Author's Notes: Thanks to Invision once again. :) This is in Claire's point of few and takes place six weeks after the events of "Brother's Keeper". Title came from the song It Matters To Me by Faith Hill.

It Matters to Me
By: LOSTwitch

It's been nearly six weeks after Kevin's second death. I still can't believe that he is gone. Again. He had been dead for a year and to see him again, I couldn't believe it. Well, it wasn't really him but then again it was. He used Darien's body as a host so we could get the info we needed to get the gland out of Darien's head. At first I didn't really believe it was him but then
when I looked into the eyes, I knew it was him.

"Hey Keep." a voice said, interrupting my thoughts. It was Darien.

"Hello Darien." I replied with a sly smile. "How are you?"

"Good just came in, you know the whole shot thing."

"All right, well, you know the drill. Sit down." I say.

He does, and I get the niddle with the congentrant.

"Hand me you're arm"

He does and I gave him the shot and it was done. "There we go." As I look up our eyes meet.

I was hoping to see Kevin, but it was just Darien. I could see pain in Darien's eyes. Something must be wrong. I had a feeling it was about Kevin. He would never admit it though. Darien hasn't said anything about Kevin since that whole mess happened.
He didn't like any of us to talk about Kevin either. Every now and then though Bobby would mention him but Darien would just change the subject or walk away from it. I had tried to comfort him once or twice but I stopped myself cause I knew he would just ignore it.

As I continue to look into his eyes, I can see he's trying to tell me something. I don't know what though, maybe that everything will be okay, when in truth we all know it's not. Okay, I can't stand this much more. I finally turn quickly away and put up the niddle. I here him sigh. I want to ask him if everything is okay but I stop myself. Now, there is silence, and he still remains sitting.

What do I do? I ask myself. Then I pretend to file some papers so maybe he will leave. Do I want him to leave?

Claire stop thinking like this. I say to myself. You know Darien could never be like Kevin. Darien and Kevin are completely different people but then again they are brothers. Some things they do have in common but not a lot.

I can feel him eyeing me. Now what do I do? Do I turn back around or do I continue "working?" For some odd reason I feel like crying. Why? I can feel the tears fill my eyes, but I hold them back.

"Darien." I suddenly say with my back still turned, and my voice starting to get a little shaky. I hope he didn't notice.

"Uh?" he asks.

"I have a lot of work to get done so could you --"

"Leave?" replies Darien, cutting me off. He pauses and says, "Sure no problem."

He gets up and starts to leave. I turn around to watch him. He's now at the door. Let him go Claire, I say to myself.

"Darien." I call out. "Wait." Just to make sure.

He stops and turns around. "Yeah?"

I look at him once more. Our eyes once again meet. Still Darien.

"Never mind." I say quickly.

Darien nods and he turns to go, and this time I let him go. The tears that I had fought back, I can't fight anymore. There streaming down my face. How am I going to handle this?