Okies well here is Chapter Two, quite chuffed with this Chapter.

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Love and Heartbreak

Amita stood at Charlie's side; she held his hand firmly in hers.

"Charlie" she choked as she desperately tried to hold back her tears.

Alan sat in a chair in the corner of the room, Don sat next to him; his arm around his fathers shoulders. Alan couldn't bear to look at Charlie, he couldn't bear to think about the doctor had told him, how Charlie's chances were slim. At that moment he gave up all hope of his son surviving, all hope of being able to listen to his son throw explanations of equations that he could never understand. Tears flowed freely from his tired eyes, Don to let his tears escape but he had not given up hope. He knew Charlie was a fighter, he knew that Charlie was not going to give up that easily.

"Visiting hours are over I'm afraid" said one of the nurses as she stepped into the room, glancing at Amita and then to the two weeping men. Don nodded in response and then helped his tired father to his feet.

"I love you Charlie," said Amita as she gently kissed his forehead. At that moment one signal tear escaped and then seconds later, many others followed. She finally let her emotions show as the nurse helped her to the door.

"Why don't you go home and get some sleep, visiting hours are from one tomorrow" she paused "I will see you then" Once again a nod was all Don could muster as a reply. He wiped the tears from his eyes and then looked to his father "I'll give you a lift home Amita. Dad do you want me to take you home to or do you want to drive?" he knew he had to ask for often his father got annoyed when his son mollycoddled him.

"I'll drive, I need some time alone." Alan walked in the direction of the car park leaving Amita and Don standing in the hall.

Flashback:

Alan was stood in the kitchen, he was always cooking dinner and knowing Charlie couldn't cook to save his life. He wasn't to worried about Charlie being late, often when Charlie was working a case with Don, he would get home gone midnight.

Alan's cell phone buzzed on the table, he picked it up 'Don'.

"Hey Donnie" Alan's answered as he began to stir the pot of food.

"Dad, Charlie's been shot. It's not looking good, the doctors say his chances are slim" Alan didn't reply, instead his phone fell from his hand, shattering on the floor. He did not move for a full five minutes. Don's words kept swirling around in his head

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It didn't take long for Don to register everything. He leapt to his feet, put n his clothes and was out of the door in a flash. He had parked his SUV out front of his apartment so he didn't have to walk far. He rummaged for his cell in his coat pocket, finding it he flipped it open and began to browse through his phone book. Charlie's House, call. Don waited as the phone rang, it never usually took this long for his dad to answer the phone. He then tried his dads cell; it was off.

"Maybe he's at the hospital already" Don thought to himself as he began to pull away from the curve.

It was a twenty-minute drive to the hospital: each minute was torture.

"What if he's dead" Don paused, his heart slammed against his chest "NO, they would have called me"

Don walked through the hospital at a fast pace, paying no heed to the stares he got from nurses and patients. He had to see his brother; he had to know he was still alive.

To Don's surprise his father was not there, but Amita was. Tears were flowing from her eyes; Don could see that she was shaking.

"Don, they won't let me see him, because it's a different nurse' she said as she fell into his arms.

"Don't worry, I will get you again" Don replied softly

"How?" She looked at him, her eyes filled with heart breaking emotion

"I work for the FBI, remember."

Don walked up to the nurses station, flashed his badge at the nurse.

"She's with me"

The nurse didn't argue, she nodded and continued to type on the computer.

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The sun shone bright in the sky, the bright green grass shone in the morning sun.

"Sorry I haven't visited much, I…" Alan pause "No there's no excuse"

He knelt in front of his wife's grave, tears falling from his eyes, splashing against the well-kept grass.

"Charlie's dying" Alan's voice cracked "the doctors say he probably won't make it" he paused, wiping his tears "I'm sorry, I looked after him the best I could, but even that's not enough."

He kissed his fingers and gently placed them on the gravestone.

"I have to go see Charlie now. I love you" He wiped his tears once more and then headed back to his car.

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Amita slowly stepped into the room, her heart filled with dread. The constant beep of the heart monitor and the click of the respirator filled the room. She swiftly walked to his side; she gently kissed his forehead and stepped aside so Don could see him.

"I don't know how much more I can take of this. Not knowing whether I am going to ever see my brother alive again."

"I know" Amite pulled Don into an embrace as the man fell to tears; he could not longer fight the emotion that so long threatened to overtake him.

Amita did not stay long; she had to get back to the school. She could bear to sit and watch Charlie. It was too much for her to bear. Don sat and waited, where was his father? Don's eyes became heavy with loss of sleep. Soon he gave in to sleep too, the soft click of the Respirator lulling him to sleep.

A horrible beep awoke him from his slumber. Doctors and nurses rushed around him.

"We have a flat-line"

"No Pulse"

As soon as Don heard this he was wide awake, his heart racing.

"Sir you need to leave the room" said a nurse as she tried to lead Don away.

"NO"

"Please sir"

"NO" he shouted, she did not press further.

"We need paddles in here"

A nurse rushed in wheeling a machine in front of her.

Don's ears were ringing; he couldn't really make out what the doctor was saying. H just stared at his brother.

"CLEAR" shouted the doctor as he placed the paddles o Charlie's bare chest. Charlie's torso jumped, again and again. No response. Don couldn't bare it, the ringing of the machine in his ear, the shouts of the nurses and doctors. He watched in horror as he brother body jumped at each shock.

"Still no pulse" said a nurse

The Doctor backed away from the bed. He looked at Don, looking into Don's pleading eyes.

"Try again"

"He's not coming back Dr," said the nurse, her voice stern.

"Ok I'll call it, time of death 11:15 am"

"NO he can't be dead" said Don, his knees went week "you gotta keep trying. Please"

"I'm sorry"

We there it is, but is Charlie really dead? You'll just have to wait and see. Sorry it took so long. Hope it makes up for it. Please review.