Empress Petra: lol. I knew I was gonna get an reply with someone saying that. Although I am known for my horible spelling, the miss spelling of civilized was done one purpose. Siville is the neighborhood I live in, witch is also the name of the neigborhood that Claire and a few other of the surviveres will be liveing in during the story. so "sivilized" is meant as a pun. Hopefully that explaines it.
lostlorenzo: Hey, good to hear from you again! And i'm glad you like the chapter so far. It is kind of your same concept. Charlie and Claire don't exactly split up, but alot dose go wrong once they are back on land. And there is alot of fighting. So it should be interesting. Oh, and since you asked, as much as i would like to contenuie baby boom...i'm not going to.
Two weeks later...
"Claire!" Abby called from the bottom of the stares in an obnoxtiously loud tone. Claire had curently been brushing her teeth in the upstairs bath room and was so startled by the sudden call that she kocked over the cup of tooth brushes with her elbow.
"In a minute!" She called back through a mouth full of tooth paste as she knelt down to pick up the cup and scartard brushes. Once she got the cup back in place, she leaned over the sink, spit, whipe her mouth and headed downstairs.
She reached the bottom of the steps and saw her mother standing at the front door. "Its for you" She explained simply as soon as she was aware of Claire's pressence and walked away from the door. Confused, Claire walked to the door and pulled it open to see Charlie standing on the other side of the storm door with a cheeky grin across his face.
"Charlie!" She exclaimed with a megga-watt grin, quickly pulling the storm door open so that she could give him the great big hug that she wanted to give him when they said good bye at the airport. The impact of her hug knocked him backwards at first, but he quickly recovered and threw his arms around her waiste.
They embraced for a long time before parting, both grinning like maniacs. Claire just stared at him for a moment, seeing how much he'd changed in the past two weeks, as nuts as that sounds.
"Come in" She insisted, grabing his hand and pulling him inside. Claire lead him into the kitchen, where her moom was busy feeding Aaron baby food with a little spoon. "Mom, this is Charlie" Claire explained, laying her hand on his shoulder. "I know dear, he told me at the door" Abby explained sarcasticly, glanceing over her shoulder momentarily.
Aarons face lit up at the sight of Charlie, and he quickly began trying to climb out of his chair in order to reach him. Charlie simply scruffed the little blode fluff on the top of the childs head, and Aaron was content.
"Here, Claire. Since you have company, why don't you feed him so I can go and start fixing up your room" Ms. Littleton offered, handing Claire the little silver spoon. "Sure, mum" Claire replied, and kelt down in front of Aaron so she could start feeding him.
"He looks bigger" Charlie noted, smiling down at Aaron who's cheeks were curently filled with baby food. "I know. I'm a little worried though. He refuses to eat anything except bananas" Claire explained in amusement. Charlie laughed. "I guess he's not very open to new things" he noted sarcasticly.
"I guess not" Claire replied, and tried once again to get the spoon into his mouth. No use. Aaron had his lips sealed shut, a clear statement that this little man was full. "All done" Claire anounced, and pushed herself to her feet. "Oh god, I'm starting to sound like my mum" She the noted a moment later, a look of disgust across her face. Charlie couldn't help but laugh.
"Well, haveing children can do that to a girl" Charlie noted playfully. Claire smiled and lifted Aaron out of his high Chaire, then moved to a seat and set him on her lap. For a moment, there was silence between them. Claire took the time to look him over once again.
He hadn't changed much. He still had the same messy blonde hair, the same short, thin form. His cloths even looked the same. But something, something was difforent. After a moment, Claire realized she'd been stareing at him and decided to strike a conversation.
"So, where have you been for the last two weeks?" Claire questioned, curiously. "I've been staying with my brother. His phones disconected, thats why I haven't called." Charlie explained, looking a little guilty. "Oh, don't worry about that. I've been so bussy with Aaron and my mother that I probebly wouldn't have had time to talk. Besdies, your much more amuseing in person" Claire confirmed with a reasureing smile.
"But you've never heard me on the phone, so how do you know?" Charlie asked, playfully. Claire couldn't help but laugh. "You have a point." she agreed with a smile, tucking a lose strand of hair behind her ear. Once again, she let her eyes dart to look at him. What is it? whats difforent? She wondered, squinting at him curiously.
"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Charlie questioned, feeling a little self conchious at her contenuous stare. "Oh, sorry. I just-you look...difforent" Claire explained, feeling a little embarrased. "I do?" Charlie questioned, looking puzzled. "Yeah. I can't put my finger on it. But theres something. Something difforent" She confirmed, sounding quite bewildered herself.
"...I took a shower" Charlie offered, thinking maybe clean was the new quality she wasn't used to. Claire broke into laughter. "Or maybe I'm just nuts" Claire replied in amusement, shifting Aaron on her lap.
"Could be" Charlie replied playfully. After a good laugh the two sat in silence for a long while. Just happy to be together once again.
sorry about the spelling you guys, but i wanted to get this up incase i have school tommarow and i'm waaaay to tired to spell check now. if anyone gets board and has the time on their hands to do it for me, since you all probly do it mentaly while reading any ways, feel free to email it to me at writethatdown257 at aol dot com. If not, i'll just have to do it my self.