Ponyboysgirl1: Thanks. I know your probly looking forward to a nice Charlie and Claire make up, but there is still more drama to come along before they'er happy ending. I know, I mean, but it keeps things interesting.

Hekate-Trivia: lol. Yeah, I thought about that after typing it. Bad mentle image. But lucky you! There's more Kate and Sawyer action to come! Woot. Oh, and sorry about the little name mix up, I'm so used to wright about Claire, its hard when there's so many other charictors, expsecialy when they'er around Charlie.

Bill's. Kill.: Don't worry. Atleast you reveiwed. Just knowing your reading is good enough for me!

Domaholic: I don't know how to respon to laughter, so i'll just laugh back. laughs

Lostlorenzo: lol. Yes, you slept with Charlie in finland! I'm jelous! lol, i should have thrown my own name in there. I wanted to let you know that I finaly got a burst of inspiration for the other fic i was wrighting, so it will be up with in the next couple weeks, so there's something to look out for. But, as for this story, the plans have changed slightly. The fight between Charlie and Claire probly isn't going to be as big as it should be, considering all thats going on, just because in order to get to the next big top secret surprise, I need them to be back together. Hmm, that might be a clue. Maybe, maybe not. lol. Incert evil laugh here.

Stark Wars

All That Matters

Claire sat out on the sand with Aaron in her lap. The wind had came in with the tide and it was currently whipping her hair around in all different directions. She didn't care. She felt terrible. She attacked Charlie for no reason. She over reacted. And now, She didn't even know where he was. She'd asked around all day, but no one had seen him. All she wanted to do was find him and apologize so this whole thing would be over with.

The island didn't feel right without him. No one was there to sit by her and talk about nonsense, or just sing quietly and play his guitar. She missed his voice, his face, she missed him. And she wasn't the only one. Aaron hadn't giggled all day. He just sat in her lap, completely silent with a blank expression.

Obviously, he was to young to really understand what was going on. All he knew was that his mom was sad, and Charlie was gone. Then again, in away, that's all Claire knew as well. The wind was coming hard now, and begging to pick up sand. Claire decided it would be a good idea to get Aaron back into the tent.

She struggled to stand while holding him in both arms and began walking towards her tent. It was hard to walk against the went, and her feet fumbled in the sand a few times. If Charlie was there, he would have helped her. They would be back inside in no time. Without him, every thing was harder.

Once she made it inside, She laid down in her bed. Their bed, and climbed under the covers and closed her eyes, hopping to God that when she opened them, Charlie would be there.

Later...

The wind had destroyed all the names Charlie and Shannon had written down. Simply blown them away without a trace. Now the two sat back against a very thick stump, starring blankly at where their work had just been.

"Its a sign" Charlie muttered softly, his expression remaining blank. "Huh?" Shannon questioned in reply. "Its a sign. Were supposed to forget about our past here. That's why the wind blew it away" He explained simply. Shannon thought for a moment. "Wow...maybe it is" She nodded in agreement.

It was getting late now. And after being up since sunrise, both were pretty exhausted. After a moment of silence from the two, Charlie dug into the pocket of his hoodie and pulled out one of the little air plain alcohol bottles and examined it in his hand. "Where'd you get that?" Shannon questioned curiously.

"Stole it from Sawyer" Charlie answered with a shrug. "Give it" Shannon insisted, holding out her hand. "What?" Charlie questioned, giving her a confused look. "Give me the bottle" She instructed firmly. Charlie shrugged and handed it over. Shannon twisted off the top, threw back her head and chugged it down.

Charlie watched casually for a moment before pulling another little bottle out of his pocket. "How many of those do you have?" She questioned, sounding a little out of breath. Charlie thought for a moment, then gave up and dumped the pile out onto the sand. "Ten" He answered simply, untwisting the top on the bottle in his hand.

"Wow. Your good." She noted, mildly impressed. "I know" Charlie replied with a grin, then took a gulp from his bottle. "Aren't you worried Sawyer's gonna notice that they're gone and then come find you and kick your ass?" She questioned in concern. Charlie considered the thought for a moment. "Nope" He answered simply. Shannon shrugged and grabbed another one of the bottles.

Later...

After laying down for a while, Claire left Aaron with Sun and headed off into the jungle. It was still windy on the beach, but the jungle was warmer. It made her feel a little less alone. at least when she was walking through the trees all by herself she actually was by herself. Being on the beach surrounded by people and still feeling like you had no one was to much to handle right now.

The ground was still soft from the little rain shower they'd had earlier, and all the plants were relatively soaked. All in all it made the jungle pretty humid. By the time Claire stopped for a rest at a small creek where the water flowed down from a hill she was exhausted, not to mention hot. Her feet were muddy as well. She turned back and glanced at the little water fall at the other end of the creek, witch at the moment was looking pretty good.

Claire thought for a moment and tried to remember the last time she'd actually walked out to the jungle to get cleaned up. It had been at least a few days, and now was a better time than ever. With that in mind, Claire slipped off her flip flops and stepped into the water. It was cool, refreshing, a perfect contrast to the hot air around her.

At first she'd only planned to rinse herself off. Dip her feet in, splash some water on her face, ex. But the more of her legs the water touched, the more the rest of her body felt as if it were going to melt. So instead, she decided to take a full shower and get the whole thing over with.

Later...

Kate's eyes fluttered open. She didn't remember where she was. Slowly, as she stared at the white walls around her, she began to remember. She was in a tent, she knew that much. It looked familiar, and there was a pile of her cloths in a suit case near by. She was in her own tent. Good. She rested for a moment, giving herself some time to wake up before she decided to move.

But as she laid there in silence, she was surprised to feel something move on the bed beside her. Kate's eyes shoot open again, wider this time. Slowly, cautiously, she looked over to the other side of the bed to find Sawyer laying beside her, dead asleep. Kate gasped and sat in surprise, covering her mouth with both hands as her thoughts began to race.

Oh god, oh god. What the hell happened? Think, Kate, THINK! Sawyer shifted beside her once again. He was gradually waking up, witch sent Kate into a deeper mode of panic. She had to do something, fast. Carefully, she slid out form under the thins sheet that was covering them, slowly becoming aware of the fact that underneath the sheet she was completely naked. Shit.

She leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed the small pile of cloths on the floor. She pulled on her tank top first, completely ignoring the bra. It would take to long to get on. She didn't have time for that. She needed to get out of that room, fast. She pulled on her shorts and buttoned them up, leaving her underwear behind as well.

Once dressed, she carefully got up off the bed and tiptoed over to her door, glancing back at Sawyer's sleeping form one last time before exiting. She was so busy looking back in her tent that she didn't realize Jack was standing outside her door and rain straight into him. "Jack" She exclaimed, looking up at him in surprise.

"W-what are you doing here?" She questioned, trying to play it off cool, while inside she was panicking like crazy. "You know exactly why" He explained firmly, to Kate's dismay. "Jack, please-let me explain" She begged, making sure to block the door way. "I don't want to here it Kate" He replied in annoyance. A stab of guilt rushed through Kate's body.

"I can't believe you'd do this to me, to yourself. God, Kate, I thought you were smarter than this" Jack noted with a sigh. Kate tried to say something in her defense but she couldn't get the words out. After that, Jack just walked away, Leaving her alone in her guilt. Tears pulled at the edge of her eyes, but she was determined not to cry.

She turned to go back into her tent when she ran straight into Sawyer. "So he knows" Sawyer noted, having heard their entire conversation. Kate nodded in response. "Yeah, he knows. Why? Are you gonna rub it in?" She questioned moodily, fighting back tears. "No, I was gonna ask if there's anything I could do to help" Sawyer replied in his own defense.

"Please, I think you've done enough" Kate replied in annoyance. "Oh, right. This is my fault. I almost forgot. All mighty Kate never dose anything wrong. It always someone else's fault, right?" Sawyer questioned sarcastically. Kate rolled her eyes. "Well, if you don't want me to help, fine. Handle it on your own" He added angrily, and then without another word, brushed past her and stormed off.

By now, the tears had managed to break through. Kate walked back into her tent and collapsed on her bed, letting them fall freely as she buried her head into the pillow.

Later...

"How's your face?" Shannon questioned, idly looking up at the sky. "Huh?" Charlie asked in confusion, he'd been spacing out for a while now. "I said how's your face?" She repeated, smiling in amusement. "Um, it hurts" He replied bluntly, laughing a little. "Yeah, I thought that much" She replied, playfully.

"Well, at least you can't really see it with all that stubble" She noted, reassuringly. Charlie smiled. "Last one. You want it?" He questioned, holding up the last little bottle. Shannon thought for a moment. One one hand she had had to much to drink. She was already acting a little silly and laughing for no reason. She probably shouldn't have any more. Then again, on the other hand, who cares? She's alone on an island in the middle of no where. What's wrong with having a few drinks?

"Split it?" She questioned, after all, half a bottle was better then a whole one. And he probably needed a drink just as much as she did. Charlie nodded and opened the bottle. He took a sip, then handed it over to her. Shannon sat up again and moved so that her back was against the tree beside them.

"Can I tell you something?" Shannon questioned curiously after taking a sip from the bottle. "Hm?" Charlie asked in reply, turning his head to face her. "Do you remember when we first got on the island, and I asked you to help me?" She asked with a hint of a smile. "Oh, you mean when you used me to get you food?" Charlie teased in reply.

"Yeah" Shannon nodded, in amusement. Charlie couldn't help but smile as well. "What about it?" He questioned curiously. "Well,..." Shannon began, taking another sip from the bottle and handing it back to him. "I just wanted you to know that I wasn't doing it to use you. I mean, I could have picked any guy on the island to go fishing for me..." She explained casually.

Charlie gave her a confused look. "Why did you pick me?" He questioned, raising a curious eye brow. "Promise not to freak out?" She questioned hopeful. Charlie nodded in assurance. "Well, I kind of hand a little crush on you" She admitted, slightly embarrassed. Charlie stared at her in surprise for a moment. "Really?" He questioned, blushing a little as he took a sip and gave her the bottle.

"Yeah. I mean, it was nothing big. You just have that hot accent, and you knew how to dress, and you seemed really nice..." She explained simply, playing with the bottle he'd handed back to her. Charlie couldn't help but smile. "I know, it sounds stupid, right?" She questioned, feeling a little embarrassed for telling him.

"No, not really. Lots of women like me" He assured bluntly. Shannon laughed. "No, really. Its true, you saw the list" He explained playfully. Shannon laughed again. "Well, if its any consolation, I didn't help you because I'm a nice person" He added, reassuringly. "Oh?" Shannon questioned, raising an eye brow.

"Nope. I'm just as trashy as you are, luv" He assured, playfully. Shannon was surprised to here him call her luv. The only person she ever heard him say that to was Claire. Maybe he used on everyone, after all, it is a British thing. She decided to ignore it. "Well, then, heres to being trashy" Shannon noted sarcastically, raising her bottle before finishing off the last sip.

Charlie laughed as he watched swallow it down and throw the bottle aside, hearing it break against a near by rock. The two burst out into laughter even harder, leaning against one another as drunks often do. Once the laughter died down, it got quiet. To quiet. Shannon sighed out loud as she looked up at the sky once again. Watching as the sky broke open and heavy rain drops began to fall down.

"Its it raining?" Charlie questioned out loud, though he'd meant to keep it in his head. "No, the sky's falling" Shannon replied sarcastically. The two both laughed. "We should probably move" He noted, simply, making no attempt to get up. "Yeah, probably" Shannon agreed, doing the same. After a moment, the two looked at each other and broke out into laughter again.

Charlie pushed himself off the tree and rose to his feet, landing a little off balance. He held out his hand to help Shannon up. The force he used to pull her up was a little to strong for her off-balnace body, and she stumbled forward, falling into him. Charlie stumbled back wards, but didn't fall. For a moment they just stood there, face inches apart.

A crack of thunder broke their concentration. "Come on, lets go" he suggested, and headed towards the jungle. Shannon nodded and followed, kicking one of the bottles out of her way as she went.

Later...

Kate laid in her bed alone. She was facing the tarp wall to the right of her bed, watching it move as the rain smacked against it. She was cold. No matter how many blankets she had to cover herself, she still felt cold. She was shivering, and she wasn't sure if it was from the chill in the air or simply because she'd been crying. It was probably a mixture of both. She felt weak, exhausted, helpless. And worst of all, she felt alone.

Then, out of no where, she felt something weigh down the other side of her bed, the moments later, and arm slid around her waist. She turned her head, looking over her shoulder to see Sawyer laying next to her, placing a kiss on her shoulder. She hadn't heard him come in. She was to tired to notice. More importantly, she was to tired to stop him.

At this point, she didn't want him to stop. She new very well she couldn't have them both. It wasn't fair to them. And Jack never seemed to show half as much interest as Sawyer did. Tonight was proof. He'd walked across the beach in the rain just to comfort her. To apologize, in his own way. The way that didn't include words.

So she gave in, rolling over so they were face to face and warping her arms around his neck, kissing him with relentless passion. Giving in to her emotions. Throwing caution to the wind. She didn't have to worry about Jack, or the any one else for that matter. At this moment, the only people on the island were her and Sawyer. And that's all that mattered.

The End.
For Now

Man, this is getting good! I hope you all are enjoying it as much as I am! lol. More twist to come in the next chapter!