Okay. Well, this is my first Fanfic published on FFN.. so it sucks a little bit, but whatever, right? I know I won't get any remarks saying that I'd better make the next chapter, and this is only the prolouge, after all, but be aware I will update it. If you like it, please leave a review, but I won't take flames. Rated PG-13, or whatever a little language and sex is these days.. sex, I'm not sure of, but its a safety precaution. Enjoy.
-The Lonely Shephard 3 3 3
PROLOUGE-
'The Music, Liam'
Claire awoke suddenly, feeling Aaron shift beside her. She opened her eyes and groaned softly, to which Aaron let out a muffled cry of complaint. "Ah, Aaron, quiet down…" She said, mostly to herself. She began to awake slowly, the sound of the water filtering in the cave alerting her that something was wrong. She rubbed her forehead, yawned, and picked Aaron up. He protested again, a whine that was barely audible. She stood up, only to see that it had rained and some had gotten in the cave. She thought of going for Charlie, but she wiped the thought from her mind, sitting back down as she remembered the fact. Charlie was dead. She buried her face in Aaron's soft baby hair and pushed back bitter tears. He didn't make a sound. She'd never see Charlie again, never. She wanted to scream, but she knew that wouldn't help, and she wanted so badly to see him one last time, to feel his skin brush her cheek in a final goodbye- but she couldn't. No, because he was already gone for good. And he hadn't even bothere to say goodbye. She shook her head. No, no, no, no. It wasn't his fault. She could remember the feeling when he'd held out her hands, seeing that she had bloodied them after a nightmare about her baby Aaron in danger. She could remember the first time she'd kissed him. "Claire?" And ah, hell, now she could think she heard him. "Claire." No. It was Jack. "Claire, are you okay?" She nodded. "I'm fine, Jack." He sat down next to her, noting how everything would be different now that Juliet had told him, that they were so much more than two people out of 40-odd others stranded on an island. "Juliet told me something she noticed from the files she has…" Claire looked puzzled. What did Jack want now? For her, all was hurt lately, all but Aaron. He was all that mattered, taking care of him, he was what she lived for. "Claire- I'm not sure how to say this, but she found out that we, ah.. we had the same dad." She didn't get it right away, she had to think hard. When she did, her eyes widened. She and Jack, they were… they were siblings. Blood related. She began to feel rather faint, and Jack steadied her with his hand. "Claire?"