Chapter 7: True feelings
Shannon's eyes shot open but she didn't move at all. Sayid ran out of the tent. "Jack! Jack!" he called. Jack came running over to him.
"What is it?" Jack asked.
"She opened her eyes, but she hasn't moved," Sayid told the doctor hurriedly. Jack and Sayid went inside the tent.
"Shannon? Shannon can you hear me?" Jack grabbed her hand. "Shannon if you can hear me, I need you to squeeze my hand." Jack got no response. "She's remembering when she hit her head, it's a reflex, but she's not waking up." Jack said. "Sayid, you need to know, she's in a coma, and she might not ever come out." with that, Jack left the tent.
Sayid kissed Shannon's unresponsive hand. "Please come back to me," he prayed for a few minutes and then left.
"May I go in?" Claire asked coming across the beach to Shannon's tent.
"Sure," Sayid answered. Claire entered the tent and held Shannon's hand. Claire began to cry. Jack popped his head in.
"Claire? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but will you get Charlie and tell him to bring our son," Claire said looking into Shannon's open eyes.
"Our son?" repeated Jack confused why she had referred to Charles as Charlie's son. "Okay, I have to go to the caves anyway and get some medicine." Jack said as he pulled his head out and set off in the direction of the caves. Claire brushed her hand over Shannon's eyes, closing them.
About ten minutes later the flap of Shannon's tent parted, and Charlie and Charles came in. "I love you," Claire said.
"I love him too," Charlie answered.
"Charlie," Claire said looking at her boyfriend.
"Yes," he looked back at her.
"I was talking to you," she looked down at Charles.
"Oh," Charlie had a shocked expression on his face.
"You don't have to say it back," Claire said solemnly.
"But I want to," Charlie put his arm around her. "I love you too." They kissed each other like never before, with so much feeling. Charles began to giggle. "And of course we both love you two," Charlie smiled. Claire tickled Charles' feet an he giggled again.
"I love when he giggles," Claire kissed Charlie again, and Charles giggled again. "I guess he approves of us getting married when we're rescued."
"And if we aren't?" Charlie said.
"Then we'll get that man named Jason to marry us, he's a pastor," Claire said. She laid her head on her new fiancee's shoulder. Then the three of them fell asleep.
