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Alex had never seen snow before. For that matter, she'd never really even experienced cold weather before, at least not by most people's definition; there had been chilly evenings, days that seemed cooler than the rest, but she knew full well that it could have been much, much more than that. Having spent all her life in a climate so similar to

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Sometimes, Alex had to wonder if this was what most people had their whole lives, if she had been missing out. Until shortly before her death, before she'd arrived on this island, she had never questioned anything that had been presented to her, and even when she had, it had only just begun to extend circumstantially, rather than just rebelling against her father. The life she'd had was the only one she had wanted, but at times like this, she was left to reconsider just how true that was.

Of course, her own mother would never have been like this, left alone in the jungle, her teammates dead. Maybe she'd turned out comparatively lucky, having Ben Linus for a father. That didn't stop her from wishing she'd been able to meet her own.

"You know, I never knew my parents," she said somewhat suddenly, bare fingers still curled around Chuck's. Unprepared for the snow, she hadn't had any gloves when she had left Sawyer's. Despite the words themselves, her tone remained light. Ben, she was sure, would have had a fit to know she was cutting so close to the truth, but he was gone, and Chuck was the closest to an actual maternal figure she had ever known. "My real ones, anyway. Things like making bread... I never really did things like that before."

[agirlnamedchuck]

When the girl named Chuck had been a child, her father had been her entire world. Of course there had been Ned who had and still was her best friend, but there was something different about the bond between a girl and her father. He encouraged her to want to find adventure. Sure, the one adventure that she had set off to take had taken her life, but she couldn't fault him for that.

Walking was slow going not, just because of the snow and the slickness of the path but because of the weight that she was carrying around. Listening to the words that Alex was saying, Chuck nodded. "I never knew my mother. Well, I did. I just never knew that she was my mother. I can't help you meet them, but I can teach you other things."

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"I'd like that," Alex said with a small smile. She'd already started turning to Chuck for that sort of thing, but there was something to be said for having it out in the open, too, something new. God knew Ben Linus wasn't the sort of person to be up front about his feelings, and had stopped being openly affectionate with her when she'd been young; even doing better here, the two hadn't done much talking on a sentimental level. "To, to have that."

[agirlnamedchuck]

It was, Chuck liked to think, good practice for when her baby was born. As if he knew that she was thinking about him, she felt a sharp kick in her abdomen. It her wince, for despite the fact that she supposed she should be used to it by now it still was uncomfortable.

"We're celebrating Hanukkah tonight, you should join us. You can help me light the candles," she said as the idea occurred to her. "And I have bread I have to finish making. If you'd like to help me with that."

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"Sure," Alex agreed, eager despite the fact that she knew little about the holiday. It didn't matter; that, like the snow, could be something new. Besides, she liked the idea of being part of something like that, even if it wouldn't have the same religious significance to her. "I'd love to. I've never celebrated Hanukkah before."

[agirlnamedchuck]

"Oh you'll love it." Chuck wanted to believe that things such as enthusiasm could be contagious. Thus far in her albeit strange life, it had not been that wrong of a belief.

"It's not one of the high holidays, but it's pretty. Plus it goes with the winter theme. Candles, food, nice things."