A/N: I don't really have much to say except… if you like this story PLEASE REVIEW! Okay… on with the story….

Disclaimer: If I owned LOST the Others would dye their hair pink and Michael would go drown himself and Sawyer would declare his undying love for mangoes. Clearly I don't own it…

(Charlie's point of view)

I'm not even sure what happened. I mean all I remember is excruciating and then I could hear Claire talking to me in the darkness. Telling me that everything would be okay and that Jack said I would survive. She even went on to describe her past relationships and that her last boyfriend was the one that got her pregnant. She even told me how he left her when the baby's birth date got even closer and how scared she was when he left. But then she stopped talking to me and the nightmares took over. I remembered what living in my house was like… with my father who was always so angry and my mother who tried to be the middle man between my brothers and him. God… then she died… it just happened so… suddenly. Suddenly… what does it mean to die suddenly? A heart attack or maybe you just lose the will to keep living. I didn't even have much time to comprehend it… I didn't even fully realize until she was being lowered into that never ending pit. I was only seventeen… only seventeen and my father expected me to be strong and not cry. I did my best… I really did… though I regretted holding back the tears. Just another chapter of my screwed up life I guess.

(No point of view)

Claire watched as Charlie slept… I guess you could call it sleeping. He looked so peaceful and Claire couldn't help but smile… she had never seen him look so relaxed. He didn't look guarded or nervous… he just… was. It's one of those things that are impossible to explain to someone else but when you see it you just know. Just like that… when someone just is it blows your mind… and even you can't comprehend it fully. Claire knew that she couldn't explain it to herself even so decided to just bask in this new feeling. It couldn't just stay that way forever though. Suddenly Charlie's face contorted into something painful and his body jerked as if he had just been hit by something coming full speed. Claire instinctively reached to grab Charlie's hand but he jerked away as though he was frightened.

Charlie groaned in annoyance when his phone didn't stop ringing… even though he'd been ignoring it for the past ten minutes. With a frustrated sigh Charlie groggily reached over to grab his cell phone while carefully avoiding hitting his best friend Mickey. Charlie and his father had just got in a row over Charlie's music and Charlie had taken off to vent on his friend. He didn't think he'd fallen asleep though… damn… time flies.

"Hello," Charlie stated with a slight slur from being woken up so early… it must be about two in the morning!

"Charlie? Man is that you?" his brother's voice floated to Charlie's ear and he inwardly cursed at his brother… heck he even started streaming curses into the phone.

"What the bloody hell do you want? Do you realize that it's bloody two in the morning and that I was probably bloody sleeping?" Charlie snapped but instantly lowered his voice when he heard his friend stir.

"Sorry Charlie but I really have to talk to you," his brother whispered urgently and something in his tone of voice caused Charlie to immediately sit straight up, no longer sleepy. Something was wrong.

"What? For Christ's sake what's wrong?" Charlie asked worriedly. He could hear his brother curse into the phone before finally answering.

"After you left… Dad was in a right state and he set off on Mum… and well…" Charlie froze. Charlie might not have cared much about his father but his mother was the world to him.

"Did that bastard lay a hand on her?" Charlie asked urgently and his voice shook with rage and concern.

"He did… he went right off on her mate… boy I tried to stop him but he was so angry…" Charlie could hear the regret in his older brother's voice but Charlie decided it was best not to interrupt him. "And mom… she started yelling at him!" This surprised Charlie… usually his mother quietly took his father's rage for fear of making him angrier. "She told him how he had no right to treat you the way he does about your choice of music and that you were more of a man than he ever would be…" Charlie felt a large lump growing in his throat and he found it hard to breath.

"What did he do… did he kill her?" Charlie whispered and now he knew that Mickey was awake… if only barely.

"No… he was so surprised that he backed right off… in fact he had hardly even hit her… I doubt she had a bruise. They just… stared at each other for the longest time… then mum went to her room and slammed the door. Charlie she won't come out for anyone… please come home… she'll open the door for you!" Charlie was silent for a moment, relieved that his mother wasn't hurt.

"I'm coming right over… okay… bye…" he muttered and he turned to Mickey who was now fully awake.

"What's wrong Charlie?" he asked tiredly but concern was etched in his voice.

"I gotta get home Mickey… trouble with Mum…" he explained and Mickey nodded.

"Do you want me to come with you?" he asked but Charlie shook his head, smiling at his good friend.

"Nah… I just hope I don't wake your parents up with the car starting…" he grinned but it was strained. He HAD to get home and quick.

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Claire watched as Charlie continued to dream and once again she wondered what it could be he was dreaming of. Realizing that another hour had passed Claire quickly grabbed another pill and helped Charlie swallow.

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Jack's eyes snapped open and he was charged and ready to go. He carefully came to his feet and tentatively took a step forward. Better… still painful but better. He once more began his trek to find Kate… he knew that she couldn't be far away. As he began walking he began to ponder why it was he was going to such lengths for Kate.

"It's not as if we dated or anything… we only kissed once and that was a mistake!" Jack shouted angrily as he walked slowly.

"But how do you know it was a mistake? Did you ever ask?" the sensible part of his brain asked while Jack grew angrier.

"Well how could it not be a mistake? I mean she looked terrified that she had done it and then she ran like the bloody devil was after her!" Jack muttered darkly. The other part of him just laughed at Jack.

"Tell yourself whatever you need to to get through the day buddy boy. But you know that she isn't just some girl to you. You were in love with her as soon as she agreed to stitch you up. Not the most romantic first date but still…" Mr. Sensible teased. For once Jack shunned this part of him and refused to let it talk anymore. He didn't want to be cool and collected. He just wanted to be angry for a while.

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"How's the babysitting going for ya Libby?" Ana asked as she watched the giggly blonde bounce the baby up and down playfully.

"Oh… it's going great Ana! I just adore children… I used to have one but…" Libby immediately trailed off and changed the subject. "He's just a little angel though… he hasn't cried since I've been here!" Libby exclaimed, suddenly happy again. Ana for one though was certainly disturbed by Libby's change of mood. She thought it best though not to push Libby to tell her about her child. Ana watched Aaron giggle and laugh… with that maniacal little gleam in his eye that only happy babies are able to achieve and felt tears growing in her eyes. She had wanted that so badly and it was snatched away in one fell swoop. Before she knew it she was crying… no sobbing so loudly that Libby stopped her cooing to rush over to Ana.

"Ana! Ana what's wrong?" Libby asked fearfully. She had never once seen Ana break down like this and it unnerved her. Hell… it horrified her.

"All I wanted was a baby…" Ana sobbed uncontrollably know. "All I wanted was something that I could love selflessly and who would love me back!" she cried and struggled to control herself. Libby felt tears invading her eyes as well but quickly forced them back.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Libby asked softly. Ana stubbornly shook her head. Now that her tears had lessened and she had her wits about her once more Ana didn't want to let her emotions show.

"I've talked about it for years now… I don't need to relive it anymore. It's a part of my past now," Ana said, stripped of any emotion. Libby smiled sympathetically.

"Well… you're not alone. I won't make you talk but I will ask you to listen," Libby said soothingly and took it as an invitation to continue when Ana didn't leave. "Oh let's see… it's been such a long time now…" Libby said distantly and she looked distractedly at Aaron.

"Who does she think she is… she had no idea what the hell it is I'm going through!" Ana thought viciously to herself. She was shocked though when Libby turned to face Ana once more and revealed hurt and sadness in her eyes.

"I was sixteen when it happened. It was an accident that I didn't know could happen… I was so young and naïve… I heard about girls getting pregnant from my school but I just didn't think it would happen to me," Libby said with a nervous laugh. "I was in love with a boy a year older than me… his name was Jackson and he was a football player." Normally Ana would have smirked but she didn't even have the temptation to this time.

"What were you… a cheerleader?" Ana said, voice still shaky from her crying episode. Libby smiled sadly and continued with her story.

"No… I was just a normal high school student… not really active in extracurricular activities like sports… I was in the yearbook club… that's pretty much it. I always thought it was so odd that Jackson was interested in me… he surprised me by casually asking me to go to one of his football games," Libby chuckled a little bit. "I, of course, said yes and he told me the times and asked me to meet him on the field before the game started. We got to know each other a little better and it turned out he was really a nice guy." Libby stopped speaking for a moment and looked off in the distance… perhaps trying decide what to say next.

"Sounds like the perfect teen romance," Ana said casually. "So what was wrong with this guy… was he an alcoholic or some kind of sicko who knocks up girls for fun?" Ana asked curiously. Libby shook her head and smiled distantly.

"He seemed so perfect… and no he wasn't addicted to anything as far as I knew. I watched him play his game and cheered for him. Of course the other girls were all jealous of me because Jackson was considered a stud in those days," Ana chuckled at this. "Anyway, when the game was over we went our separate ways and I thought he wouldn't look my way the next day. I was surprised when he caught me in the hall to ask me on another date," Libby smiled a little and Ana smiled with her.

"I assume you said yes," Ana stated because she knew that Libby had to of. Libby merely nodded and continued with her story.

"And I said yes another time… and another time after that… we went on so many dates and I started to love him. He told me one night when I was over at his house to watch a rented movie that he loved me too. I was so happy," Libby smiled through tears, "And then everything after that is such a blur… it was the night for us." Libby hugged her arm a little and Ana wondered if it was meant to comfort or if was just a habit.

"Go on," Ana encouraged gently and Libby looked uncomfortable.

"Well… about a month after that I started to feel sick every morning. I could hardly look at certain foods without feeling ready to throw up. At first I thought I had just caught something so I stayed home with my mom for a while. But then it never stopped and my parents finally took me to the Emergency Room to see what was wrong with me. I think that they thought I was dying and I thought so too. Then the doctor examined me and ran some tests and when they came back…" Libby's voice broke and she looked away. To Ana it seemed as though she were ashamed.

"And he told you that you were pregnant?" Ana asked even though she already knew the answer. Libby merely nodded and wiped away a couple tears painfully.

"I didn't know what to do… I… I was in shock I think. My dad went ballistic. Accusing me of sleeping with Jackson, which was really the truth, and I thought he was going to go over and personally murder my boyfriend. Me and mom finally got him to calm down enough to talk to me. The doctor left at that point I think… anyway, I talked to them about Jackson and how it had only been once and that I didn't think that anything would happen," Libby sighed sadly. "My mother told me I should probably get an abortion… that it would be easier on all of us… and I almost did. I was so hurt at the looks of disappointment that my parents gave me… almost as if I had planned it to be this way."

"Sounds like your parents weren't that supportive when they should have been," Ana said darkly and she really felt for the blonde woman in front of her.

"No… they didn't really consider what I might feel. When we got home I called Jackson and asked him to meet me at my house right away. Of course he thought that something was wrong and he dashed right over. I led him to my room and beforehand I had asked my parents to give us some time to talk things over. When we got to my bedroom he was really confused and a little surprised at the looks my parents had been giving him. That was when I told him… no beating around the bush or pussy footing around. I just flat out told him that I was pregnant. And… he just stared at me… for the longest time he just stared at me. I waited for him to say something but when he finally did I wished that I had never even told him," Libby was now shaking and could barely contain her tears.

"Oh… you mean he… he didn't!" Ana stuttered in amazement… just trying to absorb what Libby was telling her.

"He told me that we shouldn't see each other anymore… that I would just ruin his reputation!" Libby spat and tried to hold back the obvious screams that longed to burst out. "Then he just left… just like that he was gone forever. I don't think I had ever cried so much in my life… I just couldn't stop. My mother rushed in then and just held me… she even cried with me. My dad just watched from the doorway… he obviously was trying not to cry either." Libby paused and then took a deep breath as though to calm herself. "To make a long story short… my parents made an appointment for an abortion but on the way there I thought about it and I asked my parents not to make me. We argued for a bit, obviously my parents just wanted it to be over with but I just couldn't kill my child. So we went back home and we finally worked out an agreement. I would give my child up for adoption IF I couldn't take care of it and my school work. So once I started to show I stayed home and got a tutor to teach me. Then, February 13 I started to have contractions so I went to the hospital and by the 14th I had a gorgeous baby girl." Libby paused again as though to remember this wonderful moment.

"Well… that's great! A daughter…" Ana said weakly because she thought she knew how this story would end. Libby smiled back at Ana and then continued.

"I decided to name her Roxanne because I knew that when she got older she would break hearts," Ana smirked a little at this but was instantly expressionless again. "But it became clear within the first few weeks I had her that I just couldn't do it all… I could care for her and my school work. So one day… I came home from school… and there wasn't any gurgling baby to greet me in the living room. I called and called for my parents, saying that Roxie was missing and that we had to call the police. My parents came out of the kitchen and they looked at me. They looked at me and I knew… my beautiful little Roxanne was gone. They had signed her off as their daughter and put her up for adoption… they didn't even tell me that they would!" Libby broke down at this point and Ana found a few tears trickling down her face as well. "I tried to sneak off to the orphanage to find her… to try and take her back home… but the workers there wouldn't let me in. My parents must have warned them I would come looking for her…" finally Libby stopped talking and just cried. Ana just sat there awkwardly until Libby stopped crying. The two women stared at each for a while and Ana knew it was time to talk about him again. The little boy that she could never have.

"It all started with an urgent call at the station…"

A/N: Okay… I hope you guys liked it! Ana might have seemed a little out of character but I thought that in a situation like this she might have let go a little. Anyway, please review! Thank you! My longest chapter yet for this story… 7 whole pages! (gasp!)