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Author's note: this my first fanfic about Revolution, mostly a Charloe fic. It is also the first time I published a story online or let anyone else read it. Comments and reviews are welcomed bad or good, don't hesitate about letting thoughts about how the story should go on. I already have 6 chapters written.

Following Revolution episode 2 season 2

Bass and Charlie were kept captive in an empty swimming-pool by bounty hunters. The bounty hunters were after Bass, they were going to take him away to the government. Charlie and bass were tied up to the ladder's swimming-pool.

Chapter 1

Charlie has been pass out for hours now, her hairs were down on her face but Bass was able to see that there was blood on her under lip, that bastard had hit her. Bass felt suddenly bad for her even though she had tried to kill him countless of times. However she was still Miles' niece, and even if Miles and him weren't on their best in their relationship right now , he knew Miles wouldn't forgive him if he learnt that Bass could have been able to stop something happened to Charlie.

Bass also noticed she has blood on her left shoulder. While he was looking at her face, some fresh air came and has pushed the hair strands away. He could see her face, the sun was reflecting on her skin, it hit him to see how beautiful she became, She had every thing where it was needed, she was perfect. She had become a real woman even though he didn't have to remember it.

Charlie was coming out of her blackout, he could see through her beautiful blue eyes, she was scared. Frightened because she didn't know where she was and wounded by her injury on her left shoulder.

"hello sunshine!" Bass grins at her

Charlie followed the sound of the voice to see it belonged to him. Monroe, the man she hated the most on hearth, she held him responsible for the death of half of her family. Her dad and her brother. Charlie felt the ropes around her wrist, she tried by any way to get rid of it but she knew she wouldn't be able of cutting it. A man was coming down to her with a bowl in his left hand, at first she didn't recognized him but then she clearly saw that it was the man that was faking his sleep when she came last night. He was also the one that has shoot her down, then she had fallen in the swimming-pool and collapsed she couldn't remember any further. He came closer to her and was standing in front of her.

"alright listen up! I'm gonna patch you up but If you try to think cute, you'll get a lot worse than a pinch of salt this time."

A man appears above them, Charlie had recognized him right away, he was the guys she hit last night with her gun. The man was talking but she wasn't able to understand him, he was using a foreign language.

"that's my partner. He has a hell of a smile, isn't it? "

Charlie didn't talk, she didn't want to. "so" he was taking her left sleeve away "hugh…" the wounded wasn't that bad but still it was hurting as hell. As the bounty hunter was doing it, Bass couldn't help but looking at her, and somehow he felt really bad because Bass was blaming himself for her injury and to add in, the fact that the one who actually took the shot was touching her revolted him. Why? He didn't know, perhaps because she was Miles' niece it must be it, there was no other likely explanation to his thought.

"how did you find Monroe?"

Charlie stared at him, not saying a word, Bass looked at him as well with some kind of pretension in his look. But the most choking thing was how the hell that man knew about Monroe's identity? She didn't say anything and she was sure that Monroe didn't sold himself.

"yeah, I know who he really is."

The man took some of the liquid who actually look pretty gross and sticky with a large wooden spoon. He applied his mixture on Charlie's wound and as the spoon was touching her injuries she felt her shoulder's skin burn as hell.

"well… don't talk my ear off" Charlie stared him right in his eye and the man smiled at her back

"I get why you want to kill the ass hat but get in line everybody does, I mean the guy who dropped the bomb."

"yeah that's right that's me!" how could this son of a bitch could say that he wasn't even there, but anyway everyone thought it was him and Bass was actually feeling guilty and responsible for everything that happened because of him, because of the bomb, because of his militia.

"shut up dush!" Charlie glared at him then to Monroe and back to him. "we've been tracking him for months so I just can't let you screwing up now"

As he ended talking, he had more of his mixture to her injury, it wasn't hurting as bad as the beginning.

"so what are you going to do?"

"she talks!" did he say with a smile.

Monroe was still listening to the exchange between her and the bounty hunter.

"what ? with you? We're still debating, depends on how pleasant you are"

"I meant with Monroe" her look was full of pride.

"we are taking him to our employers"

"you're a bounty hunters?! For who" Charlie was astonished by this revelation.

"the moment, US government"

"what US government?" Charlie didn't understand she had never heard something as the US government. Monroe was also perturbed "what the hell are you talking about?"

"you find out soon enough pal" responded the bounty hunter to Monroe.

"yeah whatever, whoever they are. Just put a bullet in his head. And hand him over dead!"

"they want him alive. They've been very clear on the subject."

"you're dumber than you look, which believe me makes you seriously dumb. He'll escape and slip your throats. And then you won't have jacks squats." Charlie was laughing right in front of the bounty hunter. He put on some tissue on her wound but he pushed on it in purpose to respond to Charlie's comment.

"I like you better and you weren't talking."

Monroe was staring at her, he was also trying to escape by cutting his rope with square of tiles that were hidden behind his back. For her part Charlie was still trying to figuring out a way of escaping from this place. She needed to escape as soon as possible.

After a few hours of silence, Monroe kept thinking about miles, if he was OK, did he was going on some plan or war? And also he was founding that completely weird that Charlie was out there alone without any protection. He knew she was able of taking care of herself but knowing Miles and Rachel something must have been wrong between the last two.

"so where are they? Miles and your mum? What happened? Did you guys have a fight?

Charlie was staring at him with only one thought kill this bastard. Why did he think he has the right to talk to her?!

"I get it, I'm not really the one you want to open up to, right? Just answered me one question...Randall is the one who pushed the button?"

Charlie nodded.

"I knew it. I walked him through the front doors. Might as well pushed the button myself"

Even if he really was feeling guilty, Charlie couldn't help herself but laugh. For her, Monroe was a sociopath with no real feeling; everything he said or did was only to get what he wanted. He doesn't care about other, actually that wasn't the truth. There was Miles he was probably the only one Monroe could really care about.

"right, I'm sure you're just torn up with guilt."

"you don't know me, Charlotte!" his voice calm but fill with authority and anger.

Hearing him say her full name was disturbing, she felt weird as he said it. He looked at her with a grin and she just felt something deeper but she didn't know exactly how she felt.

Saying her full name out load felt weird for Bass , he didn't know how she could react. And he was sure as hell that he didn't plan it out this feeling that had suddenly submerged him. He looked at her and saw on her face different emotions, she was upset, disturbed but there was another one that he couldn't define and he was pretty sure she couldn't either.

" a lot of people depending on me to protect them. What did they get for? Cooked on their own skin."

"wa… did it never accord you that you suck at your job?!"

Bass couldn't help but smile, it was typically a Charlie's reaction. However to him she didn't have the right to judge what he just said, she didn't know he cared for his men and how in first place he wanted to do the right thing for the people who were left alone helpless. Miles enticed him on this sinuous slopes which he couldn't come back from after what happened to Shelley and the baby.

"you know maybe Miles has the right to talk to me like that, maybe but you? You don't! so watch your mouth."

"you don't get to tell anybody anything. You are nothing. Just a drunk fighting for coins in some whore house. And if you won't put yourself out of your misery, I'll happy to do it for you" her answer was rash and her voice was quiet but the way she told it could surpass the pitch of her voice.

Staring at each other blue eyes, he responds while she grinned to him. Bass laughing at her, he could recognize Miles' signature in her sentence. Miles who left him and tried to kill him. His brother. His only family. Rage grew inside him, and he exploded. Bass knew what to say to Charlie, so she would break. The only thing or person she couldn't stand even more than him right now. However as soon as he said out loud he regretted it.

"Waa… you know you might be trying to run away from your mum, but you are a hell a lot like her."

Suddenly Charlie's smile faded away, she didn't want to look like her, her mother was for Charlie responsible of everything that the blackout has made. Charlie took her mother as responsible for her brother and her father's death as Monroe was.

The words that has been exchanging had hurt the both of them. The truth about themselves have been said and they weren't please about any of it.