Hey it's the second chapter and I was wondering why some of the people who red it didn't review… I nearly got depressed, until I got a review from someone. Yay! I get to emotional over reviews sometimes… I'm still too young to deal with rejection.

Chapter two: Sayid's POV

I sat on the beach we'd once lived on; Charlie wouldn't stay in the caves any longer. I'd agreed to stay with him every two nights and Kate would stay with him on the others. I watched the blond man in front of me fidget nervously as he watched the sea's increasing violence.

"You look nervous." I stated, tired of the silence we'd been sharing for nearly two days.

"I'm worried about the others. The ones on the raft." He looked up at me with woeful eyes. I sighed and tried to find some sought of comforting remark to make. I couldn't find one, for all I knew they were dead, so we sat in silence for even longer. I hated the odd silences that had grown when any one was near Charlie. Claire had still not even tried to talk to Charlie, and he, sensing she was still very pissed, had stayed away. We sat for hours in silence, even long after the sun went down. Sense it was just the two of us we didn't need a big fire but we built one any ways. We didn't know if someone would come by and see it, or maybe the raft needed help to get back.

Charlie sat on the other side of the fire, I watched him through the red and orange, noticing the way it lit up his tired expressions in to a horror movie glow. I noticed the shaking in his small frame, he twitched even worse now and I wondered what was going through his mind, just wishing I could know…

Charlie's POV (just a quick one!)

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Sayid's POV (oh and the above is a jingle for a cleaner add. Recently used in a 'how clean is your home add.)

The blanket around my shoulder and not his made me feel guilty. I stood up and approached him, I dropped the blanket on his shoulders. He jumped as it touched him, then, realising it was just a blanket, he clutched it tightly on to him.

"Thanks." I thought I heard him mumble in to his purple and black shirt. I sat down close to him and he glared at me with cold bluey grey eyes. I scooted a few inches away from him and he settled down again. "I just don't…" He started to explain why he didn't want me to close to him but I interrupted.

"It's okay." I smiled and, much to my surprise, he grinned back. He looked so tired, large grey bags under his eyes made me feel so sorry for him. He hadn't got enough sleep. Well duh! Why am I saying that! He yawned and closed his eyes, I prayed he'd be able to sleep tonight. I heard his breathing deepen and steady and I knew he was asleep. I sighed; he hadn't slept since it happened. He fell to his side, leaning on my shoulder he murmured in his sleep. It was inaudible yet it wasn't bad. I guessed the reason he hadn't been sleeping as a fear of night mares about two days ago. I looked down at him, he was peaceful and I chose to liken his face to that of a depiction of the angel Gabriel. Blond hair fell in to his face and I felt my heart skip as he wriggled closer to me. I sighed and thought about sleeping but I decided I should stay awake, just in case something were to happen.

Charlie's POV

He thinks I'm asleep. I couldn't sleep after what had happened, but I didn't want to worry him. And any ways, if I closed my eyes like this I may actually be able to sleep somehow. It was clear he didn't feel safe going to sleep but he needed rest as much as I did. He drifted off slowly, but I still couldn't get to sleep. I sat up and removed the blanket from my shoulders. His gesture was nice but very much the opposite of what I needed. I felt to hot, I had been feeling like I was on fire for nearly as long as I haven't been sleeping. But, for some reason, it was even worse that night, I ran my hand across my forehead and it didn't feel good. I fell backwards on to the sand and felt my self loosing power, I knew he was a light sleeper so I reached over to him and said his name quietly, trying to wake him.

Sayid's POV

I jolted up at the touch to my arm, and the mention of my name in the way of asking for help. I looked over and saw Charlie. I wanted to freak out, he had looked fine a minute ago. I leaned over and took his temperature with the back of my hand, he was burning up. I tried to sit him up and to get him to wake up.

"Charlie? Charlie can you hear me? You need to stay with me Charlie." I repeated my self over and over again as I fumbled for my water bottle which was some where behind me. Finding it I quickly removed the cap and tried to get him to drink it. His mouth was only open a little but he still took some. I felt relieved to know he was still conscious; he hadn't choked on the water after all. "Charlie? Can you hear me? I need to go get Jack. Do you want to come with me?" I looked down at him, praying that he'd open his eyes and let me help him to jack. He didn't open his eyes but he did nod. I lifted him up off the ground and put one of my hands under his legs by his knees. I then propped him up on the other and carried him in to the woods. Once again I thought of a Soyer like saying, something annoying like, where are the happy couple going for a honey moon. It was late and I didn't expect Jack to be up but I knew he'd need to be woken. I saw the glow of the fire up ahead and quickened my pace.

"Help!" I shouted to get someone's attention. Also I just wanted to piss people off by waking them up, filling in for Soyer in a sense. John Locke was the first one there. He looked at Charlie then up at me.

"What the hell happened?" He asked, accusing me with his tone.

"I fell asleep and he woke me up, barely conscious. At least I'm telling the truth." I glared angrily at John. Why should he be able to treat me like this, he'd lied about Boone. Locke could sense what I meant and grabbed Charlie off of me. Reluctant to leave he urged me on to get Jack, pointing out that I was tired and could trip easily in the cave. I ran through just waking clumps of people to get to Jack. He was rubbing sleep from his eyes, lucky bastard.

"What's wrong?" He asked me, looking up at urgent eyes.

"It's Charlie. He's burning up and he collapsed on the beach." I was panting from the run, normally it wouldn't have been a strain but lugging the tiny little bit of weight that is Charlie made things slightly harder. He stood up and followed me to where John had laid the basest down. I watched as Jack looked Charlie over before starting to do a few quick and easy tests, he felt his forehead, looked in to his eyes by lifting the lid and leaned close to Charlie's stomach to listen for a heart beat. He straightened up and sighed, rubbing his face in a very doctorish way. "Is he going to be okay?" I asked, sounding like a mother.

"He must've been feeling this coming. It's not the sought of thing that just appears. He hasn't been drinking enough. Sleeping enough and he hasn't been eating enough. Sayid you should've noticed this."

"He drinks more then ever and has an excellent appetite. And before you even suggest it he's not goring and throwing it up afterwards." I was angry that Jack was accusing me and saying that Charlie was doing this to him self.

"I don't mean just the past few days, maybe it's been festering and he's tried to get red of it by eating and drinking. Sayid, he will be fine, I promise." Damn! Now I was worrying even more, the way he's said 'I promise' just spelt doom. "Get some sleep. He'll be awake by the time you are." He smiled and nodded to me to leave the area. How could I sleep? How could I?... then I fell asleep. Quickly as I sat down I was a sleep. I was sitting near Hurly and Claire.

Jack's POV (Yay a new one!)

Damn it Charlie! I shouted in my head as I looked down at the blond man on the rock in front of me. I couldn't figure it out. I didn't know why he was sick. He seemed fine and Sayid had been watching him so well. I couldn't have damn well told Sayid I didn't know though. Kate appeared by my sighed and sat by Charlie's head. She stroked his hair like he was some sought of Border collie dog. She looked at me and could tell something was very wrong.

"I don't know." I sighed angrily at my self in an effort to get her to stop staring at me. I couldn't figure it out, I stressed out so much, not wanting another person I could actually consider a 'friend'' to die. I spent the whole night threating and trying every thing I could. Many times Kate and Sun tried to get me to stop, telling me to just wait. Maybe Sayid did know something and just needed time to think about it. I wanted to go over and shout at him. Why hadn't he told me more, why!

"Damn it!" I swore back and forth as I paced the cave. As the day broke I realised Charlie had gone very plae. "Shit." I leant down and put two of my fingers on the vein on the back of his neck. I couldn't feel a pulse. I put my hand over my mouth and squeezed my eyes tightly together. Kate came running in as she heard me let out one audible sob. She saw the look in my eye then looked up at Charlie. Kate, I could tell, wanted to be strong. However, she had loved Charile, I knew she had, maybe not in a romantic way, but she had. She looked down at me then ran away. I saw her run and watched her run staight in to the arms of Sayid. He was unsure what she was crying about but when he looked at me he got it. That look on his face... that horror. I couldn't bear it.

Charlie's POV

Where am I? Why is it dark? Am I running? My feet are moving, I must be. But where? Am I running to or from? I can hear Sayid telling me to stay with him, Jack cursing and crying from more then one. I sudenly stop running. I look around and see an odd purple light aproachng, it passes through me like I'm not even here. I see a baby in a cot in front of me, where it came from i don't know. I hear it cry out and run to it's side, I look in and there's nothing. I hear someone calling me, they seem so far away. It's Sayid, he's upset, he's shouting at me, telling me that it can't happen, I can't be dead. Of course I'm not dead. I feel something warm against my lips and my eyes open, I feel a pulse running, I had been when it stopped.

Sayid's POV

I couldn't believe it. How could Charlie be dead? It's imposible, nothing that only makes him hot a pass out can realy be fatal could it? Shit listen to me. I'm making excuses. I transfere Kate on to Jack and walk on my own to wards Charlie. Every one else watching Jack and Kate as they're bombarded with questions. I walked over to Charlie and spoke, quietly at first then I started shouting, turning my head to make sure no one was watching. Sure as hell that no one was watching I leant over and pressed my lips against Charlie's cold chapped lips. They were meant to be cold anyways. They weren't they were warm and I felt them part. I pulled back quickly to find my self looking down in to his open eyes, staring up at me with disbelief. Shit!

To be continued...

He he... Sayid kissed Charlie Sayid kissed Charlie. Ha! Sorry I'm having to much fun for it being my first day back at school. Please review, at least two reviews or I'm not continuing. Hell I don't care they can be from the same person I just need two to feel like it's worth my study time.