Disclaimer: Wi not trei a holiday in Sweeden this yer? See the loveli lakes. The wonderful telephone system. And mani interesting furry animals. Including the majestic moose. A moose once bit my sister...
No realli! She was Karving her initials on the moose with the sharpened end of an interspace toothbrush given her by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian movies: "The Hot Hands of an Oslo Dentist", "Fillings of Passion", "The Huge Molars of Horst Nordfink"... Mynd you, moose bites Kan be pretti nasti...

I apologise for the quote from Monty Python, the person who wrote it has been fired.

The actual Disclaimer which I wrote myself I did: I do not own. Don't own Charlie or Don or any of the others. I do however own the plot, the plot is all mine, and I intend to keep it. I also own the OCs. Also one speech thing in a later chapter is taken directly from Person of Interest, however Charlie says it apposed to a character from PoI (this is not a crossover)

On with the show...

Prologue

Charlie's POV - Friday Morning - Colby's Apartment

I woke up on Colby's sofa - not wanting to be alone after a particularly horrid case. Dad had gone out of town for some golfing tour, or something, so I was left alone in my house most nights. When I turned up on Colby's door step - drunk of my ass - he refused to let me go home.

"Morning" Colby said rather loudly as he walked over to me. I sat up grimacing at the noise and light. Colby moved leaning on the sofa behind me and asked, "how's the head?" as he clapped right by my ear.

"arrg" I said flappy at his hands.

"I'll get you an ice pack and then some coffee and then you can go back to sleep"

"fff…" I groaned as I stood up, "no, I, I got ta go ta CalSci"

"Charlie, I don't think you can even do maths, let alone teach it."

"Course I can"

"Oh yeah? What's 57 times 942?"

"53,694"

Colby grabbed a nearby calculator and checked, "okay. What about the square root of 358?"

"18.9208879-"

"Ok, ok. You can go"

"Thank you" I said walking towards the door

"Although you might what to put some pants on first."

I looked down and only then did I realise I was just in some old T-shirt and my underwear, "yeah, I'll go do that"

"Yeah"

After finding my clothes I wandered into the bathroom and changed. Colby insisted on driving me to school - I kind of think he's a bit obsessed with my safety. We stopped by my house to grab my laptop bag and speed to CalSci. When I got to school I ran to class and skidded through the door.

"Sorry I'm late," I said pretending to be out of breath (that run would have caused most people to be breathless, but when I run however, my legs always give out before my lungs), "ok, so what are we doing today," I walked over to the board put my laptop bag down, "no, seriously, what are we doing today? I have no clue."

This caused a quick laugh and a chorus of whispers through the class. One student finally said, "We're doing Linear Algebra Professor"

"Oh yes, I remember. Linear Algebra - the math of matrices and vectors, how to manipulate them and use them. One important mathematical application is the solution of large sets of simultaneous equations and some of the ideas in this area have unexpected practical applications, such as the technology behind internet search engines" I began.

After finishing my hellish class Larry stopped by. He told me that I didn't look well and that I should go home and get some rest. He told me that he and Ameta would cover the rest of my lessons. I gratefully excepted. I got into the parking lot, were I was going to call a cab, when someone jumped me. I fought all four attackers off with ease. Suddenly a fifth man jumped out of a nearby black van and smacked a bat over my head. I tried to fight off the looming darkness, but the weight was too much. They shoved me into the van as I blacked out.