Tears in Heaven

The island could be seen by an outsider to be a lost paradise something that should be treasured and loved even, but to those survivors of the Oceanic flight 815 it was a living hell, for months they had waited for rescue, for months had faced some of the most difficult things ever known to man, and seen things no one should ever see. Death surrounded this island, or so one would think. One man however never saw it like that….John Locke….the island's own living, breathing miracle. Few knew that he had not been able to walk for 4 years until he got onto the island, he kept it a secret. Wanting no one to see him as weak. He had proved that he wasn't, hunting and providing for the group, all respected him in some way. Shannon had even lightened up to him now, months after the death of her brother. But even through all this, he was still alone really, everyone had someone to look out for them except Locke, this is the story of how he found love and everything that he had ever wished for.

Claire struggled as she tried to pull the tarpaulin onto her shelter better, she had decided to stay near the caves but have her own little area for her and baby Aaron. She cried out in frustration and was about to throw a stick of bamboo before a gentle had touched her arm. She turned and looked up at Jack, he smiled down at her, "Want some help Claire?" he offered smiling at her, she returned his smile, "Sure Jack," she said as she moved a side a little for him to help pull the tarpaulin back so it formed a roof on her shelter, just in case any rain should get through the thick canopy. "How are you Charlie?" Jack asked, "You and the baby holding out ok?" he asked as he looked over his shoulder at her as he tied the last knot to keep the tarpaulin in place. "I'm fine Jack and so is Aaron, though it is tiring but yeah well that's to be expected," she said smiling at him, "Um have you seen Charlie, he always seems to disappear now a days," she said to Jack as she sat down to look at little Aaron in his cradle. Jack knelt by her and shook his head, "No I haven't seen him but I'll send him over if I do," he patted her arm gently and stood up, he smiled at her then walked away back to where Kate sat.

Claire sighed and smiled down at her baby, "He's going to be a strong lad that one," came a voice from over by the waterfall. Claire started a little but smiled when she saw who it was and blushed a lot, "Thank you," she whispered not making eye contact with Locke as he sat cleaning his knives, she had always never really been sure of him, he was different from most of the men on the island he seemed to know what he was doing. Locke smiled and walked over to where she was, "Is the cradle doing ok?" he asked making sure if his handy work was ok. "Yes its fine thank you," said Claire looking at him coming close to her and her baby. For some reason she wasn't scared or worried by this fact, like she was sometimes with Charlie, "Thank you so much, Mr Locke it.." "You can call me John, Claire" said Locke butting in, he didn't really like it when people called him 'Mr Locke' or 'Locke' for that matter. "Um ok…uh John," said Claire looking at him then back down to Aaron quickly. Locke smiled at Claire he felt it was his duty in a way to keep an eye on her Charlie seemed to have made himself pretty scarce over the last few days. He sat there thinking what could he be up to.

Locke suddenly thought of something and shook his head, "Excuse me Claire I have some work to do," he said as he stood up and slowly walked away and sheathing his knife on his belt as he walked. Claire smiled and shook her head, she always found him quite odd when he had things on his mind, she watched though as he walked, the way he walked and how she actually found it quite attractive, oh my god her brain shouted You can't think like that about him he's like old enough to be your dad. She however smirked at herself and giggled a little. Locke turned his head and looked over his shoulder smiling at her, he liked it when she laughed, it made him feel all fuzzy inside, he shook his head, he couldn't think about her like that it was wrong.