a/n- The first 21 or so chapters of Blinded by the Light were written during earlier seasons, when I was more of a beginner when it came to writing Numb3rs ,fanfics.and were finished before the episode Mind Games aired.

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Charlie found himself in a hospital room, having no idea as to why he was there. At a chair nearby, slept his father. Black circles surrounded his eyes, and his clothes seemed wrinkled. Don, looking as disheveled, also slept in chair However, Charlie also saw several figures, of all ages surrounding his bed. He didn't recognize any of them, and why did the hospital let such a crowd into his room?

"What are you doing here?" he asked them.

Alan's eyes snapped open.

"Waiting for you to wake up!" his father said happily, giving Charlie a hug. He had awoken to his youngest son's voice and had figured that Charlie's question was a result of being disoriented from just having awoken from a three day coma. Seeing as Alan did not say anything about the people in the room, Charlie feared that he was hallucinating.

"Welcome back Buddy!" Don got up from his chair and also gave Charlie a hug.

"What happened to me?" he asked as he tried to sit up, but without much success.

"You don't remember?" Don asked worriedly.

"No" Charlie said after a moment.

"When you tried to install a new ceiling fan in your room you forgot to turn off the electricity" Don said.

"That's impossible" Charlie argued. "I would never do that!" Being absent minded was one thing, but forgetting something like that was another.

"Well you did" Don told his younger brother.

Alan got the attention of a nurse in the hallway .She in turn went to get a doctor.

Soon, the doctor came and gave Charlie a through checkup. First he flashed a small light into his pupils, causing Charlie to flinch. Then she asked him several questions.

"What year is it?"

"two thousand five" Charlie said. Suddenly, Charlie, had a vision which came to him like a tidal wave.

"Come here you little snot!" the doctor yelled as the boy ran around the house. Soon he grabbed him. The boy screamed every time the metal buckle hit his back. Rage filled the man, who needed to be in control….

"Who is the president?"

Charlie snapped out of his vision. "George Bush"

"What is your name?"

"Charles Eppes."

"Do you remember what happened to you?"

"No" Charlie answered thoughtfully. "But my brother told me"

"He seems to be in good shape, but I'd like to do some tests to make sure" he told them, as she made some notes on his chart. "I'm ordering an EEG and a CT scan to check for swelling in the brain. He should be able to leave in two days."

"Two days?" Charlie asked incredulously as he realized he only had bandages around his hands.

"Despite the fact that your body was thrown several feet, and you were electrocuted, you suffered no injury of any kind, aside from some second degree burns. We don't know why you were in a coma and that is why I am insisting on further tests Dr. Eppes." the doctor informed him.

"Dad found you unconscious and called 911" Don explained.

.Charlie did several calculations in his head. Statistically he was dead, or at least severely injured.

"Did you do CPR?"

"Didn't need to!" Alan said.

"You mean my heart didn't stop?"

"You had a pulse when I found you, thank God!"

"You were very lucky, Dr. Eppes" the doctor told him, as Charlie noticed the figures again, though shrugged it off as a side effect from whatever was in his IVs.

"Dad, could you bring me…." He started to say. Charlie needed to distract himself from the mysterious figures.

"No!" Alan told him firmly. "You will rest!"

"Why don't we watch some T.V?" Don suggested.

With a frown, Charlie turned it on and quickly flipped through the channels.

"You're making me dizzy!" Alan complained after a minute.

"Come on man!" Don sighed. "Pick something, anything!"

Resignedly, Charlie gave the remote control to Alan. Suddenly, a gruesome male figure got his attention and stood near his bedside. He carried his head, which spoke, in his hands.

"My body's at buried near Cal Sci." he told Charlie, who turned pale. Seeing crime scene photos could not have prepared him for having a dismembered human talking to him. "A student killed me."

TBC