Hey peoples! Sorry I didnt update soon, I was like so... I have no excuse :S sorry.
Charlie woke up more refreshed than he had ever been in a long time. He was in a very comfortable bed, or the closest thing to a bed on the island. He was in a tent with a number of different antibiotics around him. He got up and began walking outside the tent. Juliet spotted him and ran over to him.
"Charlie, you need to rest. You're in recovery. Lie down," she ordered, helping him back into the tent.
"Now that I'm awake and alive, you may want to tell me where Claire is. Why are you treating me and not Jack. Where's Jack? And Kate? Where are Sun and Jin? What the bloody hell happened to the camp?" he asked.
"This is all a long story Charlie. It may be dangerous psychologically to you now, while you're still recovering."
"Is she dead?" he asked. It seemed that way from the way that Juliet refused to tell him.
"Charlie, I…"
"She is, isn't she," he began weeping.
"She's not dead Charlie. No one really knows where she is," she forcefully said.
"What do you mean?"
"She ran off into the jungle one day and left Aaron with Sawyer. I'll tell everything later. Now I want you to tell me your story. About the message you showed Desmond and everything."
"I talked to Penny, Desmond's girlfriend, the one that the girl Naomi claimed to be sent from, after I switched off the thing. She told me that she's never heard of Naomi. Where the hell is she anyway? And who were the two that saved me? Charlotte and the other guy? Are they one of the others?"
"Everything will be explained later. First tell me your story."
"So the guy with one eye broke the glass in the Looking Glass…"
"McKyle?" she asked.
"Yes. That guy killed me, or wanted to. So after that I stayed in there, thinking that I'm going to die. But something cool happened. It didn't flood completely. It only flooded until where the glass broke. The water did not exceed that limit. (Thnxx to Mynnigon from youtube for this: .com/watch?v=80q4U5Wfq9o, PURE GENIUS) So I thought that I could be spared. I rested in the unflooded place for God knows how long. I swam out of the broken glass. I swam up to the surface, caught my breath, and then I blacked out. I woke up on the shore. I tried looking for the camp, I couldn't find anything. I tried surviving by eating what I could find and drinking salt water. That's my story. Your turn."
"You were right, Charlie. It was not Penny's boat. It was her father's boat. Some were trying to kill us, some were not. They were here for different reasons. Daniel, Charlotte and Miles, the new people here, are one of them. They claim that they knew nothing of the people trying to kill us. Honestly, I don't know much about them, but Daniel tried to save us, and Daniel and Charlotte saved you, so I trust them. Jack, Kate, Sayid, Sun, Jin, Aaron, Desmond and Hurley, I have no idea what happened to them. I believe they're…" she was weeping. "I believe they're dead."
Charlie began to cry. "I hate this island!" he screamed. "Tell me everything… the whole story."
That is exactly what Juliet did. It took a long time. At every death or tragic moment told by Juliet, she stopped, waiting for him to stop crying.
After she finished, she left the tent in tears. Sawyer came up to her. "What happened? Is he dead?" he asked.
She shook her head. "I just told him everything," she said wiping her tears and walking away.
Sawyer came inside the tent to see a pale and weeping Charlie. "Hey, how are ya feeling?"
"I've been better," he replied in a scratchy voice.
"Look, I'm gonna find Claire. Tomorrow, I'll look for her," he tried to soothe. "She misses you."
"Why tomorrow?" he asked, still crying. "I'm going now!" he said trying to get up.
"No you're not!" he forced him back; "you're in recovery. You have to rest, besides, its getting dark."
It was then that a few other camp members came inside, praising Charlie and greeting him with joy that does not come often on the island. Daniel and Charlotte followed.
"How are you feeling, rock star?" she asked with the most optimistic voice ever.
He ignored her question. "You know Driveshaft, right?" he asked.
She nodded desperately. "Are you kidding me, I'm its biggest fan. I know more about you than you know about yourself."
"How was Liam's reaction… to my death," he asked.
"You have no idea how loved you are. There were two that I've heard of that suicided after your death, not to mention my ten gallons of tears. Oceanic was almost sued because of you. Liam, he was videoed by a fan weeping until he threw up, whilst taking drugs. It is confirmed that he was a drug-addict." To this, Charlie was trying to hold his tears. "He made another album, all about you, and in all songs, he had a tear-stained voice. It made millions… which he had no use of, so he gave some to charity, and half he donated to an ocean-rescue squad."
"Wow," he said, wiping away a tear from his eyes. "Sing me one of the songs, please."
She nodded with a smile and began: "Life sucks, no point, to live. Big bucks, sex joint, what gives. We're all going to die, and waste away forever. You try to survive, now I think whatever, Life's too cruel for me to be in—why, why, angel of death, have you swiped away an innocent soul- to depress me, you reached your goal. Why, why, is it not me in his grave, why him you haven't saved, why. (Weeping) Hear this from heaven my brother, from me, your father and mother, that our eyes fill up with tears, at the mention of your name, our hearts are stabbed with spears, and I am to blame. Forgive me." (I SUCK AT SONG LYRICS)
"He was expecting me to be in heaven when I hear this song," he said with tear in his eyes. "And here I am in a place worse then hell."
She nodded with small laugh. "I'll leave you now, to take it in," she said, and she left the tent along with Daniel following her pathetically.
The following day, at the break of dawn, Charlie walked out of his tent and was stopped by Sawyer.
"Oh, no you don't, munchkin, you're staying there until you recover."
"What are you, my doctor? I'm going to look for Claire," he said, walking past him. Sawyer gripped his weak arm.
"Didn't I tell you that I'm gonna look for her? You'll collapse if you go now."
"I refuse to learn about my medical problem from a conman. Besides, you don't care about Claire the way I do, and you wouldn't sacrifice as much."
"Listen, Snow White, The medical info, I got from the Doc Blondie. And I swear to you, that I will sacrifice my life for Claire."
"What, can't stand to have no one on the island to have sex with, now that Kate's gone. Claire was your next choice."
Sawyer looked insulted. "That's it, shortie, you're going down," he said, grabbing Charlie by his shirt.
It was then that Juliet came out. "Sawyer! Put him down!" she ran and broke up the two. "What is going on? Why are you trying to hurt the patient?"
"He's insulted me. Son of a bitch."
"Don't use that kind of language in his presence!" she yelled. "It will affect him psychologically."
"He's innocent little red riding hood," he said in anger.
"I'm not a child, Juliet," Charlie yelled in her face. "I'm going to find Claire. I will search every inch of this living hell. For all I know, she might be dead!" he stormed off into the jungle, stopped by Juliet.
"You're in recovery! No!" she said blocking his way.
"Let me be, Juliet. Let me be!" he pushed past her.
"I will not allow you!" she yelled, pulling him back, for he was still weak. It was then she realized the tears on his face. "Charlie, please rest."
"Claire's out there, and…" He ran back into the tent, and Juliet heard weeping noises.
"Sawyer," she said turning towards him. "Pack some food and go look for her."
"It's gonna affect him psychologically, right," he said with a sarcastic yet angry look on his face."
"Sawyer!"
"Okay, okay," he stormed off into his tent.
He came out with a full bag. The camp gathered around him, asking him about his journey. Some volunteered to help, but he insisted on going alone.
Juliet came with a pack as well. "I'm going with you," she insisted.
"Aren't you gonna look over Little Red Riding Hood?" he asked, still angry about Charlie's insult to him.
"Daniel's got that covered. His name is Charlie, if you haven't noticed. Besides, if there's one thing I've learned throughout my experience on the island, its that there has to be a doctor in every journey. So lets go."
He obeyed like a little child, saying his last good-byes to the camp, and followed her into the jungle.
Three day passed, with Juliet and Sawyer searching for Claire. The only words that were said in this journey were them shouting 'Claire'. Their voices were completely gone.
They rested in a clearing, satisfying hunger and thirst.
"Claire!" Sawyer yelled in anger. It startled Juliet, for it was the loudest voice Juliet has ever heard.
"What was that for?" she asked, rubbing her ears.
"I don't know about you, but I am sick and tired of wasting my life for a recovering dwarf, wanting to search for his long lost girlfriend who is most likely dead!" he screamed in a voice full of rage.
"Don't be so pessimistic," said Juliet, although she knew that Sawyer made all the sense in the world.
"Pessimistic my ass!"
After a few minutes, John Locke appeared, with his army behind him. The army gave Juliet glances of rage and horror, which she tried her best to avoid. Sawyer just gave them a look of disgust and then looked away.
"Hello Juliet, Sawyer," he said to them. "Her you're looking for Claire."
"Which is why I screamed her name out loud, I think," said Sawyer sarcastically.
"Have you seen her?" Juliet asked quickly.
Locke nodded with a smile. Juliet then looked among the people to see if Claire is one of them. "She's not here Juliet. She's with Jacob's replacement."
"What?" she screamed.
"Now who is this Jacob son of a bitch so I could hunt him down and retrieve the hobbit's girlfriend," he said, wanting to get the task over with.
"By hobbit, I'm assuming you mean Charlie."
"Charlie's alive, John, and wants Claire or…"
"He'll be affected psychologically," Sawyer finished, being sure to parenthesize the last word.
"Well, I guess Claire convinced him to bring Charlie back to life," said Locke.
"Whatever baldie, bring us to this 'replacement' and we'll take care of the rest."
"Actually James, I'll go fetch her for you, and will be right back. I kind of owe Charlie something after accusing him of taking heroin when he wasn't, stay here with the camp and I'll be back in three hours tops." He raced off into the jungle. No protest came from anyone.
The three hours felt more like three days. Everyone was quite. Juliet avoided the glances from her former mates who accuse her of their lives becoming the way it has. Sawyer did nothing but sleep, and the camp forcefully did not attack Juliet or talk to her at all.
He came back as promised, with Claire by his side. Claire was dirty and wore tattered clothing. Her blond hair seemed black because of its filth. Her light skin seemed so much darker. Her blue eyes stood out more than ever, but her smile had not change a bit.
When she first caught a glimpse of Sawyer, she ran to hug him. He hugged heer back, kissing her head, glad that the task is finished. Juliet also hugged her, glad that the three hours had gone by and she wouldn't have to deal with all the hatred she felt in the atmosphere.
"Now get on your way, and I hope to see you again. Goodbye." He led the camp in the opposite direction.
"Thank you John," said Claire as the two groups parted.
Hey, atleast its long as promised! I know i kinda rushed it, or did i? But please give me ideas, i dont know what to write. REVIEW ppls... please. I think the next chappie we'll get on with the oceanic sixx and liam... K? Ideas, honies, ideas!