I decided to write stories just to do with any songs, and the song Airplanes by B.O.B. feat. Hayley Williams was on the radio. So without further ado...Enjoy! I don't own Lost.

Shooting Stars

Can we pretend that Airplanes
In the midnight sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now) (wish right now)
Can we pretend that Airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now) (wish right now)

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She had found a skull.

That's how it had all began.

She wasn't entirely sure what type of animal skull it was, but she thought that maybe it was a boar. One of the boars she had killed? She didn't think it was, after all there wouldn't only be the skeleton left now. Maybe it had been killed by someone from her plane, maybe it was the boar that Sawyer had tried to kill in the early days – did he ever get to kill it? She had no idea, and she found that she didn't care all that much.

But it didn't matter what kind of animal it was, all that mattered was that she could use it, pretend that it was him, pretend that it was her son.

She knew in her heart that it wasn't, but it made it easier. It made being here, by herself, just that much more easier. She had nothing and by having this skull, she had something.

She wanted her son back.

She had tried to get her son, she had entered the Temple and demanded they gave him back to her, or she would kill them all, but they had said she was crazy, they had assumed she was infected and they tested her.

She had escaped, not before killing some of their people, and she had returned to her home, telling the skull that she was back.

That was the first time she had started to talk to it like it was there.

Maybe she was as crazy as they said she was.

Over three years, she had tried and tried again to get her son back, but all attempts were futile, all attempts ended badly. And not just her, no, they ended badly for the other side too. She killed more of their people then she could count on both hands, and she didn't care.

Her policy was if they got in her way, they had to go.

They were never going to give back her son, she was completely aware of that, but she figured that maybe if she tried hard enough, there would be none left to actually defend their Temple, and she would finally be able to get her son back from those crazy people.

She knew the truth. They said that she was crazy, that they didn't have her son, but she knew they were lying. They were crazy; they had taken her son, thinking they had needed him and that she didn't.

But she needed him.

And he needed her.

And none of them would get that.

Claire sighed and poked at the fire, looking up to the stars, hoping that for once there would be a shooting star and she could make a wish and her dreams would come true.

But the sky was empty.

There were no shooting stars, no stars even, it was empty.

Just like how she felt.

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I could really use a wish right now
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now)
like shooting stars
I can really use a wish right now (a wish right now, a wish a wish, a wish right now)

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I hope you liked it. Please review! Also, any preferences for other songs?