This is my first Miles/Charlie story where they aren't just uncle/niece so please be kind to me...lol

There's no incest, they aren't related at all actually. This is going to be a little darker than my usual stuff, because I feel, out of Miles and Bass, Miles is the darker of the two...so...yeah.

A/U obviously. No blackout either. A couple things, first for this story, Miles is on;y about 15 years older than her...and second, this first chapter is for building up the back story some, starting in chapter 2 it won't jump time like this.

I would like to dedicate this story to ShyRomantic, for encouraging me to give it a shot. I hope you like it, but feel free to tell me if you don't :)

Title come from the Justin Timberlake song of the same name. It's pretty awesome, you should check it out.

Disclaimer: I don't own Revolution...if I did, so much would be different right now...so much.


Charlie remembered the first time she realized he wasn't really her uncle. She was eight years old and she had been playing hide and seek with Danny. She was always so good at hiding, he never found her. But this particular day, her father and her Uncle Miles were in the kitchen talking and didn't know she was hiding in the pantry.

Uncle Miles didn't come over often, he mostly called or sent letters, sometimes he sent her and Danny presents. Her whole life he had never missed showing up or sending a card or gift on her birthday and Christmas. He was a Marine and he was gone a lot of the time.

This visit was her father's birthday. He surprised them all by dropping in when no one knew he would be in town. Now they stood in the kitchen, beer bottles in hand, as her uncle mentioned his mother.

"I can't believe how old you're getting." Miles said with an affectionate smile. "My mother always said you were like the older brother I never had, but I never thought about you actually being old."

Ben laughed and rolled his eyes. "Just wait man, you'll catch up one of these days." He said. "And your mother was right." Ben said as he slung his arm around Mile's shoulders. "And I thank God every day that our parents were friends, and gave me the little brother I never would have had otherwise."

They left the room after that and Charlie crawled out of the pantry. "Oh." She said as she put the puzzle pieces together. "Oh."

….

Charlie was ten when she realized that, NOT her uncle, was actually kind of cute.

It was her birthday and he got to come home this year. It had been over a year since they had seen him and everyone was happy he was here.

Charlie had a few of her friends from school over for the day and didn't understand why they all kept trying to find reasons to bother the grownups.

"What are we doing this for?" she asked as they once again came up with an excuse to go into the living room for something.

Stephanie, her best friend, put a hand on her hip, trying to look older than her ten years. "Because your uncle is really cute." She said, as if Charlie should have realized this fact already.

Charlie frowned. "He's not my uncle, him and my dad are just friends, not really brothers. His parents died when he was little so he lived with my dad and my grandparents because his mother and my grandmother were really close." She explained, having gotten the story out of her own parents after hearing the conversation when she was eight.

Stephanie shrugged. "Well, whoever he is," she said. "he's hot." She shrugged again. "You know, for an old dude."

Charlie looked into the living room as her dad and Miles both smiled at the girls, who were obviously trying to get his attention, and she couldn't help but notice, they were right. He was cute.

….

Charlie was fourteen when she realized that she had a crush on Miles. Sure she had known for a while, four year, that he was good looking, but she had never really thought much beyond that. Until Christmas time that year when she opened her present from him and smiled as she lightly touched the gold chain.

"This is beautiful." She said to him as she took the necklace out of the box.

Miles smiled. "Every beautiful girl needs a beautiful necklace." He said and she looked up at him. And she had never been gladder than she was in that moment that he wasn't her uncle.

The first time she tried to make him jealous, she was sixteen. He had shown up, out of the blue, to stay for two whole weeks this time, and she decided that this was the perfect time to introduce him to her boyfriend Jason.

What she hadn't counted on was the fact that after the initial intimidation act, he would actually like Jason.

"You've got yourself a good one here Charlie." He said after they sat and talked about cars for what seemed like hours to Charlie .

She smiled and grabbed Jason's hand and dragged him out of the room, stopping only long enough to grab his face and plant one of him, in full view of Miles of course.

But the only thing that happened was a chuckle from Miles and her father walking into the room and putting an end to the whole failed charade.

Two weeks later Miles left again and she broke up with Jason, telling him that she was sorry but she really thought they would be better off as friends.

….

The first time Charlie got drunk was on her twenty-first birthday. Miles showed up, saying that he couldn't miss such an important day. "After all," he said. "now is when you can start openly drinking." He said with a chuckle.

She hadn't wanted to make a big deal out of it. It wasn't like she had never had a drink before, so she hadn't made any plans with her friends for the night of her birthday, that would wait until the following weekend.

But Miles had other ideas and she couldn't really say that she fought him too hard on it, since she had realized when she was eighteen, ten years after realizing he wasn't her uncle, that she was totally in love with him.

So she went drinking with him.

And really, could anyone blame her for having a couple more drinks than she had originally intended? And taking that into consideration, she really wasn't to blame for her actions later that night when Miles was helping her into the car.

"Thank you Miles." She slurred as she leaned against him, savoring the rare opportunity to feel him against her.

Miles smiled and chuckled a little at the slur to her words. "Don't mention it kid, I'm sure your parents won't find it quite as thank worthy as you do."

Charlie frowned slightly as she pulled away from him as he reached out to unlock the car door. "I'm not a kid anymore." She said.

Miles looked at her, a brow raised. "I know." He said.

Charlie raised her brows. "Do you?" she asked.

It was Miles turn to frown now. "Of course, I wouldn't take a kid out to get drunk Charlie." He said with a smirk.

Charlie shook her head. "No, I mean really. Do you?" she asked again as she swayed slightly

Miles put a hand on each of her shoulders, making sure he had her attention as well as holding her steady. "Yes Charlie, I do." He said firmly.

Charlie smiled. "Good." She said and leaned forward, pressing her lips to his.

Miles pulled back and shook his head. "Charlie, you don't know what you're doing." He said as she chased after his mouth. He held her away from him. "You need to get in the car, I need to take you home." He said as he opened her door.

Charlie got into the car and he closed the door. She didn't look at him the whole way home, and he didn't try to get her to speak.

The next afternoon she got up and he was gone. She didn't see him again for four years.


How horrible am I? Cliffhanger on the first chapter? I totally suck, I know...mwahahah! :)

I'm not sure how long this will be but it's got a ways to go...probably somewhere between 5-10 chapters.

I'm working on chapter 2 right now, so hopefully I'll have that up by Thursday if not before.

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