A/N: Another short one, but I didn't want to drag it out too long. Thanks again for the reviews, keep reviewing and I'll keep updating:-)

Claire waited an hour before going after him. Maybe it was crazy, or maybe it was what the psychic said, but all of a sudden she had a feeling that she couldn't let him to to LA. When she arrived she stood in the doorway of Liam's guest bedroom that he was using and watched him for a moment. He was grabbing stuff from all over the room and shoving it into his suitcase so fast he didn't even see her standing there.

"Hey," She said stepping over his guitar case and into the room. Charlie looked up in surprise.

"Claire? What are you...how did...?"

"Liam let me in," She clarified. He nodded and went back to packing. Claire stood awkwardly for a few minutes and Charlie didn't so much as look at her.

"Is there something you want? I'm kind of busy." Claire shook her head.

"I just wanted to thank you, for helping me out. And to say goodbye."

"You're welcome," Charlie replied quickly, "And goodbye." Claire felt tears forming in her eyes. She had expected that Charlie would be happy to see her, but clearly he wasn't. "Is that it then?"

"Do you believe in psychics?" Now Charlie set down a pile of clothes he was holding and stood up.

"What?"

"Psychics. It's stupid, but this psychic that I've been seeing for awhile...he said that even if you left, we would find each other again. You know, meant to be."

"You believe that?" He walked toward her, standing about an arm's length away.

"I don't know." They Claire looked into his eyes for a few seconds. What was she waiting for? She was scared of being hurt, but not every guy was going to be like Thomas, Charlie wouldn't hurt her. In one week, she'd felt more of a connection to him then she'd ever had to anyone before, and she got scared. She tried to ignore it, but she couldn't anymore. She had a feeling that the psychic was right, maybe they were meant to be together. Without thinking about it too much, Claire stepped forward, closing the distance between them, and kissed him. It was quick and sweet, and she couldn't fight a smile coming over her face when she pulled back. A second later, Charlie was grinning too. "So are you still going to Los Angeles?"

"I think so, yeah," Claire's face fell. "I hear there are tons of pregnant girls there who need my assistance." He caught her eye and winked to show he was joking and Claire rolled her eyes and hugged him as best she could in her current state. "So you want to help me unpack?" He asked her.

"This might sound crazy, but maybe you could keep packing and maybe stay at my apartment for awhile? It's got three bedrooms, you can't stay at Karen and Liam's forever can you? Plus I need someone to help with the 3 am feedings soon, but I mean, if you don't want to that's totally fine I just thought-"

"Shh," Charlie said, putting a finger to her lips. "I would be honored."

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"Where are you taking me?" Charlie and Claire had been living together for over a month now. Charlie had started out sleeping in the guest bedroom, but gradually shifted so he now slept beside Claire. Their relationship was progressing slowly though, because that was what Claire needed. Two days before Claire's much anticipated due date, Charlie had insisted taking her out somewhere for lunch after he had been gone most of the morning. The problem was, he wouldn't tell her where they were going. Charlie pulled up to a secluded little beach, there was somehow no one around, but it was beautiful. The water was a clear blue, and the waves crashed on the beach every so often creating a soothing sound.

"I thought we might have a picnic." He helped her out of the car and walked with her to where he had set up a blanket and a picnic basket. "Peanut butter sandwiches- extra smooth peanut butter of course- some fruit and some very delicious cookies home made by Karen."

"It looks great," Claire laughed.

"What? What's so funny?"

"Nothing," Claire shook her head, "I'm really happy."

"Well have a seat," Charlie said with a smile. "And enjoy." Claire started to sit when she felt a pain in her stomach.

"Oh no," she grabbed her stomach and stood straight up.

"Is something wrong?" Charlie placed his hand on her shoulder and didn't even try to mask the fear in his eyes. Claire bit her lip and focused on the sandwiches on the ground.

"It's time."