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Chemistry

"He told me I was pretty."

"What did you say?"

"I told him he was an idiot."

Shannon snorted, "That's my daughter. And why did you say that?"

Nadia waved a fly out of her face, " Well, because he is. He doesn't know that I'm pretty. Pretty compared to what?"

"Hun, just because you're the only girl his age doesn't mean that he doesn't truly care about you."

"It's a lack of options mom! I'm the only female on this island under the age of thirty!"

"Do you like him?"

Nadia swung her head around, "What?"

"James, do you like him?"

She shrugged, "I don't know. He nice and everything… I just don't feel like there's anything there. Like you and dad. You have chemistry. When he looks at you you feel it don't you?"

Shannon smiled as she thought of her husbands dark eyes, " You've been reading my Cosmo again haven't you?"

Nadia rolled her eyes, "You taught me to read with that thing. I have it memorized. What did you expect?"

"So you don't feel anything but friendship with James?"

"No. I guess not."

Shannon wondered if she should even ask the next question. "Do you feel that chemistry with anyone?" She watched her daughter's eyes for a reaction.

The young girl didn't look at her. She sat in silence for a moment and then stood up. "I think I'm going to go for a walk. You look like you could use some rest."

"Nadia."

Nadia just waved back at her mom and walked down the beach. Shannon sighed and settled back into her chair. She had a pretty good idea where her daughter was going and she really didn't like it at all.

"Can I talk to you for a minute Shannon?"

Shannon shaded her eyes and looked up to see whose voice she heard.

"Sure."

Claire sat down cross-legged in the sand and the two of them watched the young kids playing in the water.

"Did you need something?"

Claire bit her lip and nodded, unsure of how to say what she had to say.

"It's about Adam."

Shannon looked out toward the water where the ten-year-old boy laughed and splashed her daughter with water.

"Is something wrong? It he okay?"

Claire nodded quickly, "He's fine. It's just…there's something I thought you should know."

"What's that?"

"Well, see I was talking to Charlie and we thought that since Adam and Nadia have grown up together and are such good friends that you should know. I mean, it really doesn't mean anything. And we're really glad that they are such good friends. I know its hard for Nadia being the only girl, but…"

"Claire." Shannon interrupted her with a bemused look on her face, "What's going on?"

"I saw a psychic right after I found out I was pregnant. He refused to do my reading at first. Something, something scared him. But I went back and made him do it. He told me that my child had to be raised by me. I had to be the one to raise my son."

Shannon looked at her skeptically, "Okay…"

"I didn't listen at first. But then I went back. Something about what he was saying made me go back. That's when he gave me a place ticket. Told me that he had found a family in L.A. that wanted to adopt the baby. He made sure that I left the next day. Oceanic Flight 815. It had to be that flight."

Claire looked at Shannon for a reaction. The other woman just stared back with a look of disbelief.

"I know.Iit's crazy right?"

"Yeah. Yeah, this is a little crazy. Claire, I don't believe in all that psychic crap."

Claire shook her head, "But he knew. He knew what was going to happen to the plane. He knew that I was going to have to raise this baby on my own."

"Did he know about the monsters and the weird voices and the crazy men who kidnap pregnant girls?"

"You don't believe me."

"No I don't. I'm sorry." Shannon shrugged.

"I didn't really believe it at first either. Adam was born and he was this perfect little child. He looked like every other baby boy."

"Claire, he is just like every other baby boy."

"No he's not. Shannon, there's something different about him. From the beginning I've noticed it. Charlie noticed. Shannon, Adam is not just an average ten year old boy."

Shannon watched her daughter retreat into the distance. After that conversation with Claire she had tried to put some space between the two children. She couldn't look at Adam without some fear; she couldn't let her daughter be put in danger. Eight-year-old Nadia couldn't understand why she couldn't play with Adam, why she suddenly had to spend all her time with Kate's boys, James and Hunter.

Those two always found a way back to each other though. Because there are some things that you just can't put an end to. Like chemistry.

Author's Note: Sorry for the short chapter. I wanted to get this up before I left on vacation. I'll be gone for a week so it will be a while before I get another one up. Thanks for reading. Please review. I live on it.