Family Reunion

Rating: PG-13 for Drug Use and Language

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters or anything, just the plot.

Summary: "If you're not in this band, then what the bloody hell use are you?" What if Charlie wasn't the only Pace member on that fateful flight?

A/n: This chapter is going to be short. It is mainly filler. After this there are 2 more chapters left, and I wanna get this story done before I leave for vacation on the 5th of December… and I have it almost done!! Sorry for the shortness. Chapter 6 is the most anticipated chapter ever.

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"Six Feet Under"

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My ran slowed down to a walk. It had taken me a while to realize that I was causing the rustling. I really wasn't as scared as I should have bee. I was actually quite relaxed.

Sure I didn't know where I was, and I was hopelessly lost, but I was somehow extremely relaxed.

My pace was slow and melancholy, carefree even. The forest smelled odd yet refreshing and the slight breeze that was blowing was extremely comforting.

Being alone gave me time to think, and not get interrupted by anything or anyone. My thoughts drifted off to Liam and how things wouldn't be so odd if I would have just stayed and Sydney like he said. He would've gotten me help, and maybe I could find someone for me like Liam had. Settle down, have a family. Just be normal.

But I had been stubborn and let the drugs talk for me, and just storm out. Now, instead of being in L.A., I was walking around this forest, thinking about how good my life would have been if I would have stayed.

Yet I thought some more. I realized that the same things happened here too. I no longer was attached to the drugs, I had what one could call a family with everyone else on this God-forsaken island (even if it was a very messed up family). I even met Claire. Yes, Claire. She may be pregnant and probably have someone out there, but I still found myself becoming more and more attracted to her as time went by. It wasn't like the friendships I had formed, I felt something more. It sounds crazy, but it made perfect sense.

The only bloody thing missing from the odd picture was Liam.

Liam… then again, I swear it that I saw him right before I fell. It looked like him, it sounded like him. I was so convinced that it was him.

I leaned up against a tree and locked up at the small patch of blue above me that wasn't covered by tree leaves.

Now right there, right now, would be a great place to write a song. If only I had my guitar. I slid down the tree slowly, my eyes still focused on the sky. This was like a secret place. It was so serene, so quiet, so perfect. If only I had found it sooner.

A sigh escaped me as I began to strum the air as if it was my guitar. I winced. I had completely forgotten that my wrist wasn't in a condition to play even an air guitar. Stupid bloody fall. I closed my eyes and continued to think. There was a lot on my mind to ponder about.

Locke had said that he reminded me so much of his son, Adam. I had never seen or heard Lock so vulnerable as he had been at that moment. It was a bit odd. I always looked at Locke as if he was that perfect though father that I had always wanted. The type of guy who never got afraid of anything and the talk I had had with him made me reevaluate my image of him. Not that that was bad or anything.

Then there was Claire. Her sweetness, her charm, her all around greatness. Every little thing about her. But most of all, her internal optimism. The more I thought about it, the more I realized, no matter what situation we were put in, she thought the best of it. She got through it with her optimism helping her along the way. If anything, that was the main reason why I was slowly falling in love with her.

Once again, a sigh escaped me as I slowly went to get up, only to realize that my foot was caught. That was weird. I tried to pull my foot out, but it only sunk deeper down into the ditch it seemed to be stuck in.

I blinked a few times. I hated this island. I tried to pull it out harder, but the harder and harder I pulled the more and more my leg sank into the ground. I began to panic (which wasn't a very bring thing to do). Slowly my leg was sinking without my pulling, so was my other one. I hated this bloody island.

I tried to calm down, but it didn't work. By now the whatever-it-was was up past my knees. What was this stuff? It didn't look at all like quicksand or anything else for that matter. It just looked like the ground. The ground he had just been sitting on a moment ago.

My arm began to twitch nervously. Nervously and quickly. I wasn't sinking that quickly anymore, but I was still sinking. I was completely terrified. I looked around for something to grab onto. I reached for a tree branch.

It broke off. That wasn't good. What was worse, was that now I was being sucked down faster. After only a few seconds my arms were trapped under the ground and it was moving up fast. Well, it wasn't exactly moving up, I was moving down.

Soon, the ground was up to my neck, I wanted to scream, but couldn't. So now I was going to die. The island had it out for me. The island hated me as much as I hated it. The island wanted me dead.

"Charlie!" I heard someone shout. So someone else was there. Someone who could help me. But who? It didn't sound anything like Locke. It sounded more like…

"Liam?" I asked, trying to get his attention before I was totally sucked under the ground.

I heard some rustling and saw a familiar face before I was sucked down into the ground and couldn't see anymore.

"Charlie!?" I heard him shout. It was him. Yes! Now if only he could see me. I was completely under the ground.

"Charlie, Charlie!?" I heard shouting. So I could still hear.

I felt a small smile appear across my face, so I wasn't just hearing things, or seeing things. Liam was there.

Sure I was surrounded by soil, and things couldn't possibly get any worse, but…the odd thing was. I was still breathing.

Darkness took over.

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Kristin – Haha. Yes, it was strange. The first showing of the play was Thursday and it is the WORLD PREMIRE of "Lies and Cheap Champagne," which is the greatest play in the existence of ever!!!

Shea P – I'm hoping to finish it before the next episode of Lost comes on in two weeks, because it is gonna be weird compared to that one.

Szhismine – Uh…there are two chapters left after this one… does that help?

LOST – Will try…

drive-shaft – Wow, that was really confusing, but… haha. Uh. Thanks. Liam is in the next chapter… or this one…

frodosam4ever – Locke is… uh… yeah…

Kitsume – I did?