Claire casually pushed some branches out of her way as she made her way along the path through the jungle to the hatch. Tentatively she opened and closed her empty hands- it felt weird not to be holding Aaron. It was the first time in weeks the two of them had been separated. She couldn't bear to be away from him at all, well at least since Charlie had tried to abduct him. Claire hated him. She had trusted him, but he had turned out to be controlling and a liar. Claire shook her head, trying to shake out any memories of Charlie that were still lurking in there.
Eventually she came to the hatch door. There was a reason she was here. She knew he would be on his shift right now, over the weeks she had come to know his daily routine off by heart. Once inside, Claire made her way along the dark corridor to the computer room. She brushed away a loose strand of blonde hair. She didn't know why she was worried, there was nobody else to witness her having her heart crushed into a thousand pieces. With a gulp Claire called out "Are you there John?" Suddenly a tall figure emerged from the doorway opposite. "Claire? What are you doing her? Where's Aaron…" Locke began but Claire stopped him mid-sentence. "Don't worry, Sun's babysitting for a while."
"So why are you down here Claire?"
Claire stared at the floor. "I…I came to see you John. To tell you…something. Important." Locke beckoned for her to follow him, he led her to a sort-of couch where they both sat down. "So…" Locke gazed into Claire's crystal eyes. A shiver ran down her spine. "What is it?"
But Claire didn't know where to begin.
There was how he had befriended her, had looked out for her, been so reassuring and nice. He had moved in next to her, sorted out Charlie for her, helped her with the baby. How every day she had come to know him better, she was falling more and more deeply in love with him.
"Umm, John, I'm in love with you. A lot, and I…" But she didn't get a chance to finish. Locke had moved towards her and had begun to kiss her. It felt sensational- something she had wanted to do so desperately ever since the first time their hands had brushed when she let him hold Aaron. And now she had her answer, he did love her. Claire let her hands wander around his neck, across his shoulders and down his back. His hands were cupping her face, but then he began to run them through her long, silky hair. Their kissing grew wilder and more passionate, and they progressed onto lower body feeling. It all felt so good.
Locke slowly rolled Claire onto her back, while they were still kissing. They were both touching and squeezing everything they could of each other: Claire ran her sweating palms up and down Locke's legs while he felt her breasts. But suddenly they heard a sound, and they instantly broke apart. It was the alarm.
"Yo Locke! Shouldn't ya be doing that number thing?" they heard Sawyer's voice shout from behind the computer. Sawyer spotted them and walked over. His cornflower-blue eyes observed their hot and sweaty complexions and their rumpled clothes. Claire hastily pulled her top down. She didn't want Sawyer to see her black lace bra. But Sawyer smiled. "Looks to me as if someone's gonna get some," he chuckled at them. He walked back over to the computer, typed in the numbers and pressed execute. "Well I'll leave you lovebirds to it!" Sawyer called over his shoulder.
But before he left he took something out of a pocket and chucked it to Locke. And then he was gone. They heard the door bang shut.
"What's that…oh!" Claire exclaimed, recognised the tiny packet in Locke's outstretched hand as a condom. "Well this just makes things easier…" and so Claire began to plant kisses on Locke's neck, starting with just below his ear and continuing down to where his shoulder started. Carefully she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed him backwards, until he was lying down and she was on top. Locke smiled up at Claire. "I love you and I want you. Right here, right now."
And Claire's hands began to snake over his exposed chest, followed by her tongue…