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Summary: Charlie fears.

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Chapter 15: Fear

Charlie's eyes fluttered open as the rays from the sun hit his bedroom. Groaning he rubbed his forehead. He had a major headache and he wanted to do nothing but stay at home with his lover. Today was Colby's day off and the mathematician planned to make the best of it. Rolling over, eyes still closed, he whispered his lover's name, and laid his hand on the other half of the bed. It surprised Charlie to find it empty.

Charlie's eyes shot open as the memories of the night before flooded back. Jumping from the bed, he ran to the dresser and opened all the drawers; hoping deep down in his heart that he was over-reacting. Maybe he was dreaming, maybe Colby just got called into work.

As he opened the last drawer, he saw that his lover's things were gone. The agonizing truth became clear;; his lover was gone. The pain of hurting the one person he loved the most was unbearable. How could he have been so stupid and naïve. How could he have let Ian manipulate him so easily? Suddenly, Charlie remembered what the sniper did. Walking to the bathroom, he turned the water on. Charlie got under the shower letting the water run down his body as the tears fell. He wanted things to go back to how they were. Scrubbing his body, he wanted Ian's touch, feel, breath and presence off of him.

After his shower, Charlie slowly walked back into his room. What the mathematician longed for was his lover to be back in his arms. Laying back down on his bed, the curly haired professor felt the cold and emptiness that now surrounded the vacant side of the bed. Charlie hugged his lover's pillow, drowning in his scent. That scent that always lulled him to sleep.

Crying into the pillow, Charlie could not help but remember the pain that was written on those beautiful green puppy-dog eyes. He clung to Colby's pillow as if it was his life line, memories of his last time with Colby hit like an earthquake. With each memory, came a new pool of regret and sorrow.

The mathematician stayed curled up in a ball all morning. He did not want to go anywhere; he just wanted to stay curled up and drown in his tears. That still wouldn't be enough to take the pain of his betrayal away.

Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated. Looking at the caller ID, he really didn't want to talk to anyone, let alone his brother. Ignoring the call, Charlie tried to stop the river of tears that had been flowing. In a span of five minutes, his phone went off what seemed like twenty times. Feeling annoyed at the intrusion, Charlie took a deep breath, waited until his emotions were under control and answered the phone. As soon as the phone reached his ear, his brother's voice rang out.

"Uhh..listen Charlie, I know right now you may not want to do anything, but a major case has come up and we need your help. I was…" His brother explained.

"Don, I don't think."

"I know buddy, but it's important."

"I'll be there in a few minutes. Ummm…Don how is, you know?"

"Charlie, I've gotta go right now. See you when you get here. Be careful, Buddy."

With that Charlie snapped the phone shut. As he sat on the edge of the bed, his stomach was turned. He was going to the FBI offices, where he would eventually see his lover. The curly haired professor didn't know whether to be glad or scared. Charlie knew that he had hurt Colby deeply. All he wanted was to go back, to reverse time. Sighing, he got dressed in hopes of trying to save whatever he could with Colby.
Twenty minutes later, Charlie entered the office where his brother's team was located. Making his way to the bullpen, he had to keep himself from throwing up. He noticed that Don and David were at their desks looking over some file. David turned to see him approaching the bullpen, but barely acknowledged him. Charlie figured that the team was up to date on the events of the previous night.

"Don," he called a few feet behind his brother's desk. If he was right, he really didn't want to be yelled at by David. He decided to wait for his brother. Once Don finished talking to David, he turned to Charlie and reviewed the case with him. The review was done in no time, Charlie moved to the war room to start working on the case. Yet he couldn't help but feel that the team was keeping something from him. He became so engrossed in his work that he didn't hear the team come in.

"Charlie, any luck?" Don asked, breaking Charlie's thoughts.

"Well, yes. I've made progress, but it seems that there's something in the data that makes the equation incomplete. Are you guys sure that this is everything?" Scanning the room, he saw the team nodding, but didn't fail to notice that there was someone missing.

"Okay, so we find out anything else we can about this group. Megan, David first thing in the morning we do an extensive background check."

Before Charlie could say anything else, David was out of the room. Charlie shot his brother and Megan a questioning look. Don left to go check on some files.

"So I heard what happen last night." Megan commented.

"Megan, please don't I…"

"I know Charlie. I know you are." She said laying a hand on his shoulder.

"Does David know?" Charlie asked nervously. Before Megan could respond David's voice rang out.

"Bet your ass I do! You know what I came home to? I found a drunken Colby crying. I have never seen him like that. I had to take his gun away from him before he could do anything else. What you did to him, Charlie has no name. You don't deserve the tears he cried." David spat as Charlie's eyes watered.

"David!" Megan and Don yelled, both shooting him a death glare.

"No, guys. he's right." He said putting his hands to his face as the tears trickled down. "I don't. I need to talk to Colby, make things right."

"Hmph…good luck with that. " David scuffed with great disdain.

Charlie's head popped up. "What is that suppose to mean?" he asked looking defiantly at David. David just shrugged and left, returning to his desk. Turning to his brother, Charlie asked. "What did he mean Don?"

Don looked at Charlie then to Megan, unsure of what to do next.

"He's going to find out sooner or later, Don." Megan said.

"What guys? What aren't you telling me?" Charlie asked in frustration. "Don! Megan!"

"Listen Chuck, I know you wanted to talk to him but…"

"But, what?"

"Colby's gone." Don finally said.

Charlie, feeling like he had been hit with a tone of bricks, sank slowly to the chair. "What… what do you mean gone, Don?"

"Well, right now he's not on the team and won't be. He was requested by the director on an alternate assignment and we don't know when he'll be back. I'm sorry." Don said as he laid a comforting hand on Charlie's shoulder.

The mathematician felt numb at the news. Fear began to grow in him. What if Colby didn't come back and they never talked. Would the agent forgive him for his mistake. What if Colby met someone else, someone who would never had doubted him. Charlie started to fear many things, but what he feared the most was losing Colby forever.

Okay so I know some of yall want to kill me I know what was I thinking taking Colby away? Honeslty I dont know. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, not sure when the next update for this series will be.
Thank you to everyone,who has been with me so far especially Gis and Tracy for their help. You guys are the best, I would be lost without them.

Once again thanks to everyone who has been following the series.

Mia

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