, a muse, a inspiration" He babbled on, the series of compliments rolling off his tongue. "And inspiration for what?" Claire questioned, a suggestive hint in her voice.

"Your better then Jesus" Charlie confirmed, ignoring her comment and letting out a sigh as her hands pressed against the small of his back, skillfully untying the knots that had formed there from being thrown around the hatch. Claire smiled in response to her raise, placing a soft kiss on his shoulder as a thank you.

"Lay down" She instructed, whispering in his ear, her breath tingling against his skin. It was a warm night and the humidity filled her tent, causing sweat beads to form on their skin. Charlie leaned forward, crossing his arms under the pillow before him so Claire could have better access to the muscles in his back.

"I can't thank you enough for letting me back. For taking care of me." He continued, feeling as if he was almost talking to himself. Claire looked up curiously, wondering where the sudden need for praise had come from.

"I know you can't admit it yet, but I've known it all along. I love you so much" He explained, a sober seriousness in his words as he spoke, his eyes clear and defiant, the words flooding from his lips and crashing against her ears like a great big tsunami.

"You and Aaron, your the closet thing I've ever had to a real family. I can't even explain the feeling I get when I'm holding him or when I'm any where near you" He sounded almost upset, and Claire couldn't tell by the sound of his voice if he was actually sad about something, or if he was simply overjoyed.

"Charlie" she spoke softly, sliding off him and tilting her head to the side as she lifted his chin so that he was facing her, surprised to see tears in his eyes.

"I never thought that a person like you actually could exist. Your a miracle, Claire. You've saved my life in more ways that I can count. Your my bloody redemption" He explained, holding her hand tightly in his as he rolled onto his back, staring up at her.

Claire looked down for a moment, overwhelmed by what he was saying. His words echoed in her ears, filling her body until every inch of her was packed with a sense of love, one stronger then she ever thought conceivable.

"Charlie" She whispered, placing her hand against his cheek as she leaned forward, inches away from his face. "I love you" her words spilled over her lips and onto his, the taste of her sweet breath along with the sound of her angelic voice filling his ears making his heart stop for a split second.

The kiss he gave her then was more then a simple sign of affection. It was more then a habit. More then an apology. More then a mind blowing high. It was past any intoxication or sensation he'd ever experienced.

It was a kiss that made the world stop spinning, pausing in aw as mouth curved against hers, fitting perfectly as if their lips were pieces of a puzzle that finally were able to form an image. An image so beautiful it would make angles weep and the devil join rehab.

This was a kiss to end all kisses, to end all wars, starvation, death. A kiss that was capable of achieving world peace. A kiss capable of doing anything. This was the kiss they spoke about in books, the kind you saw in the movies.

The kind no one believed existed. But it was real as the sweat on their skin, the tears in their eyes or the hair on his face.

There was no point to analyze it. To search for some hidden meaning. There was no secret code, no reading between the lines. There was no need to explain it, because for once in their lives, everything, everything was clear.

The End

Alright everyone, thats the end of this one. I hope you all enjoyed it. I know I sure did. I'll already working on another fic, and knowing it me it may very well be up later today, so keep an eye out. I love you all! Thanks for reading!