AN: Yay, some more amazing reviews! You guys are all wonderful: anonymous, BollyKnickers, Charlotte Lewis, GGRox07, Jac Danvers, Joy Fraser, Lindsey, Nyx, Pao Halliwell, Shirebourn, Stargazer Sunrise, and TrueGirl. Love to you guys. I'm so glad that you all liked the last chapter, and all of your incredible reviews made me want to update today! I just wanted to say as well that I am very aware that the writers of Lost have said that, although they said in early season 4 that Charlotte was born in 1979, the writers actually imagined that she was born in 1970 – I do know this, I'm just ignoring it. :) Just think of Charlotte as the age she would be if she was born in 1979, because it may come into the fic in later chapters that she was born in 1979 not 1970. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, and enjoy this chapter! :)


The next morning, Charlotte woke up still in Daniel's arms, another wave of relief hitting her as she remembered that he was okay and safe next to her. She pushed herself up on her elbows and saw that he was awake, watching her with a smile. She grinned and leaned over, kissing him gently.

"I'm so glad you're okay, Dan. I was really worried about you." She told him between kisses. As their kiss intensified, Charlotte felt Daniel's hands wander up under her shirt and pulled away. "Dan, come on, I don't want you to hurt your arms." He kissed her again, one hand coming up to touch her cheek.

"You won't Char. It's only my arms, not my hands." He replied, and she laughed, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Not your hands, eh? You know, when you say something like that, I sometimes wonder what happened to the shy, introverted Daniel I meet back on that freighter." She teased.

"He met you." Daniel said, kissing her firmly and rolling them over. Charlotte laughed again.

"Well, I suppose…if you insist."

- - -

"So, Mr. Faraday, how are you feeling today?" The Doctor asked him, taking out some forms as Daniel sat down in the small back room.

"Fine, thank you." He said, and the Doctor smiled.

"Well, I'm glad. We actually only have four of the nine men who came in after the accident left here – the three who need to go to the mainland for their treatment, and one poor guy who escaped any radiation poisoning, but during the explosion he got a large shard of metal impaled in his abdomen, so we're going to have to operate on him sometime this week. He's going to most likely need a blood transfusion, so we're going to have to go round to everyone to see if we can get any blood donations." He told them as he unraveled the bandages on Dan's arms.

"I'll help. Give some blood, I mean." Charlotte said, and the Doctor looked at her gratefully.

"Are you sure? It'd really be a great help to us."

"Absolutely." She told him, and he left Daniel's bandages for a moment to turn towards the door.

"Jeff?" He called, and a younger man came to the door.

"Yes?"

"Could you take Mrs. Faraday and run a blood test for me?" He turned back to Charlotte. "We just need to do a test first; if you're not the same blood type as Mr. Hill then there will no point taking any blood from you. So we'll just take a small sample from you, run some tests later on today and then if you could come back here tomorrow then I can tell you whether we can use your blood or not." He said. He started to turn back to the other doctor, but looked back at her as though he had just had a thought. "Although…I don't suppose you know your blood type?"

"Umm…" Charlotte replied, and the Doctor waved a hand.

"It doesn't matter, most people don't. So, if you could just go with Jeff, so he can take a small blood sample, and you should be done about the same time as I finish doing your husband's bandages." Charlotte stood up, putting a hand on Daniel's shoulder briefly.

"See you in a minute." She told him with a smile as she followed the other man out of the door.

- - -

The next morning, Charlotte left Daniel at home to go in and help Amy with the sudden load of administration caused by the accident. Once news of the explosion at the Arrow had gone round a huge number of people were asking to leave the Island, especially families with children who were worried about another explosion or radiation blast. Despite Horace's best efforts to try and talk everyone into staying, a large number of people still wanted to leave, so Horace had reluctantly scheduled for the sub to come back to Island in less than two weeks. To try and counter the amount of people leaving, Amy was trying to organize some new recruits to come to the Island on the sub, but finding people to come out on short notice was proving a difficult task, and Charlotte was pleased to get away from the hectic atmosphere just after one o'clock to go down to the infirmary. When she got there, she found the Doctor sadly watching over the three men who were left there, having been moved into the main room so that they could be more easily monitored. When she came in, he turned to her.

"These are the three who'll be going back on that sub in two weeks. They tested positively for ASR; they were obviously a lot closer to the blast than your husband." He shook his head slight. "Now, anyway," he gestured to a door next to them. "Come through, we'll talk about your blood test." He lead her through the door, and she saw it was a small office. He sat down on one side of the desk, and after a moment she followed suit, sitting down opposite him. He picked up a few sheets of paper, looking at them for a second before addressing her.

"Now, Mrs. Faraday – may I call you Charlotte?" Charlotte smiled.

"Of course."

"Well, Charlotte, I have the results of your test here…"

- - -

As soon as she came in the door, Daniel came out into the hallway, obviously completely bored after spending half of the day sitting at home.

"Hey. How was your day?" He asked, putting a hand on her shoulder when she didn't reply immediately. "Charlotte? Is something wrong?" Charlotte blinked at him.

"Hmm? Sorry, I spaced out for a second. What did you say?" Daniel looked surprised, but repeated himself.

"I just asked how you day was. How was work?"

"Fine – busy, but fine."

"And what about the blood test thing? Did they take any of your blood to give the other guy."

"Oh, no." She replied.

"Weren't you the right blood type?" He asked, and was surprised when she drew away from him a little.

"Actually, I was. He just didn't want to take any of my blood." Daniel frowned.

"Why not?" She looked at him, biting her lip nervously.

"Because I'm pregnant."


AN: Well, hope you liked the chapter! I wasn't sure whether to put this in the story yet, but then, when I sat down to write this chapter, I put my iPod on, and you know what song came up? Knocked Up, by Kings of Leon. So I decided it was fate! :P Also, I'm sorry if everyone wanted a lengthy explanation about the accident at the Arrow - the truth is, I didn't really write it as a big plotline or anything, it was more just something to bring Dan and Charlotte together. Now, I said before I could either do a longer fic or a shorter – really, it'll be a longer fic with a few angsty chapters, or a shorter one that really is mainly fluff. It's up to you guys, I can write either. So, please keep reviewing everyone! :)