That Happy Story
By:
LiL Pippin Padfoot
Disclaimer: "Romeo, oh Romeo, where art thou, Romeo?" - Romeo and Juliet
Chapter 9
He Loves Her
Sayid raced into the jungle with the silver case that had the guns in it. He stopped and opened the case.
"Here." he handed Charlie a gun. "Don't make it personal." said Sayid.
"She's a nut job." said Charlie. "Why would she take Claire's baby?"
"She's going to make a trade. She's going to the black smoke, and try to get her daughter back."
"That's sick." said Charlie. "It doesn't make sense."
"Don't try to apply sense to her actions. She's a mother who lost her child. Just like Claire." Sayid looked at Charlie. Soldiers were taught to know their enemy, but not to know their enemy. If you want to stop some one form killing, give your enemy a human face. That's what Sayid was trying to do to Charlie. Get Charlie to realize that Danielle had been alone to long to understand anything sane. That Claire would do anything to get her son back, as Danielle would do to get Alex back.
Just then Sayid heard someone or something coming toward them, Claire burst through the underbursh with Sun right behind her.
"I'm coming with you." she said. Sayid noticed that there were still tears running down her face.
"Claire..." Charlie was trying to get her to not come with them.
"Don't tell me what to do!" she yelled. "It's my baby!" and Sayid watched as Claire hit at Charlie and yelled at him, and how Charlie just stood there and took it. "Shhh." Charlie had Claire enveloped in a hug now, and she was sobbing harder then ever. "Get him back Charlie." she said. "Get Aaron back." Charlie looked taken aback. "Aaron?" he said. "I'll get Aaron back Claire, I promise." After seeing that, all Sayid could think was 'He loves her.'.
"We need to go." said Sayid, Charlie looked at Claire one last time, and then followed Sayid.
Sun put her arm around Claire's shoulder, and lead her back to the beach, and packed her things. Sun enlisted the help of another survivor to carry Aaron's cradle. Claire held a bag of her things in one hand, Sun had a bag her one hand, but her other arm was holding onto Claire. Sun felt if she let go of Claire, Claire might fall apart.
When they got to the caves, Sun sat Claire down, and went to make her something to eat.
Charlie and Sayid raced throught the jungle. Sayid worried for a moment when he thought he had lost Charlie. Sayid wished he could've ran slower, so Charlie could have caught up with him, but Charlie had never been in great shape, and the slower they ran, the longer it'd take to catch Danielle.
"I'm over here!" Sayid called, and Charlie came running. They began to take it at a slower pace, and they broke into a slight clearing, where there was a blanket set on some rocks under a tree.
"Aaron!" and Charlie raced forward.
"No! Charlie!" Sayid went to stop Charlie, but it was too late, Charlie had picked up the blanket, it had been a trap. Rocks fell from the top of the tree, hitting Charlie.
Sayid raced over, and Charlie's face was covered in blood. He lifted up Charlie's head. The cut on it was too deep. Sayid knew right away that he couldn't stop it. "Here, put pressure on it." he handed Charlie a piece of a ripped up t-shirt that was being used as bandages. "It's too deep." Sayid said. "You have to go back, Charlie."
"No!" Charlie sputtered. "I won't."
"The cut is too deep! I'll go on and get back Aaron."
"I told her I'd bring him back, and I'll die before I go back without him."
"The cut is too deep." Sayid repeated
"So?" asked Charlie. "You are soldier! What do you do when you get injured?"
Sayid thought of the crude way soldiers without a doctor near by to stitch the wound would stop it.
"Okay." said Sayid. "This will hurt, and it won't be pretty. But you asked for it, yes?" Charlie nodded, and Sayid pulled out a bullet, popped it open, tipped Charlie's head back, and dumped the gunpowder in the wound.
"AH!" Charlie yelled, trying to move away, but Sayid had a firm grip, and with his other hand, he pulled out a match, and struck it.
"This is because I hit you, isn't it?" Charlie asked right before Sayid lit the gun powder on fire, melting it, forming a metal bandage. As soon as Sayid lit it, he jumped ontop of Charlie's waist, holding him down, as he writhed and cursed everything under the sun. Everything except Claire and Aaron.
"Here. I made you some soup." Sun handed Claire a bowl of soup.
"No, I can't. I couldn't." said Claire, shaking her head. 'I can't eat while Charlie is out there rescuing my baby, which was kidnapped, and who knows whats going on. What if Charlie or Sayid dies? What if Aaron dies? Oh, god.' Claire's thoughts intertwined to one thing. 'What if they die?'. But yet, Claire was hungry, not eating anything this morning, and the soup did smell good.
"Don't punish yourself." said Sun. "You are hungry, and you should eat. Be strong for when Charlie and Sayid return with Aaron."
Clarie nodded mutely and accepted the soup. "What makes you so sure that they will come back?" asked Claire.
"He promised he would." said Sun
"Yeah?" said Claire. "Thomas promised too. Promises are easily broken."
"Claire," Claire looked Sun in the eyes. "If Charlie says he will bring back Aaron, he will bring him back."
"How do you know?"
"I see it in his eyes, and I don't know how you don't." said Sun. "He loves you Claire, and maybe you don't realize it, or you've been hurt to much to know it, but when he promises to do something for you, he does it."
That silenced Claire, and she just sat there, sipping her soup, now with another repeating thought, this one happy in a bittersweet way:
He Loves Me.