Disclaimer: I don't own Numb3rs. If I did, Charlie and Amita would be together by now.
Don leaned back on his desk and watched the screen in front of him. Charlie was explaining something mathematical but he was too tired to really listen to the details of it. His gaze wandered to Charlie and although his lips were moving, he didn't hear much sound coming out of them. Charlie looked really tired—heck, they were all tired. Everyone had been working for fourteen hours straight. Don's eyes moved throughout the room, taking in the picture of what his team looked like right now.
David was leaning on the filing cabinet, Colby was rubbing his eyes, Liz's ponytail was falling out, Nikki was showing no weakness, and Amita was yawning. Don closed his eyes wishing he could just go to the cribs and crash for even just a few minutes. He was brought back to reality when he heard Colby say,
"Charlie!"
He heard the rolling chair move back as Colby stood up quickly and then heard both of them fall to the ground. He opened his eyes and saw his brother in Colby's arms, being lowered gently to the floor. He quickly made his way through his team, who was gathering around Charlie. He knelt down beside Charlie, whose eyes were still closed.
"Charlie? Charlie…come on Charlie." Charlie's eyes fluttered open and Don could see his eyes drift in and out of focus.
"Don?"
"Charlie, yeah, it's me. It's Don." Don saw his brother's eyes gain clarity and saw him looking up at all the people around him.
"I was explaining, and then, and then I felt all dizzy." Charlie sputtered.
"It's okay Charlie. Come on, let's get you something to drink." Colby and Don helped Charlie sit up and Liz handed Don a cup of ice water.
"Drink slowly." Don helped Charlie take a few shaky sips.
"That better?" Don asked.
"Uh, yeah. Thanks." Charlie said as he stood up. Colby and Don stood up as well. Charlie looked around and then began to sway again. Don quickly caught him before he could fall any farther.
"Look Charlie, why don't you go home? You don't look too hot. Get some sleep."
"Dad's not home." Charlie said absent-mindedly. "And I don't feel like driving right now."
"I'll take you home Charlie." Amita said.
Amita gathered her stuff and helped Don put Charlie's coat on because Charlie could barely stand without toppling over.
"I'll bring the car around front." Amita said and Don nodded. He and Colby helped Charlie slowly towards the elevator and then through the lobby. Amita's car was waiting and soon Charlie was buckled into the front seat.
"Make sure he gets some rest." Don said to Amita.
"Right. Call me if you need anything."
Don nodded again and watched Amita drive off.
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