Sorry, I had forgotten this fic altogether but after I read all the reviews I couldn't ignore it.

I think you guys have been waiting for this chapter long enough, so enjoy!


Charlie arrived to the FBI's building pretty fast, ready to help when needed. When he stepped inside the floorhis his brother was, he knew at that moment that something was off. Amita was there. Looking at his brother and pretty much asking what is going on with his eyes, Don waved for him to come closer.

"Hi Chuck, I've heard this rumor about you." Don stated and gave him a smile. Charlie glanced Amita and almost growled in irritation. Of course, it was a trap. But if Amita had told about his little white lie to Don, then…

"So who is this mystery girl?" Don asked as Charlie found Colby in the corner. Colby met is eyes for a second and Charlie couldn't really name the feeling he caught in the other man's face. Was it sadness? At that moment he almost admitted that it was all a lie, that he had feelings for Colby, that he was the one he wanted to be with. But he stopped this line of thought. It would probably never happen. And he really didn't want Amita to know about his little lie.

"Can I talk to you alone, Don?" He didn't want to be interrogated in front of everybody. Don turned to walk to his desk, away to his desk. Charlie glanced at Amita, who looked like she was ready to argue but stayed where she stood. Charlie was relieved at this and sat opposite to Don.

"You ready to tell me now, Charlie?" Don asked, leaning over the table. Charlie sighed and wondered what to tell Don. He shouldn't lie to him; he decided to tell the truth.

"It's a lie Don," He whispered so only his brother could hear it. "I told Amita that I was dating someone to get her off my back." Charlie rubbed his eyes.

"I don't know how it grew to this fiasco." He muttered and Don looked confused.

"Why would you lie her? I thought you liked each other." Charlie shook his head slightly.

"No, no. Well she likes me and that's the problem." Charlie answered but Don was still confused.

"I'll explain it to you tonight all right? But can you go with the lie for now?" Don stared at him for a while but nodded in agreement. Charlie gave him apologising smile.

"Thanks." he got up.

" If you don't have a real case, I should get back." He walked past Amita, ignoring her but giving a small smile to Colby. Getting in to his car he thought that this really, really a bad day.

Colby felt awful. He had lost his opportunity to tell Charlie how he felt about him. He was with somebody and that somebody was a she. He had never been that sure even if Charlie was in the same boat that he was, but perhaps this was the proof he needed. It sucked to fall for the straight guys. Colby gloomed over his desk. It hurt how happy that small smile from Charlie made him when the mathematician had left. Amita had been so annoying, demanding Don for every detail that Charlie had said. Colby just whished that he could get off from work and go to sleep.

Charlie went home from the FBI building, wanting to be alone. He took some juice out of the fridge and sighed. Alan popped his head from the living room.

"Hi, what are you doing here so early?" He asked and sat next to Charlie to the kitchen table.

"Wanted some peace and quiet, that's all." He answered and rolled the cool glass in his palms. They sat in silence for a while and Alan broke it after two minutes.

"So, are you going to tell me why you are lying to poor Amita?" Charlie gave a surprised look at his father who shrugged his shoulders.

"She came by few hours ago and asked me who you are dating." He explained. "I told her that I had no idea and told her to find this girlfriend of yours."

"Why would you do that?" Charlie was slightly hurt to find out that his dad had encouraged Amita's crusade.

"Because I think it was mean to lie to her, she's a nice girl." Alan scolded his son but continued more softly, "I live with you and I happen to know that with all the time you spend here or at work, you don't have any time to 'secretly' see someone. But I believe you have your reasons to tell Amita this lie, so I'll stop pestering you." Charlie gave a weak smile to his father, he was always so understanding. But he wouldn't probably understand that his son wanted to be with another man. Charlie's smile wore off. What difference would it make, since Charlie was only interested in Colby who now thought that he was dating some girl.

"Well, you can tell me your reason when you want, but now I have to fix some pipes." Alan petted his and left him alone.

Colby couldn't help his curiosity. After the few hours trying to do some paperwork he had some time to think. Don had confirmed to Amita that Charlie was indeed telling the truth, but hadn't said anything more than that. The curiosity was killing Colby, he wanted to hear it from Charlie himself. He glanced the clock and finally admitted to himself that he wasn't getting any work done.

"Guys, I'm hitting off for tonight." He called to his teammates who wished him good night.

He was on his way to home, when he made a sudden decision; he would ask Charlie in person these questions. He turned his car towards the familiar route to CalSci. He had to do this before he started thinking how stupid his decision was or he would never go through with it. Parking his car and searching for a certain window he saw light in Charlie's office, confirming that he was still here. Colby gripped the wheel more tightly.

"What am I doing?" He asked himself in the silence.

There was a knock on his office door that snapped Charlie back to the real world. He had been thinking Colby again. He took a few breaths before yelling that the door was unlocked. Colby stepped inside, slightly unsure what to with his hands. Charlie could feel little heat growing to his face, the thoughts from a minute ago surfacing back.

"Hi." He said with a smile. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Hi." Colby answered, with his deep soft voice that made Charlie feel warm. "I'm sorry to bother you like this but I have to ask you something." He closed the door and took a step closer. Colby tried to swallow the lump in his throat.

"I – um, I wanted to ask you if it was really true, what Amita said tonight." This was it, he thought, no going back. He could see the red on Charlie's cheeks, and those parted lips, God, he really wanted to kiss him.

Charlie opened his mouth, slightly stunned by the question. Colby really cared? There really was a chance that Colby felt the same as he. He was silent for a while, so shocked by this. Colby apparently read his reactin differentely.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to intrude-" Colby blabbered, feeling ashamed now but he was cut off.

"It was a lie." Charlie admitted "It was a lie to get Amita to give some space." Colby felt so relieved when his brain registered the words. The world actually seemed a little brighter. He hadn't lost his opportunity to tell Charlie how he felt, and he wasn't going to. With two long strides across the room, he took Charlie's head in his hands and kissed him. At first, Charlie didn't respond, but then he started kissing back, giving in to the hot mouth against his. They pulled apart when they were in need of air, looking deep in each other's eyes.

"Charlie," Colby said in between his breaths and Charlie responded with a questioning noise "I like you very much."

It hadn't been that bad day after all, Charlie thought when he dived for another kiss.