Fic: Welcome, Ghosts (Aaron/Ji Yeon, Charlie Hume, Clementine Phillips)
Title: Welcome, Ghosts
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Aaron and Clementine butt heads a lot. Ji thinks it's because they both have such big chips on their shoulders. It's best just to keep out of it, which is what she and Charlie both do.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: For Queen toestastegood at the lostsquee luau. She wanted "The Future", which gave me the perfect excuse to break out my future!otp. :D
"The fire's dying," Charlie comments. Ji opens her eyes and yawns. She's laying with her head on Aaron's chest. He reaches around behind him and tosses a few sticks onto the fire, but it doesn't do much. Charlie shakes his head and goes off to find something bigger to keep it going.
"Are you guys sure this was a good idea?" Clementine asks.
"Camping's not in her blood," Aaron whispers to Ji, who shakes her head.
"I meant the lying, Aaron, not the camping," she replies, testily. Aaron and Clementine butt heads a lot. Ji thinks it's because they both have such big chips on their shoulders. It's best just to keep out of it, which is what she and Charlie both do.
"I could care less about that," Aaron answers. Ji reaches up and hit him in the chest, though not with very much effort. He grunts softly and shifts around underneath her.
"Well, I care."
"You didn't have to come, Clem."
Charlie returns and throws a few small logs onto the fire. "Are they at it again?" he asks. Ji nods, impassively.
"I came because we're all supposed to be friends," she replies.
"We are friends," Ji answers.
"They were all supposed to be friends too," Aaron says.
Ji sits up at that. "Jesus, Aaron, enough." She stands up and takes a few steps back. The fire is hot on her back, but she's too angry to care. "I get it, okay? We all get it, better than most people. You were lied to, and you're angry. But your mother, both your mothers, are alive. You know where they are, you can talk to them if you want to, but you don't. You'd rather live indifferent to them to punish them for something that happened almost fifteen years ago. At least they are there, Aaron!"
Aaron sits up and looks at her sadly. He forgets. He forgets more often than he would care to admit. He stands up and approaches her, but she holds one hand up, looks down at the ground, and shakes her head. Clementine walks up behind her and puts a hand on her shoulder.
"This was supposed to be about us," Charlie says, from across the fire. "About us being together, not about them." He sighs. "I know that seems easy for me to say, but...did we really run off together to camp in the middle of the woods and talk about them?"
Ji lets her hand fall and takes a shakey breath. "You're right, Charlie," she replies. His curly blonde hair frames his soft face and she thinks about how it constantly amazes her that one of them managed to turn out normal, unscarred, and almost constantly happy. Charlie is lucky, though. He has wonderful parents, the best you could hope for. Unlike Ji, Aaron, and Clementine, Charlie didn't run off to get away - he ran off to be with them.
Aaron reaches out slowly and takes Ji's hand. She looks up at him and he smiles a very small smile. "I'm sorry," he tells her. She shakes her head. It doesn't matter. Not really. Charlie is right. This trip isn't supposed to be about any of them, any of the people they had lied to and left to come here in the first place. So, Clementine sat back down and Ji laid against Aaron once more.
The fire sparks and crackles between the four of them as they lay out under the stars and try to ignore everyone who has ever disappointed them, in favor of people who haven't.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Aaron and Clementine butt heads a lot. Ji thinks it's because they both have such big chips on their shoulders. It's best just to keep out of it, which is what she and Charlie both do.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: For Queen toestastegood at the lostsquee luau. She wanted "The Future", which gave me the perfect excuse to break out my future!otp. :D
"The fire's dying," Charlie comments. Ji opens her eyes and yawns. She's laying with her head on Aaron's chest. He reaches around behind him and tosses a few sticks onto the fire, but it doesn't do much. Charlie shakes his head and goes off to find something bigger to keep it going.
"Are you guys sure this was a good idea?" Clementine asks.
"Camping's not in her blood," Aaron whispers to Ji, who shakes her head.
"I meant the lying, Aaron, not the camping," she replies, testily. Aaron and Clementine butt heads a lot. Ji thinks it's because they both have such big chips on their shoulders. It's best just to keep out of it, which is what she and Charlie both do.
"I could care less about that," Aaron answers. Ji reaches up and hit him in the chest, though not with very much effort. He grunts softly and shifts around underneath her.
"Well, I care."
"You didn't have to come, Clem."
Charlie returns and throws a few small logs onto the fire. "Are they at it again?" he asks. Ji nods, impassively.
"I came because we're all supposed to be friends," she replies.
"We are friends," Ji answers.
"They were all supposed to be friends too," Aaron says.
Ji sits up at that. "Jesus, Aaron, enough." She stands up and takes a few steps back. The fire is hot on her back, but she's too angry to care. "I get it, okay? We all get it, better than most people. You were lied to, and you're angry. But your mother, both your mothers, are alive. You know where they are, you can talk to them if you want to, but you don't. You'd rather live indifferent to them to punish them for something that happened almost fifteen years ago. At least they are there, Aaron!"
Aaron sits up and looks at her sadly. He forgets. He forgets more often than he would care to admit. He stands up and approaches her, but she holds one hand up, looks down at the ground, and shakes her head. Clementine walks up behind her and puts a hand on her shoulder.
"This was supposed to be about us," Charlie says, from across the fire. "About us being together, not about them." He sighs. "I know that seems easy for me to say, but...did we really run off together to camp in the middle of the woods and talk about them?"
Ji lets her hand fall and takes a shakey breath. "You're right, Charlie," she replies. His curly blonde hair frames his soft face and she thinks about how it constantly amazes her that one of them managed to turn out normal, unscarred, and almost constantly happy. Charlie is lucky, though. He has wonderful parents, the best you could hope for. Unlike Ji, Aaron, and Clementine, Charlie didn't run off to get away - he ran off to be with them.
Aaron reaches out slowly and takes Ji's hand. She looks up at him and he smiles a very small smile. "I'm sorry," he tells her. She shakes her head. It doesn't matter. Not really. Charlie is right. This trip isn't supposed to be about any of them, any of the people they had lied to and left to come here in the first place. So, Clementine sat back down and Ji laid against Aaron once more.
The fire sparks and crackles between the four of them as they lay out under the stars and try to ignore everyone who has ever disappointed them, in favor of people who haven't.