Disclaimer: As much as I would like to have Charlie all for myself I do not own him, or Claire or any of the other Characters or anything related to Lost.
Authors Note: This one is Charlie/Claire (and baby makes three! It's a happy family!) a version of a conversation that could've followed after Claire found out what was in that virgin mary statue. Fluff everywhere because Claire and Charlie are the ultimate fluffy couple.
Paradise
Not Just Anyone
"I told you I haven't touched it. Any of it!"
His eyes didn't move, whilst hers switched from him to the small plastic bag in her hand. He seemed to be telling the truth, she wanted to believe him.
"You know me, you know I wouldn't lie to you."
But that was just it. She didn't know him. She didn't know.
"How do I know that, Charlie? How? Because I don't know you, I have no idea who the hell you are! You could be anyone, Charlie, anyone!"
"But I'm not."
Claire gave an exasperated sigh and turned away from him, looking instead at Aaron, asleep in his cot. But Charlie continued anyway.
"I'm not anyone. I'm the guy who'd do anything for you, who'd die to protect you and who'll always be there for you. I love you Claire and if you know that you know me."
She didn't say anything. Didn't move.
He turned and began to walk away.
"Charlie, wait!" she ran after him, he stopped and turned. She opened her mouth to speak, but found no words. Instead she kissed him.
After a long moment she pulled away, she had finally found the words she needed:
"I love you too."