Chapter Seven
Charlie woke up early the next morning and saw Claire staring at him.
"Good Morning." Claire said.
"What are we doing today?" Charlie asked.
"We're going to clean the tent." Claire said with a smile on her face.
Charlie thought in his mind; Oh god why me. Charlie walked over to Claire and asked if he could go ask Sawyer for some strips of paper and pen.
"Sure Charlie, hurry back." Claire said.
Charlie was out of that tent as fast as lightning running backwards on a treadmill. "Sawyer, Kate, you got to help me."
"What is it Chucky?" Sawyer asked him.
"Claire is going to make me clean the tent." Charlie said. "Can I have some paper and a pen?"
"Sure Charlie." Kate said.
Kate came back a few minutes later and gave Charlie the paper and pen.
He took them and folded them in half so they would be able to stand on something like clothes and dressers. He opened the pen and wrote on one of the pieces of paper Charlie's Clothes, on another was Claire's Clothes.
He gave Kate the rest of the paper and the pen back, and then he went back and started to help Claire pick up the clothes.
"Claire, look what I did." Charlie said. "It' so we can't mix our clothes up."
"Put them on the bed." Claire said.
Charlie walked over and started to pick up and separated Claire's clothes from his.
An hour later Charlie and Claire had finished cleaning up the clothes. "The final touch." Claire said as she placed her card on her neatly stacked pile of clothes.
Charlie placed his card on his pile of clothes. His pile was not nearly as good as Claire's.
"Oh my god Charlie." Claire said. "You're bloody useless at folding clothes!"
"Oh well," Charlie said. "At home I would just stuff everything in my drawers."
"O.K" Claire said as she started to walk towards Kate and Sawyer's tent. All of a sudden Claire stopped dead in her tracks and slowly sat down.
Charlie ran over towards her and asked her what was going on, she said "Get Kate, and tell Sawyer to go get Jack. Go with him too."
Charlie ran down the beach, and toward Sawyer's tent. As he got there they were just getting ready to go to the caves. "Kate! Go see Claire."
"Why Charlie?" She asked.
"She's having her baby." Charlie said. "Sawyer, we have to go get Jack."
They all took off running.
About 10 minutes after running through the jungle Charlie noticed that Sawyer had gotten the jar off his hand. "How did you get the jar off your hand?"
"I put it in between my feet and pushed." Sawyer said.
"Oh" Charlie said.
About five minutes later they reached the caves. "Jack!" Sawyer shouted. "Locke, where's Jack?"
"He's in the cave." Locke said. "Why do you need him?"
"Claire's having her baby." Charlie said.
Charlie and Sawyer ran toward the cave Locke pointed to and called Jack.
"What do need, guys?" Jack said.
"Claire's having her baby." Sawyer said.
"What?" Jack questioned. "Well let's go!"