That Happy Story

By:

LiL Pippin Padfoot

Disclaimer: "I've learned so many things from this class...lots of new jokes...who the hott guys on LOST are...lyrics to songs I never knew, or I thought I knew...this class has taught me so much. Especially patience." - Mrs. A, giving out the 'Mrs. A Awards!', LoL, loved the LOST part.

"Mrs. A had an 8th grade class, minds your P's and Q's, in that class there was Paige, Charlie, Boone, and LOST..." - My lyric in our 8th grade song, Thank you Sevies!

BTW, I do not own anything having to do w/ LOST, nor am I earning any money. Damn.

Chapter 8

Relax

Claire was at her wit's end. And Charlie was trying to help. Emphasis on trying.

"I'm sorry Charlie!" she finally yelled at him. "No one taught me how to do this! I don't know what to do!" That silenced Charlie for a moment, and Claire turned red about her outburst.

"Well," said Charlie. "Then we'll learn together."

"I'm so sorry." Claire said. "It's just, everythings going wrong, and I just feel like sitting down and crying along with him."

"That's okay." said Charlie. "Everyone needs a good cry once in awhile. Just let me help you."

Claire nodded, and Charlie went off to do something helpful, then he turned around, and looked at Claire. "Relax." he said.Claire smiled. She took a deep breath, and proceeded to change her baby.

Charlie ran up to Sayid. "Sayid," said Charlie.

"Yes?" asked Sayid, who wondered why Charlie wasn't helping Claire.

"Give me a gun, Sayid. I need to protect Claire."

"Last time you had a gun, you killed a man."

"I killed a muderer! I did us all good!"

Sayid just shook his head. Charlie would have never made a good soldier. He lived through his heart, and got to deep into things."No, Charlie." he picked up his things. "You want to help Claire? You want to protect her? Carry her child and get her to the caves." and with that, he walked away.

Charlie went back and began helping Claire, making a "Beorn", which in Dutch means 'baby carrier'.

"Oh Charlie!" said Claire. "Thank you!" she kissed him on the cheek, and Charlie blushed and got a flustered sort of grin on his face.

Just then, Claire noticed a lady come out of the forest. She was rather frightening looking, with long tangled black/brown hair. Her eyes and in just the way that she walked sort of swerving and uneavenly, gave Claire the impression that this lady was not all there. She picked T.H. up, and held him close. Charlie put his hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry." he whispered. 'Do I looked worried?' Claire thought, she decided she must look worried, but Charlie's hand on her shoulder was reasuring, even though she didn't know why she was worried. She took a deep breath.

"Where is Sayid?" she asked, in a frenzy. "I need Sayid!"

"Okay!" said Charlie. "I'll get Sayid." Claire gave Charlie a pleading look, but being a guy, he didn't notice and ran out into the forest.

Suddenly she didn't look so frazzled anymore. "Your baby?" she asked

Claire nodded, pulling T.H. closer. "Yeah."

"What is his name?"

"I haven't named him yet." said Claire

"Ah." she said, her eyes focused on T.H. "Can I hold the baby?"

Claire pulled T.H. so close that he cried. Claire loosened her grip. "No, I, I just fed him." she said, "I don't think it'd be a good idea. You know babies, always spitting up." She patted T.H. on the back, to prove her point, and then slowly started stepping away from her, glancing over her shoulder, hoping Charlie would materialize out of the jungle, Sayid in tow.

"You do not want me to hold the baby?" Claire noticed she spoke differently. Granted, everyone on the island spoke differently. She, with her Australian accent, Charlie with his British accent, Hurly and his American, Sawyer with his Deep South, and Sayid with his Iraqi accent. But hers, her accent was like nothing she had heard before. It was as if she been on the island so long that the island had given her a strange accent.

"No!" said Claire. "I mean, no, I told you, he just ate, I don't want him to get sick all over you."

She extended her arm, and Claire saw the scratches, and she saw the hazy image of scratching her. "How?" asked Claire. "How? When did I do that to you?" Roussoue pretended to sink to her knees in tears, but her hands closed around a rock. She hid it behind her back. "I'm sorry for scaring you. I can tell I have." Claire took another step back, but she stepped toward Claire. Claire thought she heard something in the jungle, and turned, hoping to see Charlie, she heard the thump as something hit the back of her head, she her T.H. cry, then everything turned into swirling darkness.

Charlie ran. He didn't trust that woman. Sayid had tried to convince everyone to call her 'Danielle' but Charlie thought of her as 'That Woman'. "SAYID!" Charlie yelled. He had always been yelled at as a child for not using his 'inside voice'. Boy, was he damn glad that he didn't listen to his teachers, and that he had Liam to yell and argue with. "SAYID!" he yelled again, as he ran past a line of people who were sniggering at how he was running. Well, how would they run if they had a backpack and a Beorn strapped to them? "SAYID!" Charlie yelled, suddenly noticing him. Sayid turned around, as did Shannon. "That Wo- Danielle is at the caves, she said she needed you." Charlie said breathlessly.

"Go on." said Sayid, and the line moved, and Sayid took off running toward the beach, Charlie following him. They were almost to beach when they heard a scream for help. Charlie stopped. That wasn't Claire's voice. Claire. Turnip Head. He ran after Sayid. Charlie gasped as he saw Sun holding a white cloth that was bloodstained to a crying Claire's head.

Charlie ran over to the baby's cradle. Gone. Charlie's eyes got wide. He threw his arms up, and his eyes got big. This wasn't happening. Claire was wailing in the backround, and Sayid and Sun were talking, and Charlie wasn't processing any of this. He needed to get Turnip Head back.

"I told you to give me a gun!" Charlie punched Sayid, who quickly revocered and grabbed Charlie's face. "You will not do that again." Charlie took a deep breath, and Sayid released him.

"Danielle has a head start, but if we leave right now we can catch her."

"We don't know where the bloody hell she went!" Charlie said

"I know where she went." Sayid headed off to the the jungle, Charlie looked back at Claire who was sobbing on Sun's shoulder, and he followed Sayid.

"Austin, are you straight now?" (referring to his sillhoutte Mrs. S was hanging.)

"Yeah, I'm straight now."

"Were you ever straight, Austin?" - BURRRRRRRRRRN, Rock on Forsyth's mom!