So, I watched 'Homecoming' again today to try and get how Lucy's character is. I hope I get it right, and if I don't I'm sorry. So, I hope you enjoy!

Chapter Four: You Were Wrong

That weekend...

Charlie was dreading the upcoming hour. He would be having dinner with Lucy, a thing he didn't even feel like doing. But for some reason, he had this nagging feeling to tell Lucy that she was wrong.

Claire was also despising the dinner with Lucy. She felt angry with Charlie for even wanting to have dinner with someone like Lucy. Claire thought Lucy to be self-centered, rude, and well, a bitch.

"How are the kids?" Charlie asked as Claire came down the stairs.

"Good, Cammie is asleep with a full tummy and Aidan just drifted off," Claire said.

"You know Lucy means nothing to me right?" Charlie said. Claire nodded.

"I know, but what I want to know is why you wanted her over for dinner tonight anyway?" Claire asked.

Charlie sighed. "I just have to tell Lucy something." Claire raised an eyebrow.

"That's all?" Claire asked. Charlie nodded. Claire nodded as well and then rushed to the kitchen. Charlie looked after her and sighed. He had told Claire most of the story between Lucy and him but left out one tiny part. He knew Claire would get mad at that last part, would probably have killed Lucy.

The doorbell rang and Charlie walked to the door. He opened it to see Boone and Lucy standing there.

"Hey Charlie," Boone said as they made their way inside.

"Hey Boone," Charlie said. "Hi Lucy."

"Charlie," she said uncomfortably. Claire came around the corner and smiled.

"Hi guys, dinner is almost ready," she said. "Come on in, sit." The four of them walked to the living room.

"Love, do you need any help?" Charlie asked before sitting. He didn't want to sit in the living room in awkward silence.

"No, I'm fine," Claire said smiling at him. Lucy looked at them two and then stood.

"I can help you Claire," Lucy said. Claire nodded and then flashed Charlie a look. Claire and Lucy walked to the kitchen.

Claire stirred the pasta on the stove and Lucy leaned against the counter. Claire looked at her. "Do you want to say something to me? Or are you going to continue being a bitch to me and my husband?" Lucy glared at her.

"I have one question, is Charlie still a junkie?" Lucy asked. Claire looked at her.

"No, he's not," Claire said sipping her soda. "He was when I met him."

"How long ago was that?" Lucy asked.

"Two years," Claire said. They stood there in silence for a few minutes.

"So, what do you do Claire?" Lucy asked.

"I'm the assistant manager of a bookstore," Claire said. "You?"

"I work for my father's company," Lucy said. Claire nodded. "What do your parents do?"

"Well, my dad is in construction. My mum she was a housewife," Claire said.

"Oh, so that's why you act like you do," Lucy said. Claire looked at her.

"Excuse me?" Claire asked. "I act like what?" Claire looked at Lucy. "Do you think I act like I'm the perfect housewife. Is that what you think I am?"

"Of course," Lucy said. "You're just here to take care of Charlie. That's all he wants anyway, someone to cater to him."

Claire scoffed. "You have no idea what Charlie and I have been through together. We are equal partners in this agreement. Just because I don't come from money or I don't work for my father's company doesn't mean that I'm not good enough."

Camille's cries came over the baby monitor. "Excuse me, I have to check on my daughter." She left the kitchen with an annoyed attitude hanging on her shoulder.

In the living room...

"So Boone, where did you meet Lucy?" Charlie asked.

"Oh, at the country club here. She's really great isn't she?" Boone asked. Charlie rolled his eyes.

"Yeah she's real swell," Charlie said sarcastically. Boone looked at him.

"What happen with you two?" Boone asked. Charlie sighed.

"Lots of stuff," Charlie said. "I don't really want to explain it." Boone looked at Charlie and sighed.

At dinner...

"So Charlie, when did you stop doing the drugs?" Lucy asked when they sat down to dinner.

"Um, it'll be two years this May," Charlie said looking at Claire.

"What got you to stop?" Lucy asked.

"Our friend Locke helped me, so did Claire," Charlie said smiling at her. Claire smiled back.

"So, where did you two meet?" Lucy asked. Boone, Charlie, and Claire all looked at each other. "What?" Lucy asked.

"We were all survivors of a plane crash," Boone said. "We all met each other, was it on May 3rd?"

"Yeah, that should be about rightbecause I was a week late with Aidan," Claire said. "And plus I was the only one who kept the dates. Remember, my diary?" Charlie smiled at her.

"What do you mean a week late?" Lucy asked.

"I was pregnant with our son Aidan when I was on the plane," Claire said.

"Aidan is not mine biologically. When I met Claire she was eight months pregnant. And I fell in love," Charlie said. Claire smiled.

"Yeah, they were the couple everyone wanted to get together," Boone said. They laughed.

"So, you pitied Claire?" Lucy asked not laughing.

"What?" Charlie asked not liking where this was going. "No, I didn't pity her. I saw her and thought she was the most beautiful girl on the whole island."

"Charlie, will you ever learn?" Lucy asked. "Did she have something you wanted?" Claire looked at Charlie. Charlie felt the anger boiling inside of him. His short temper was eroding away.

"No, I didn't have anything he wanted. Frankly, we didn't have anything. We started out as friends. We were both alone on the island. No family whatsoever. We became fast friends and then became involved after Aidan was born," Claire explained.

"Sounds like all he wanted was to get in your pants," Lucy said. Claire's jaw dropped. Charlie got mad.

"Lucy, just shut up okay? Like you fucking know anything! No one talks to my wife like that!" Charlie yelled. Claire grabbed onto his arm to try to calm him down. "Like you would know anything anyway! Well, the reason I invited you over tonight was to tell you, you were wrong! You remember when you said I'd never take care of anyone? Well you were bloody wrong!" Charlie stood and left the table. Claire looked at the tablecloth. She then looked up at Lucy with narrowed eyes, full of hate.

"I think you need to go and talk to Charlie. Boone, will you help me clean the kitchen?" Claire asked.

"Sure Claire," Boone said standing. Claire and him started clearing the table. Lucy stood and walked to where Charlie was at in the living room.

"Charlie?" Lucy asked. Charlie turned to look at her.

"What now?" Charlie asked. "You've come to criticize something else?"

"Oh, come on Charlie! You don't think I know you? You're a bloody liar, you've played with Claire's mind so much that she can't even tell!" Lucy yelled. Charlie clenched his fists.

"Look, I love Claire. She's the most special thing in this world to me. I've changed. You don't know the shit I've gone through the past two years," Charlie asked. Lucy glared at him.

"No, tell me what has happened to your beautiful rock star life Charlie Pace of Driveshaft?" Lucy said.

"First of all, Driveshaft no longer exists. Liam and I work as music reviewers. You want to know what were the worst seven months of my life? Being trapped on the island of hell," Charlie said. He sat down on the couch. "I met Claire on the third day of being stranded. I was a junkie still, but she didn't find out for awhile. I became friends with a lot of people on that island. We all thought it was paradise, until the worst happened."

"What could have happened?" Lucy asked sitting. "If it was such a paradise."

"You probably won't believe me, but the island had polar bears, a monster or whatever it was that ate people. A crazy French woman, who never helped us with anything. But the worst of all, were the others," Charlie explained. "Lucy, you don't know how many times a lot of us escaped death, myself and Claire included. You see, Claire and I were abducted by a man named Ethan. We had only been on the island three and a half weeks and this crazed lunatic kidnapped us. Claire was still pregnant. They took us; I don't remember a lot of it. I passed out; the last thing I remember was being dragged away from Claire. Then I woke up in my friend Jack's arms gasping for breath. Ethan hung me; I was dead for about a minute. Jack, who's a doctor, got me back to life. Claire was still gone."

"What happened?" Lucy asked. "Did a polar bear eat her?" Charlie sighed and rolled his eyes.

"A week later, Claire came back to us. Boone was one of the one's who found her. She came back to me, but with something missing. She didn't remember who I was. That hurt so much to have the girl I loved not know me. When she came back, we decided to capture Ethan, he threatened to kill all of us if we didn't give Claire back. That whole time we went through that, I kept having memories of you. Saying how I would never take care of another girl ever. Because I lied to you, it turns out, I lied to Claire too and she found out. It made me think of you, I hurt you and I decided I didn't want to hurt Claire as well. In the end, they wouldn't let me out to hunt for Ethan; they used Claire as bait. I followed and I needed to do something to show Claire I could take care of her."

"What did you do?" Lucy asked.

"I killed Ethan, for Claire, for Aidan," Charlie said. "She was upset for awhile with me. A lot of people were upset because they wanted to know where Ethan came from. I knew he wouldn't tell. A week later, Claire had Aidan Charles Littleton, now it's Pace, and we kissed for the first time. Her memory came back two days later."

Lucy looked at him and then she started laughing. "Yeah right Charlie, as if I'm suppose to believe that!" Charlie looked at her and shook his head.

"I knew you wouldn't believe me," Charlie said. Lucy just looked at him. "That's fine, believe what you want. I just wanted you to know that I am taking care of someone. I love Claire and she loves me. Her and our kids mean the whole world to me. I would never hurt them because Claire's been hurt too much in her life."

Lucy looked at Charlie unsurely, but she nodded anyway. Charlie knew they would never talk again. And for once, he was happy to tie up loose ends.

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Okay, this was actually one of my favorite chapters to write believe it or not. There is going to be a lot of loose ends tied up in this story. Trust me, it'll get better. Thanks for all the reviews!

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