Disclaimer: Guess who doesn't own lost? Me! as for the chapter, sorry it got in later then expected but my computer stopped working last night, so I had to finish up today. Hope you enjoy it.
Alterarial10: Glad you liked it so much. I need to get that book your talking about. I've started to like Shannon to, although I don't know why. But I'm really excited about the next couple episodes, cause she's in it a lot. So yeah, sorry I took longer than expected.
FATE
Three Simple Words
"What?!" Claire asked, wide eyed, confused and a little defensive. "Your showing all the signs" he
replied simply. "What do you know? You're a bleeding spinal surgeon!" Claire protested
aggressively as she hopped off the table. "I went to medical school" He confirmed, remaining calm
despite the fact that she was lashing out on him. "Yeah well it doesn't take a doctor to tell that
your crazy and you obviously can't do that!" she yelled, grabbing the jacket that she'd kept with
her off the table. "What is that suppose to mean?" he asked sternly. "It means, I'm under stress,
Jack. It means some one is out there in the woods stalking me or following me, watching every
thing that I do! And who ever it is trying to destroy my family and I we have no way to stop them!
And now I'm having dreams and I'm getting sick and.." Claire began ranting, packing back and
forth in the room angrily. Her arms moving about wildly as she talked. "Claire, you not crazy" Jack
confirmed in a stern tone, his arms crossed over the clip board pressed agenst his chest. "Well I'm
not Pregnet either" she snapped before walking out. She stomped across the sand, holding
Charlie's jacket at her side. She spotted him out by the water with Ben, who had just tackled him.
He was holding him up with both arms as he laid half way in the water. Claire couldn't help but
smile as her anger melted away. She walked over and watched as the two played. Charlie noticed
her after a moment and smiled as he sat up. Ben went back on his feet and began splashing around
in the water. "Hey, mum" Charlie greet, smiling up at her as he crossed his legs. "Great, now I
have two kids" Claire said, sarcastically. Charlie just continued to grin and opened his arms in
reference to a hug. Claire stood with her arms crossed, a good distance from the water. "Oh no,
I'm not getting any where near you. Your just gonna pull me in." She confirmed, taking another
step back. "No I won't! Promise" he insisted. Claire gave him a skeptical look and remained in her
spot. "Fine, if you won't give me a hug, then...I'll give you one" she suggested, and pulled himself
off the ground. He hopped up and wrapped his arms around her, soaking wet. Claire continued to
laugh as she struggled playfully. He turned her around so she was facing him and gave her a short
kiss. Claire shook her head, pretending to not enjoy it. But the color of her cheeks spoke for her.
But the blush fadded as Shannon approached, looking a little offended. "Why didn't you tell me?"
she said with a playfully smile, giving Claire a little push on the arm. "Tell you-?" Claire asked in
confusion. "About the baby!" Shannon exclaimed, giving her another playful nudge. "What baby?"
Charlie asked, turning to Claire. "Oh god..." Claire muttered in a small state of shock. Shannon
gasped and covered her mouth. "You didn't tell him you were Pregnet yet? Oh my god, I'm so
sorry!" Shannon was babbling. Claire managed to drown her out. "Im not pregnet" Claire said,
shacking her head. Charlie looked like he was in complete shock. "I'm not" She confirmed, turning
to him. "But didn't Jack say-?" Shannon asked, now looking a little confused her self. "Don't
liston to what Jack says. He doesn't know what he's talking about" Claire protested, a little
resentfully. "Wait, wait. Jack said you were pregnet?" Charlie questioned, not really understanding
any of this. It was all coming at him way to fast. "Yes, Jack thinks I am. But I'm not" Claire
explained. "But...what if you are?" Charlie asked, still a little confused. "I'm not" Claire confirmed.
"But what if you are?" he repeated, clearly panicking. "Charlie, calm down, ok? I'm not. Jack just
got a crazy idea. If I was Pregnet, I'd know" Claire explained, looking him dead in the eye as she
held her hands on each shoulder. "Ok" he nodded, after a deep breath. "Your right, sorry. I
just...got a little freaked out there" he apologized, still breathing a little heavily. "Its alright" Claire
smiled, and gave him another kiss as she wrapped her arms around him. "Oh, ew. Get a room"
Shannon sighed in disgust with a roll of her eyes. Claire responded by sticking her toung out at her.
Shannon made an equally childish face. "That's mature" Boone noted. He was outside they're tent,
replacing the fire wood. Shannon made the same face at him, but added the middle finger. He
smiled and shook his head, dropping the fresh wood into the sand. He dusted his hands off and made his way over. "So, how you feeling?" He asked, turning to Claire. "Good" She nodded with a
smile. "That's good" he replied, returning the favor. "Ignore him. He just feels bad because he made
you pass out" Shannon apologized on her brother's behalf. "shut up, Shannon" Boone muttered,
shacking his head again. "You know what, Boone? I'm tired of you trying to tell me what to do!"
She snapped back. The two began arguing amongst themselves, while Charlie and Claire made a
quick break. He pulled her over by there tent, Where Ben had wondered off to. He was sitting in
the sand by the watter, keeping himself occupied. Once in 'safety', they two looked back. The two
continued their heated argument, waving obscene gestures at one another. "Man, I thought me and
my brother were bad" Charlie noted, laughing as he watched. "Thank god I'm an only child" Claire
giggled. Her attention was drown away with a rather loud crash coming from near by. More junk
was being lugged out of the fusel lodge and topped up on the enormous pile of soiled metal and
other forms of debree. The sand all around the outside had turned black, as well as anyone who
walked in a five foot radius of it. "What exactly are they trying to do?" Claire asked, taking a
couple steps away so as not to get dirty. She was already soaked thanks to Charlie, and wasn't in
the mood to was cloths again this week. "I'm not quite sure. I think they're just wanting to use the
parts, maybe make a shelter that is you know...tarp" Charlie explained. "Makes since" Claire
shrugged. They continued to watch as Sayid and Michael lugged out another hunk of metal and
tossed it up on the pile. A little cloud of smoke puffed out, causing them both to begin coughing
histaricly. They took a couple steps back to escape the down poor of ash, and soon began laughing.
"That's the last of it" Michael noted, with a look of accomplishment. For a moment, they could
bask in their accomplishment. That is, before the pile began to tumble over. The group simply
laughed, no damage had been done. "Poor guys can't get a break" Charlie noted as they watched
the group start a new pile. "Maybe you should go help" Claire suggested, turning to him. "Trying to get rid of me?" He asked sarcastically. "Yeah, go help so I can start my affair" She teased with a
smile. "As you wish" he sighed, and made his way over.
Claire sat at the edge of the water on top of a beach towel, wrighting in her journal. Ben played in
the water near by. The sun was begging to go down, and the fires were going up, one by one. She
looked around the island, watching her fellow survivors. She watched as Jack and Kate flirted over
by the fire, as Locke and walk sat on the sand playing backgammon, Vincent laying in the sand
beside him. Hurley was trying to talk with Sun witch seemed to involve a fishing net witch he'd
constructed. Shannon was walking from her tent. She went over to where Sayid was sitting, by
himself and sat down next to him. The two began talking in a friendly manner, and for once
Shannon didn't seem bratty or spoiled, she actually looked like a nice, friendly person. "Look at
those two" Charlie noted in mild disgust. Claire looked over her shoulder so see him kneeling
beside her. She hadn't heard him sit down. "What about them?" Claire asked, not seeing what was
wrong with the image. "They've been almost inseparable for the last three days" Charlie explained.
"Your point?" Claire asked with a smile, sitting up. Charlie thought for a moment. "I guess I don't
have one" he concluded with a shrug. Claire giggled and closed her journal, sticking the pin inside.
"So, how was your day at work?" She asked teasingly, looking back at the dusty ten foot pile of
debree stretched across the black spot on the island. "Brutal. Every bone in my entire body is soar!
I swear, English men weren't built for hard labor" he muttered sarcastically. "Not to mention, your
covered in ash" Claire added with a giggle. "Yeah, but that's the good part" He said with a sly
grin. "Why's that?" She asked, clearly not getting the hint. "Because now its your job to clean me
up" he explained with a suggestive grin. "Your horrible" Claire noted, as she smiled and shook her
head. "You love it" he confirmed, leaning over to give her a kiss on the cheek. She pulled away, not wanting to get the ashes on her. "Oh come on" he whined playfully, wrapping his arms around her.
"Ew! Cut it out" she giggled, trying to push him off her. "Aw, your no fun" he sighed, giving in. He
sat up and leaned back on his arms. She threw her hair back over her shoulder, now half covered in
soot, herself. "Aw, look what you did" she sighed sarcastically, looking down at her black spotted
shirt. "You look like a dalmatian" he teased. She returned the favor by throwing her journal at him.
"You're an ass whole, you know that?" she teased, looking over at him as she tried to brush some
off the ash's off. "I know" he shrugged, then smiled as he leaned over to give her another kiss. She
hesitated for a moment, looking at him skeptically before she gave in. "Now, go change. You look
awful" She instructed playfully. He gave her another kiss and hopped up, pulling her with him.
"What are you doing?" She asked as she felt herself being dragged across the sand. "Come with
me" he insisted, pulling her with him towards the water. " No, no. Not this again" She protested,
trying to pull herself back. "Come on!" he insisted childishly, tugging at her sleeve. She'd managed
to regain her hand buy pulling it inside her shirt, but that didn't do much to stop him. "No. Its
freezing" She exclaimed in her defense. "Oh, not its not!" he assured, continuing to pull at her.
"Alright, fine. Damn your persistent" she gave in. "Thank you" he grinned, pulling her into his arms.
" besides, your just about as bad as me now" he added, taking another glance down at her once
white top, witch was now almost completely black. Claire grinned sarcastically and pushed him. He
stumbled back but pulled her down with him. The two tumbled into the water, laughing hysterically.
Charlie sat up, leaning back on his hands and shook his head, letting the water from his hair fly
every where. Claire rolled her eyes, trying not to laugh. He pulled his arms around her again and
leaned up to kiss her. She pulled her arms around his neck, her hands clinging to the back of his
soaked shirt. "Get a room!" Shannon called from her spot at the edge of the water. Charlie freed
one of his hands to flip her off without looking or stopping. Claire couldn't keep from laughing as she leaned her head agenst his chest, trying to catch her breath.
they made their way back to the tent. Ben had gone over to sit with Shannon and Sayid, now
between them, stareing out at the water. "Just think, pretty soon we'll be able to yell that back at
her" Charlie beamed as he searched the pile of cloths for a towel. Claire shook her head, smiling at
him skeptically. "Yeah, that's something to look forward to" She agreed sarcastically as she began
to pull off her shirt. Charlie stopped what he was doing and smiled over at her. "What?" she asked,
stopping half way. "Nothing. Keep going" he insisted playfully. Claire rolled her eyes and turned her
back to him. She pulled of the top and dug through the pile for another shirt. Charlie pulled his off
as well and tossed it aside. He walked back over and began looking for a clean shirt as well. Both
grabbed the same shirt at once, looked up at each other and began laughing. He let her have it and
continued looking. Claire pulled up the shirt, witch was a simple black button up that was to big for
both of them and pulled it on over the black tank shed recovered from the pile of cloths. She rolled
up the sleeves to her elbows and began buttoning. Charlie settled with one of his fadded black
drive-shaft T's and pulled it on over his head. "Man its cold" Claire noted, now looking for a dry
pair of pants. "Go start the fire" she instructed playfully, glancing up to flash him a smile. "Yes,
ma'am" he agreed, giving her a smack on the as before he went on his way. Claire shook her head
and continued digging. In a few moments she walked back out, wrapping her hair up in a bun as she
walked. A fire had been stared and Charlie sat on the beach towel she'd been using earlier, leaning
back agenst the plain. "That was fast" she noted, trying to pull tie the piece of string around her hair
without it falling. She failed, and the blond strands came tumbling down. "Damn it" she muttered
with frustration. "Come here" he suggested. She plopped down infront of him and handed him the
little black string. "I thought you said we weren't going to do each other's hair" She muttered
playfully , folding her arms around her knees. "I lied" he smiled, starting a long braid down her
back. "I should have known" she teased, smiling back at him. "Eyes forward" he instructed, turning
her head back around so she'd face forward. "yes, ma'am" she teased, rolling her eyes. "I saw that"
He muttered in a sarcastic motherly fashion. He finished the braid, and began twisting into a bun at
the back of her head. He wrapped the string around it and tied it up in a bow. "There" he said, once
finished, with an accomplish smile. "Wow" Claire said, patting the back of her head, "I didn't know
you were a women" she teased, smiling back at him. "No, I'm a British man" he corrected. "Same
thing" she joked. "Then I suppose that makes you a lesbian" he teased, resting his head on her
shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Shut up" Claire muttered, rolling her eyes. She
leaned back agenst him, laying her head back on his chest, with her arms placed over his as they
pulled tighter around her waist. The fire crackled before them as the sky grew dark. From the
distance, they could hear Shannon cracking up about something Sayid, or possibly Ben had said. "So,
how long before you think they hook up?" Charlie asked conspicuously, talking into her ear. "I don't
know" Claire replied simply. "Isn't it possible that they're just friends?" she asked, turning to look at
him over her shoulder. "Um...no" He replied sarcastically. Claire gave him an affectionate nudge and
leaned back again, tilting her head up to look at the stars, witch shown for the first time in a while.
Normally the sky was black. But they didn't last for long, soon the clouds came rolling over and rain
poured down. Shannon took Ben for the night, wanting to spend time with her buddy. Charlie and
Claire rushed inside the tent. "Jesus, how many times am I going to get soaked today?" Claire sighed,
shivering as she made it inside. Charlie smiled, and wrapped the towel around her to help warm her
up. "Thanks" She smiled, and gave him a quick kiss. She waited for a moment until she was warm
before going over to the bed. She flopped down on top of the blankets with a sigh. It felt good to be in bed after watching a toddler and being thrown in water all day. Charlie grinned, and dove down beside
her. She pulled the blankets up and snuggled agenst him, ready to pass out. Charlie nuzzled his face
agenst the back of her shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. She
turned to give him a good night kiss before laying her head on the pillow. They were asleep in a mater
of seconds. It wasn't until hours later, after the rain had stopped that Claire woke up again. Not
because of a dream, but because of the strange feeling in her stomach. She was sweating a lot, despite
the cold air. She walked outside, headed in an unsteady path towards the part of the woods used as a
bath room. She dropped to her knees as soon as she reached it and began throwing up. Strands of hair
witch had fallen from the bun clung to her skin as she gagged, holding her stomach the entire time.
Once finished, she leaned back agenst the rock, breathing heavily, sweat poring down her face. She
wipe some off with the back of her hand, along with tears from the watering in her eyes. The other hand
lay limply across her stomach. She sniffed for a moment, feeling a little light headed. She felt someone's
presence and looked up. Jack was standing close by, although he kept a good distance, unable to see
through the trees in the dark. "Claire, is that you?" he called from his spot in the sand. "Yeah" She
replied hoarsely, pulling herself up. "Are you alright?" he asked, once she emerged from the trees. She
looked like a mess, and the sparkling streaks running down the side of her face made it look as though
she'd been crying. After a moment, she sniffed again, and tears poured down for no reason at all. Claire
sobbed, and tried again to wipe some of the moisture from her face. "Claire, what's wrong" he asked
sympathetically, he took a few steps forward closing the space between them, but wasn't sure if he
should hug her. "Im' Pregnet" Claire sobbed, and laid her head agenst him. Slowly, he moved his hand
up to pat her back, and after a moment, began laughing to himself. "What's wrong?" Kate asked,
running up to them. "She's pregnet" Jack whispered. Kate snickered, and covered her mouth to keep
from laughing. Claire turned her head, trying to hide her face. "Aw, come here" Kate said sympathetically, and held her arms out. Claire turned to her, laying her head on Kate's shoulder as she
continued to cry. Claire patted her back, sympathetically. Watching Jack pace back and forth
uncomfortably. "Its ok, sweetie" Kate tried to comfort her. Claire looked up, wiping her eyes again.
"What am I going to tell Charlie?" she asked softly. "Tell him your Pregnet" Kate told simply. "No, its
not that easy" Claire protested, plopping down on the rock. "Maybe I should go" Jack suggested,
looking a little uncomfortable. "No, you stay right hear! This is your fault" Claire demanded, having a s
sudden brush of anger. "What? How is it my fault?" Jack questioned defensively. "You're the one who
told me I was Pregnet, ass whole!" she explained. "Well you're the one who didn't believe me. Besides,
it's really not that bad" He assured, trying to keep her calm. "Not that bad?! When's the last time you
had a baby coming out of your vagina?!" she snapped in return. "Hey, people are trying to sleep hear!"
Hurly yelled from his tent near by. "Screw you!" Claire called back from her spot on the rock. "Hey!"
Hurly called out angrily, poking his head out from inside the tent. He stopped for a moment, looking
surprised. "Claire?" he asked, rasing an eye brow. Claire was always nice, no mater what. Claire's
mouth dropped, realizing what she just said. "I'm so sorry" She apologized, trying not to laugh. Hurly
just stood there, continuing to look confused. After a moment, Jack and Kate started cracking up as
well.
Charlie woke up to see Claire sitting infront of him with her legs pulled up to her chest. Her arms were
folded across her knees, her chin rested on top, stareing back at him. He smiled, for a moment, happy
to see her. Then he noticed the streaks going down her face. "Claire, what's wrong?" he asked, sitting
up with a worried look. She hadn't cried since earlier that night, but the feeling still remained. "Charlie,
I don't really know how to say this, so I'm just going to say it" She began, looking a little nervous.
Charlie just stared back, waiting for an answer. "I'm Pregnet" he finished, looking down at her knees.
Charlie Stared for a moment in shock, then slowly a smile crossed his face. Soon, that turned int a huge
grin. "Claire, that's wonderful!" He exclaimed, throwing his arms around her. "Really, your
not...upset?" she asked, looking up at him. "No, of chorse not. Why would I be?" he asked, still
grinning. "Because men are useless" she replied playfully, remembering some of the first words he'd
ever spoken to her. Charlie smiled, pressing his forehead agenst hers. He held his hand at the back of
her neck, and pulled her into a kiss. "I love you" he beamed after a moment, once their lips had parted.
"I know" she replied teasingly.
Claire was greeted by a high pitched squill as she walked out side. Shannon nearly tackled her as soon
as she emerged from the tent. "Oh my god! This is so great!" She babble with excitement. "I can't
believe your Pregnet, again!" she squealed, and gave her another hug. "Uh...thanks?" Claire muttered,
not really knowing what to say. "Aw, another baby" Shannon began rambling again, more excited then
the two of them put together. Charlie gave Claire a glance, then looked back at Shannon, who was still
talking. "Oh, and by the way, Congradlations" She stopped abruptly, the shrillness fadded from her
voice. Claire smiled aprecativly. "And, uh....nice going Charlie" she grinned suggestively and gave a
little wink. Charlie looked down, slightly embarrassed. "Alright, well I'll let you two go...celebrate of
what ever you plan to do" she finished, and began walking over to where the others were working. She
stopped behind Sayid and tapped on his shoulder. He looked up and smiled, the two began talking. " I
told you" Charlie whimpered. "Cut it out" Claire scolded, as they walked down the beach. Claire
stopped when she saw Ben running over. He hugged her legs, unable to reach any higher. "Hey,
sweetie" she beamed, kneeling down to hug him. "Thanks for watching him" She then added, looking
over at Boone, who was sitting outside their tent. "Don't thank me, thank Shannon. She did the most
part" he explained friendly. "Oh, and congratulations by the way" he added with a smile. "Thanks" Claire said, blushing a little. "We plan to hear that a lot today" Charlie confirmed, putting his arm
around her after she stood back up. "Yeah, probably" Boone agreed. Ben had a sudden idea, and ran
across the beach to some one else. "Hey dude" Hurly greet, sitting up form his spot on the sand. He'd
been trying to sleep all morning, it was no use. Claire and Charlie continued walking, hand in hand, be
congratulated by every one they passed. Charlie thought about the day they first meet, when he helped
her with her bags and told her men were useless. He remembered going out to find her every day since
then, being constantly drone to her. Remembering how he wanted her more than anything in the world
and all the stupid attempt he made to get her to like him as he stared down at her hand wrapped in his
and got an idea.
Claire out on the rocks with a blanket over her lap. The wind was blowing strong and the waves got
closer and closer to her feet each time. Vincent laid beside her, curled up over the blanket with his head
on her lap, stareing at the water. She glanced over at Charlie, who was laying on his stomach some
ways down the line, over by the others. He noticed her, and smiled back before laying his head back
down. She went back to her wrighting.
Well, its official, Claire's Pregnet again. Its been a little
over a year since Benjamin was born, and now another
little brother or sister's on its way. But this time, its
Charlie's, so I don't have to worry.
She stopped wrighting when she felt Vincent lift his head up. He was stareing at the water. After a s
second, he hopped up, and gave a little bark at the waves. She sat up, trying to see what he was looking
at. She saw it after a moment and leaned over, pulling the little jar out of the water. Soon, she
recognized it as the empty peanut butter jar Charlie had once shown her. Except this time, it wasn't
empty. There was a little piece of paper folded up inside. She struggled to twist off the top, witch had
been tightly sealed so that no water seeped in, and finally got it open. A smile crossed her face as she
unfolded the paper. She looked over at Charlie, who was pretending not to pay attention. Quickly, she
tossed the blankets off and hopped up, walking over to him with the paper in her hand. She stood over
him, smiling hugely. He turned and looked up at her with a faint smile. Slowly, he sat up and she put
her hand out to help him the rest of the way. "I love you" she whispered, standing rather close. He slid
his arm around her waist and pulled her in the rest of the way to him before planting one on her. She
pulled her arms around his shoulders, letting the paper with the words "will you marry me?" written in
black Sharpy dangle from her hand.