Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own LOST.
A/N:...Finally, the end...
The rain poured onto the deck of the ship as it swayed gently in the dock. The sky was overcast with clouds as the rain kept coming. It was a dull and dreary day when the survivors finally reached Australia. They didn't know how far they had been from it. They found out that the ship that had saved them was almost like a cruise ship but not quite. It had seen the smoke in the air one day and came to the island. Many of the survivors hoped that people would come for them. People like their family, friends and loved ones. Claire knew that no one would come for her and so did Shannon. The ship had made a phone call a few days earlier, telling the press that Oceanic Flight 815 was found. The TV made it sound like a big event and it was. Finally, they were off that damned island and now ready to set foot in Australia, where this whole thing started. Jack's eyes stared at the land as people gathered around. Once the ship's crew let them off, people clapped and reporters swarmed them.
"How did you survive?" "Where was this island?" "Will you ever go on an airplane again?" The questions came from all around them. The ship's captain came in front of the survivors.
"Let them get settled. They just got back. They don't need you bothering them," he said and almost all the survivors gave a sigh of relief.
The reporters started to leave but everyone knew they would be back. Guards came rushing into the scene, handcuffs in all of their hands. They seemed to be looking around for someone. They were asking everyone, who would only shake their heads. Soon, they shoved Kate's picture in front of his face.
"Have you seen her?" one of the guards barked.
"You won't find her here," Jack muttered.
"Where is she?" another asked roughly.
"She died on the island," Jack replied.
"How can we believe you?" the first one asked.
"Because I was the only doctor on the island," he said and then he walked away from the guards, who kept on looking.
Jack sighed as he felt a hand touched his arm. He turned around to see Charlie standing there, grinning and arm around Claire.
"Yes, Charlie?" Jack asked.
"We're off," he said, excited.
"Are you two going to get married?"
Charlie nodded. "I've already asked her."
Jack looked at Claire. Her face was red and she had on a huge smile. Ty was asleep as she held him close. Jack gave them a small smile.
"Well, good luck," he said to them.
"Where will you go?" Charlie asked.
"Back to LA, after all my family is there. Do you guys have a place to stay?"
"We'll find one."
"You're always welcome at my house," he said as he wrote down his house number with difficulty. He was trying to do that and hold Nikki but some how he managed it.
"Thanks, Jack. We'll miss you," Claire said as Charlie took the piece of paper. They had all cleaned up on the ship and Jack had grabbed a notepad and pen for himself. He knew he would need it.
"Bye. We'll meet again," Jack said.
"For some reason, I don't doubt that," Charlie said with a smirk.
After all the interviews, everyone was free to go home. It's been so long and most of them would have to get on planes again. Jack took Nikki with him and boarded a plane. Sayid and Shannon had boarded the same one. They sat near him so they could talk. Jack didn't want to talk. There was no reason to. He would just end up having to say goodbye to the friends he had made and go back to his normal life. His normal life was so close now. He knew they would soon be in Los Angles. He looked over at Sayid, who had his arm around Shannon. Little Boone sat beside them.
"Well, I'll see you sometime again," Jack said to them.
"Bye Jack," Sayid said.
"Can I have your phone number?" Shannon asked.
He quickly wrote it down as well as his address and handed it to Shannon. She smiled and then looked at Sayid.
"This wasn't a bad plane ride after all," she commented.
"Where are we going to go?" Sayid asked her quietly.
"To my Step-mother's house. She'll probably say no but we'll make due."
He nodded and then looked at their son. "Good."
As the plane landed, they all bid farewell and Jack got into a taxi. He looked around as they soon came upon his house. Paying the driver, he took his daughter and walked up to the door. He closed his eyes and sighed. Putting his hand up, he stopped. He didn't know if he should do this. He counted to five and opened the door. He knew it would be empty. He walked into the big house and then he heard someone run down the stairs.
"Jack?" a woman's voice asked.
"Sarah? What are you doing here?" Jack asked.
"Well...you crashed on the island and I needed some where to stay. Here seemed like a good place. You don't mind do you?"
"Uh...no, I guess," he replied uncertainly.
"Good. Whose child is that?" Sarah asked.
"Mine. I fell in love on the island and this is my child."
"Oh...then, why do you have your ring on?"
He shrugged.
"Where is the woman?"
"She's died, Sarah. This is my daughter Nikki."
"Well...I just stay a few days longer and then I'll leave."
"Okay. That sounds fine," Jack said as he looked around his house.
He handed Nikki to Sarah as he went to find something to put her in. He couldn't wait until he actually got to sleep in his own bed and not have to worry that someone would interrupt his sleep.
The rain steadily came down on the dock as Charlie stood with Claire. His brother was there but Charlie refused to go with him. Claire looked at Charlie, pleading for him to go with his brother.
"You're coming with then," he said to her.
"Oh, no need to do that," she replied.
"Claire, we're now engaged and you need a place to stay. Liam will take us both in for a while."
She smiled. "Well, okay. I'll come with."
"Brilliant! You won't regret it, Claire."
"What won't she regret?" A woman's voice chimed in.
Claire looked at the woman and gasped. "Mum?" Her surprise soon gave way to anger. "Why are you here?"
"I came for you. You're my daughter," Mrs. Littleton said.
"You left me when I wanted to be with Thomas. You were appalled when you found out I was pregnant. Now you want me back?" Claire spat.
"That is no way to speak to me! Claire, you have to understand that Thomas has came to ask your hand in marriage."
"You want me to marry him? You hated him!"
"I've got to know him!"
"He gave something of value, didn't he?"
"Claire..."
"Mum, I'm going to marry Charlie. He's going to adopt Ty and you can't stop us."
"Claire, maybe you shouldn't say that...," Charlie muttered.
"What! You're taking her side!" Claire yelled.
"He wants the best for you. Even I can tell that," Mrs. Littleton said.
Claire started to cry. Charlie turned the sobbing woman towards him. He put his finger on her mouth to quiet her.
"Claire...Claire...shhh. I love you and we're engaged. Your mum or Thomas can't take that away. We'll get married sometime," Charlie whispered.
"Do you promise?" Claire sobbed.
"I promise," he said and he kissed her.
"C'mon, Claire," her mum said.
"Bye, Charlie," Claire said as she led Ty away.
Ty started to cry and scream. "Mum! I wan' Dada!"
"We'll see Dada again. Don't worry," she said in a doubtful voice.
"I love you, Claire," Charlie said as he watched them head toward a car. "I'll miss you."
A drenched Charlie headed towards another car. Climbing in, he looked over at Liam. For Liam, this couldn't get any better. His baby brother was back. For Charlie, this couldn't get any worse. He just had to separate with the love of his life but he knew they would meet again.
A/N: Well...I guess that is it. Don't worry, there will be a sequel. After the way I just left that off. Hope that it was ok. R&R.