1 Year Later
"Oh, shhhh, sweetie, don't cry," soothed Charlotte, holding her baby girl close to her.
It was only about two o'clock in the morning and all the young mother wanted to do was sleep. Instead, she hiked her daughter up higher in her arms, trying to figure a way to placate the tears.
"Are you hungry?"
She sat cross-legged in her tent and undid her blouse, holding the baby to her breast. This seemed to work for a few minutes, until Anna decided that she was no longer hungry.
Oh, now what am I going to do?
"Let's go for a little walk down the beach. Maybe you just need some fresh air."
Though she felt dead on her feet, Charlotte knew the walk would put her baby, Dan's baby right to sleep. The stars were high in the sky when she set off. That reminded her of a song she once knew…
"Dan, I wish you were here. I wish you could hold our baby. She's got your dark brown eyes, but I think she'll have my red hair, poor thing," she said aloud, thinking of Daniel, "I named her after my Mother, Anna Lewis. I hope that's alright with you."
She went on like that for a while, pretending to be having a conversation with Dan. She's done alot of that since he was shot by his Mum, on accident of course, in 1977. She had heard the news from Jack when everyone had caught back up with each other. He sort of lost her when he went on about the atomic bomb. She didn't really want to think about Jughead, for that was the first and last time they had made love…and Anna.
She remembered Dan being worried about getting her pregnant, but she had shrugged him off. She had only cared about proving to Dan and herself that she loved him wholeheartedly. She hoped he knew that before he had died.
Charlotte looked down and saw that her child was asleep.
"Good girl. Now Mummy can get some sleep too," she whispered, "Maybe I can tell you a story next time. I can tell you a story about how I met your Dad."
She was quiet on the walk back to the little shelter that Sawyer and Sayid had been kind enough to build for her. She was ever grateful to the new friends she had made since coming to the Island. For instance, without Juliet and Jack, there would have been only Kate or Sun to deliver her baby. And who would she have asked her pregnancy questions to if Claire hadn't been there for her? Or what about Dan? If she hadn't come here, she probably never would have met Daniel Faraday. By this time, she had reached her tent again.
She settled back into her little bed and put Anna back in the cradle Locke had made for her.
"Good night Daniel. Good night Anna. I love you both."
Charlotte slept the whole rest of the night, a feeling of peace covering her like a blanket.