Reveiws
Alabelle: Just to clear things up, it was a dream. A creepy one at that. I actualy got the whole idea from this chapter from a dream, which included a bunch of random letters poping up in the middle of a jungle. I'm not sure what that was about, but I thought It would make a good story.
Meganfritz: Yeah, thats what I thought when I had that dream. Freaky.
Spice of Life: Yes. Yes it was. I'll do my best to update soon so that you won't have to suffer from the confusion for to long.
Charlie continued to toy with Claire's hair as she slept in his lap, unable to sleep. He was to concerned with the situation they were in, wondering what the hell was wrong with the hatch and why it was suddenly on the frits.
His mind was racing with possibilities, each more unsettling then the last. No matter what was going on, something was wrong.
If it weren't for his wish to keep from worrying Claire, he would probably be panicking. But panicking wouldn't do much good now.
Even if he wasn't protecting Claire, there still was nothing he could do. All he could do for now was to guard Claire, to comfort her and keep her safe in their secluded hall way while the men in the other room worked on finding a way out.
It wasn't until Claire shifted slightly in his lap, her body trembling just barely, that he was snapped out of his daze.
He looked down and watched as Claire's and grabbed hold of his shirt, gripping it tightly in her small fist as her lips moved without sound, muttering something so softly that he had no clue as to what she was saying.
"Claire" He spoke quiet but firmly, resting his hand on her shoulder. Then, to his surprise, she sat up, her long blonde stands that were still pretty soaked falling over her face, making her expression hard to read.
Charlie wanted in confusion as she rolled her head back, the hair falling out of her face as she looked up ward, although her eyes remained closed.
It became apparent that she was still dreaming, and was beginning to start walking in her sleep. Charlie knew it would be best to wake her, but was finding it difficult to come up with a way to do so.
Before he could come up with a plan, Claire was on her feet, continuing to stare at the same insignificant spot on the wall. Charlie watched in concern and slowly rose to his feet, using the wall as support.
After having her curled up in his lap for such a long period of time, his legs had fallen asleep, and they were going to be just as hard to wake up as she would be. Finally he managed to stand up completely, coming to eye level with Claire and blocking the space she'd been looking at.
"Claire" He spoke, giving her a questioning look, a bit freighted by her strange behavior. Her eyes opened suddenly, flashing with surprise as she came face to face with Charlie out of no where, bewildered by his sudden presence.
Her quick awakening had startled Charlie as well, and he'd let out a little cry of shock as he pressed himself back against the wall, worried she'd been possessed and was about to attack.
But instead Claire simply looked around in confusion, trying to understand how she'd gotten from the jungle to here in such a short time. The transition left her with a dizzy and weak feeling, causing the dim hall to go in and out of focus as she looked around.
Charlie could see her begin to sway and knew from her expression that she was abount to drop. He reached out his hands and placed them on either side of her shoulders, doing his best to keep her steady as he slowly lowered her down.
Once she was sitting, she felt a little more at ease. The world wasn't spinning quite so much and the warmth from his hands took away the eerie chill the dream had left her with. Now all she had to burden her was her confusion.
"What happened?" Charlie questioned, curious to know what she'd seen in her dream that had been powerfully enough to endues sleep walking.
Claire thought for a moment, trying to remember what she had seen. Strange as it seemed, in the short few moments it took for her to wake up, she'd forgotten. The dream was now no more then a faint, distant memory. And yet the uneasy feeling still remained.
"I can't remember" She explained, her voice soft as she stared at the floor. Charlie studied her in concern, trying to decipher rather she was actually unable to remember or she just didn't want to tell him.
After a moment he gave in, deciding that either way, it would be best to just forget about it.
Mean while...
The men in the other room remained comfortably asleep in the silent dark, un bothered by the sounds of Charlie and Claire's voices as he tried to calm her back down enough to sleep. Despite their desperate situation, things seemed calm.
Peacefully. No one felt as if they were in any real danger. The feeling gave them the ability to relax, stay rational. To sleep.
But it didn't keep them from waking at this slightest hint of danger, like the sound of foot steps against the metallic floor of the room they resided.
Sayid was the first to wake, his eyes snapping open instantly although they were little use to him in the dark.Echo awoke a moment later, slowly lifting his head and turning to Sayid, who was no more then a dark shadow in the dimly lit room.
Still, he managed to communicate by nodding his head, confirming that he heard the sound. They tried not to jump to conclusions. After all, the noises could just be Desmond pacing about once again. Sayid tried to look to the corner where he'd been sleeping but couldn't tell rather or not he was still there.
Once he gave up on straining to see, he turned back to Echo, trying to come up with a plan. Echo looked around for a moment, just to be sure, but could see nothing as well.
He turned back to Sayid, but before he could began to even think of a way to communicate his idea, there was a loud humming sound, as if a machine had just started up.
The two froze instantly, unsure what was going on. The humming grew louder and soon the lights began to flicker. That's when Desmond woke up.