Chapter Eleven:

Addiction To Obsession and Love

Charlie looked over his shoulder monitoring the door of the cave. He was clearly worried. Charlie looked down at Claire and little turnip-head, Aaron. Who was calmly sleeping in his mother's arms. Charlie always considered himself a protector of little Aaron after he was born. Charlie and Claire had formed this bond that made him feel responsible for anything dealing with either one of them. When that crazy French lady, Rousseau stole Aaron to get the others to exchange him for her son Alex, he took matters into his own hands. He remembered that he, himself had to bring back the little angel to his mother. He promised Claire. Just like he promised that he'd take care of both of them during this crisis.

Charlie remembered that this wasn't the first time where he felt he had to take care of someone. His brother Liam. His brother destroyed Driveshaft in his opinion. The drugs ruined the career that they had. Charlie made them promise each other that they would quit when Charlie wanted to. But in reality they both couldn't escape. Charlie, after confronting his brother about his addiction slowly crawled in the same addiction that was destroying his brother. Before boarding the Oceanic flight he pleaded with his brother to come back to the band. To revive Driveshaft. His brother wanted no part in the reunion, they reversed parts. Charlie was now the drug abuser and Liam was the negotiating brother. On the plane to Los Angeles to meet with executives for a come back album he was still using drugs to get a fix. Actually, when the plane went down he could remember exactly where he was. In the bathroom getting high. He couldn't find it in himself to quit. He was weak.

The only way he got sober was through the help of Locke. He slowly went into recovery for his addiction. And slowly was getting his mind on more important things. It was only until two weeks ago that he found Heroin in the plane that Sayid showed him. Apparently drug smugglers had crashed on the island not to long ago. He restrained himself from taking a whole statue of Mary. The smugglers had apparently stuffed the small bags of Heroin inside the statue for disguise. Charlie didn't know why he took the drugs. After all that he had been through, and everything that he wanted to live for. Why would he want to go back to doing the one thing he hated in the first place?

Claire needed him so much. Even though she would never admit it. She considered this was mainly because she wanted to this by herself. She understood that she needed help but never wanted to ask. She felt mostly responsible for the child. She felt a burden because she thought the child would be loved before she decided to give it up for adoption. Her boyfriend at the time told her that it was alright, that they would get through things. That the baby situation would work. That they could find some way of supporting the child. She went to a psychic because her friend begged her to, just for the fun of it. When he read her palms he begged her not to give up the baby, that the baby had to be raised by Claire. Even though Thomas, her boyfriend, acted as if he wanted the child, he later realized he wasn't ready to be a father. She trusted him and he let her down. He left her alone during her months of pregnancy.

Claire had gotten used to Charlie being around for both her and Aaron. She enjoyed his company. She knew that he'd do anything for both of them if it was needed. She wasn't as alone as she thought she would be.

Charlie smiled at Claire. "How are you holding up?" He whispered.

"I'm doing fine."

"And turnip-head?"

She smiled. "He'd doing fine. He's still sleeping." Turning back to look at Aaron. "Do you think we'll make it through the night?"

Charlie smiled reassuringly. "Yeah. I do." He paused for a moment before looking at the cave doors again. While watching, "If you want to, you can sleep. I'll keep an eye out."

"You are to sweet."

"Well, I only hope that I bloody get something for it." He chuckled. He always knew when to make the situation lighter. Maybe that was another reason why Claire found herself so attracted to him. Plus he is so good with Aaron.

"If anything happens."

"I know. I will wake you. Eh, plus if anything bad happens, I won't have to wake you. Probably thirty others will be doing that honor."

She smiled and drifted off to sleep her arms still cradling her innocent baby boy.