My first ever attempt at writing one of these...be gentle!

Disclaimer: Apparently, we have to put one of these in with every fanfic? I don't own the characters, no intent for profit, yada yada yada

Summary: The agent tried not to snicker as he ran up behind the SUV, but knew this was no laughing matter. He approached the vehicle from behind with his gun drawn and spotted what he was looking for. Speaking not too loudly so as not to scare his new partner, he asked "Agent Eppes, need some backup?"

Double Vision

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"Charlie, I don't think this is such a good idea.." Don started to say as he navigated his FBI Suburban through LA traffic.

Charlie waved his hand "No Don. It's perfectly fine. Your whole team is already there, right? You might need me for something. Besides, the bad guys are gone already."

"Yeah Charlie, a sizeable portion of the FBI Office is there, plus LAPD, but it's crime scene. Not to mention the fact that this particular crime scene happens to be one of the most secure banks in Los Angeles. They're still trying to figure out what was taken, and I'm not sure if the manager will want a math professor hanging around. He's got enough cops scaring his clients to worry about." Don countered. They were about 10 minutes out, no lights or sirens. The rest of Don's team was already there, and the robbers gone for hours, so there was no need.

"How about if I wear an FBI vest? They won't say anything then! Plus, its a crime scene right? I gotta be safe!" Charlie requested with a certain excitement in his voice.

Don blinked his eyes, comprehending what his brother was asking. "WHAT?! Charlie, I can't let you wear an FBI vest at a crime scene! You know how many rules that would break?" Well actually, Don was lying, sort of. Charlie had worn an FBI vest before, and it wasn't like he was asking for a sidearm along with it. He was just searching for a reason to not take Charlie along, even though they were already en route. The FBI agents already onsite knew Charlie, and noone would mind if he wore a vest. Charlie wasn't exactly a civilian, and David had mentioned at least once that it would be pretty cool to see Charlie as an agent. Merrick was walking by at the time he said it, and had said "Don't get your hopes up, Agent Sinclair. While I wouldn't mind having Charlie with us, one Agent Eppes is enough for me!" glaring at Don. Don snapped back to reality as a car turned in front of him, causing him to hit the brakes. Don memorized the plate number out of habit, but knew that it was just another LA driver, and you couldn't do anything about it.

Charlie said "Aw come on, Don! I'm not asking for a gun!" Don considered it. Charlie was right after all, the vest would keep him safe if anything were to happen. Not that anything was going to happen, but given the fact that certain things happened to you when you least expected it, Don gave in.

"Alright alright, you can wear an FBI vest. But Charlie, why the eagerness? You've worn these things before" Don wondered.

Charlie also gave in. "Well, I'm kind of working on a behavioral analysis involving law enforement officers at a crime scene for my class next week. It's one of those math courses where I have to take the 'Math for Dummies' approach...and I was wondering if I could wear the handcuffs too..."

Don smiled at first as Charlie spoke, trying to picture 'Charlie the FBI Agent' investigating a bank robbery, then said "Don't push it, Charlie!" Then added "we'll see..." trying to tease his brother and watched Charlie's face light up with satisfaction, like the time he had asked to play with Don's new toy car when they were kids...and then broken it. Don carefully added, "I'm not giving you a gun though! I still miss my toy car!" and grinned playfully at Charlie.

"Don, it was an accident!" Charlie started to say, then stopped, not wanting to go further.

Don laughed lightly then spotted a coffee shop up ahead, "Hey since we aren't in a rush, you want some coffee?"

Charlie smiled, "Sure. It'll give me a chance to put on the gear too!"

Don rolled his eyes, reversing the SUV into a spot and stepping out into the parking lot. Charlie followed him to the back of the SUV where Don retrieved a vest and some cuffs. Charlie took off his nylon jacket and put them on. Don was already wearing an FBI vest under his dark jacket, and looked at his brother, smiling. "I think I'm seeing double!"

"Well, we don't have the same jacket..."

"Don't start with me, Charlie!" as he went inside the coffee shop, leaving his brother with the Suburban.

Charlie was just closing the trunk when he happened to look across the parking lot, and his eyes went wide.

To Be Continued...