Note: Yuri's one-way cell phone conversation is also directly from the episode. I didn't come up with it on my own. I don't own it!

When Yuri came up to Charlie a few hours later, he knew he was in for it. Yuri's eyes held a coldness that spoke his insensitivity. So once Yuri got started, Charlie knew he wouldn't stop until he had what he wanted. Bracing himself for what was to come, Charlie set his jaw. He would not breathe a word to this man. His big brother was going to come soon. He's save him. Don would take care of everything. Yuri could beat Charlie as much as he wanted, but he would not talk... just like Donny wouldn't.

"You ready to talk?" Yuri asked. His voice was calm, but there was an underlying of anger that made the hairs on the back of Charlie's neck stand. Charlie wanted nothing to do with this man, but it seemed he was going to have to for a while.

Charlie cold stare was answer enough for Yuri. So to begin trying to get Charlie to talk, he walked up to the bound professor and Yuri stomped on Charlie's injured thigh.

"AAH!" Charlie's scream seemed to go on for hours. The pain shot through him and brought tears to his eyes. Each breath came out as a heave, every movement caused pain. Charlie had thought he'd hold up for hours, but at this rate, he wasn't sure he'd last ten minutes. He could see the blood begin to seep out of his stab wound once more, Yuri's hit having reopened the cut. He tried to block his mind from the agony, focusing on what he'd do when Don came, how happy he'd be.

"More?" Yuri asked, a wicked grin on his face.

With only a glare as a response, Yuri took that as his cue to continue. He then reached out and gripped both of Charlie's arms, where cuts had been made, and squeezed and twisted. At the same time, he brought his knee down again on Charlie's name.

This time, Charlie could only scream one word... it was the word that would mean protection, that this was all over.

"Don!"

A roar of laughter erupted among the men. They all knew exactly who Don was, and that there was nothing the professor's big brother could do to catch them. They found it funny that the young man called for his big brother, like he would actually save him.

"Don, huh?" Yuri stood mockingly above Charlie as he heaved on sobs. "You think your brother can save you? Do you think he's going to come get you?"

Yuri laughed before bending down so that he was eye-level with Charlie. "Guess what? Big brother isn't going to save you. You'll be dead before he gets here."

Charlie closed his eyes to keep from seeing the laughter in Yuri's eyes. He hated seeing the pleasure Yuri got out of torturing him. The man was positively sick.

Before Yuri could continue, his cell phone rang.

"It's early. What's up?" Yuri paused, listening. "You screwed up somewhere, gave them what they needed to hack your phone. Listen to me, the FBI has no idea where you are or what you're doing, or they would never have let him call you. The situation is still in control. Keep working. Get it done."

Charlie felt a glimmer of hope when he heard "FBI." They were coming! He knew it. Soon he'd be safe.

Yuri turned back to Charlie, putting his cell phone back in his pocket.

"Yes, sir. Don isn't going to save you. And no one else will."

Yuri took out a gun and aimed it at Charlie. "No one."

Walking up to Charlie, he pressed the barrel of the gun against Charlie's forehead. Yuri slowly moved the gun to various areas on Charlie's face: his forehead, between his eyes, his mouth, and his temple. Yuri laughed when Charlie couldn't keep from shaking all over. The trembling became fierce, even moving the chair. Charlie let out a whimper, unable to hide his fear. This only made Yuri laugh more.

Charlie closed his eyes when the gun was pressed against his forehead once more and then he heard the gun click, ready to be fired. He only had one thought going through his mind: Don, please hurry.

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After what seemed like at least a week, Don's team was ready to move in. Morton had come through with the cell phone number, and David had made the call to track Yuri's location. As Megan drove them to Yuri's location, a memory from yesterday flooded back to him.

"Are you scared of them?" Morton had asked him. Any other time, Don would have lied just to make him feel better. But this time, he spoke the truth.

"Yeah, I'm scared of them." He was scared for his little brother, scared of what they had done with him. He was scared he'd never see Charlie again. He was scared that he'd be too late. Don was scared of a lot of things when it came to the Russian Mafia, especially when they had his baby brother.

Don shook his head. This had to be over soon. He just hoped that his brother would hold out for him. He could trust himself to be ready, but could he be sure that Charlie was strong enough to last this long?

"You okay, Don?" Megan asked, glancing over at him.

"I'm fine." Don's words were sharper than he intended, but he really didn't think anyone should be worrying about him. Charlie was the one in danger, not him.

"He's going to be okay, Don. I know it."

"Yeah, well, I don't."

Megan pulled to a stop alongside the sidewalk for them to get out. She turned to Don before they got out. "Whatever happens in there, it'll be okay. Understand?"

Don gave her a forced smile. "Okay."

Don came up to Lieutenant Walker and the rest o the team. "What do you know?"

"Not much. It's been awfully quiet in there. You sure this is the place?"

Don motioned for the team to move closer. He waited outside the door and listened in. He heard a sound that made the hair on his neck raise. He recognized the scream as Charlie's, and his heart began to pound. A moment later, he heard his name screamed and Don knew he couldn't wait much longer.

"Team in place?" Don asked, trying to keep the emotion out of his voice.

"We're ready, Don."

"On my lead."

Motioning with his fingers, he showed one, two, and then three fingers, then kicked in the door.

"FBI!"

Charlie heard a gunshot, and wondered why he didn't feel any pain. Then he heard the three most beautiful words he'd ever heard: FBI.

Yuri pointed his gun at Don, making Charlie panic. He couldn't lose his brother after all this. He fired one shot, and then the men began to scatter. Megan chased after one, calling over her shoulder, "Get the hostages!"

Charlie watched Don run past him after Yuri. He cried out when he no longer saw his brother. He had waited so long to see Don, and now that he was here, he was going again.

Megan stopped to release Colleen from her bounds, telling her to take deep breaths. Charlie was glad she worked with her first. Colleen and Lamont needed freed first. He'd be okay. But slowly he began to feel weaker, and wished he could go to sleep.

When the other two were free, Megan rushed over to him. "Charlie? Charlie, are you with me?"

Charlie forced his eyes open and looked at her. "I'm here," he answered her weakly. "Where's Don?"

"He'll be here in a minute. Just hang on for us, okay?"

Megan circled around the chair Charlie was tied to and was scared to see Charlie was bleeding from another area. She had been horrified to see so much blood coming from Charlie's thigh.

Megan took out her cell phone with one hand and untied Charlie with the other. "This Agent Reeves, I need an ambulance at 1327 Palmetto Road."

Charlie shook his head. "I don't need an ambulance... just Donny."

"Donny will be here soon, okay?" Megan said to him, moving her mouth away from the cell phone, then bringing it back. "Yes, I have an injured male, multiple stab wounds."

When Charlie's hands were untied, he slipped out of the chair and onto the floor. Megan had just hung up the phone, and watched, horrified, as Charlie fell. "Charlie!"

She met him on the floor and propped him up against the chair. "Stay with me."

"'Kay."

Megan looked behind her and sighed with relief when she saw Don rushing toward them.

"Don is coming, Charlie. He's almost here."

"Don?" Charlie looked up and saw his brother coming. He would have smiled, but Don had such an angry look on his face, he didn't think it would be appropriate.

Megan stood and backed up a few steps, leaving the brothers to each other. Don knelt down in front of his brother and got right in Charlie's face.

"Don't ever, EVER do that to me again! Do you know how stupid that was? I told you not to work on the case anymore!"

"I'm sorry," Charlie cried, tears welling up in his eyes.

"You could have gotten yourself killed! Why can't you just listen? Damn it, Charlie, do you have any idea what you've put me through?"

"I'm sorry," Charlie said, this team he was fully crying. He hadn't meant to do it. He hadn't meant to get in trouble... He had just wanted to help.

Don gripped Charlie's shoulders and shook him. "Promise me you'll never do something so stupid! Promise!" Now Don had tears in his eyes and he couldn't hold them back if he wanted to.

"I pr-promise," Charlie said between sobs.

Don stared at his brother a moment before he spoke.

"Oh, Buddy," Don cried, and grabbed his brother roughly and brought Charlie to him in a tight hug. He pressed his face into his brother's hair. His brother was alive! Don couldn't let go.

Megan wiped at her eyes, trying to erase the evidence of her tears. She couldn't help but cry, seeing the two brothers being reunited. When Don cried, she lost it. She turned and saw Walker walking up and tried to hide her tears.

"He's okay?" Walker asked, standing beside Megan.

"Yeah, I think so. He's lost a lot of blood, but I don't think he really cares about that right now."

Walker smiled. "I bet."

Don pushed away from his brother, realizing that Charlie had to have been hurt.

"What happened? Are you hurt? Where is it?"

Charlie pointed to his leg, which he was putting pressure on with a blood-soaked t-shirt. Then he held his arms out for Don to see.

"Oh, God. Charlie!" Don lifted the t-shirt and saw how the stab had gone clear through Charlie's khaki pants, and inches deeper. The cuts on his arms were bleeding as well, but Don was more worried about his leg.

"Someone call-"

"They're on their way, Don," Megan interrupted him.

Don sighed. "Thanks."

Don turned back to his brother and saw that Charlie was slowly slipping away. He moved closer to his little brother and wrapped a supporting arm around Charlie's shoulder.

Charlie moaned and turned into Don, resting the side of face into the crook of Don's neck.

"Hang on, Buddy. You'll be okay," Don soothed, hoping his brother could hang on for him. He looked down and saw that Charlie's hand hung limp where he had been holding the t-shirt to his leg. Don quickly took over, holding the t-shirt tightly against his brother's leg.

"Ow." Charlie weakly pushed at his brother's hand, but Don didn't waver.

"Here, Don," Megan said, holding out Walker's jacket he had given her.

"Thanks," Don said, looking up at Megan and then to Lieutenant Walker.

Charlie closed his eyes, completely content to stay beside his brother. He felt so tired, and he figured it'd be okay if he just rested his eyes for a minute.

"Charlie? Charlie, come on. Stay awake for me, Buddy," Don said loudly, trying to keep his brother awake.

"'Kay, Donny," Charlie whispered. He could do that for his brother, couldn't he?

He looked up and saw Lieutenant Walker leading Yuri Koverchenko outside. He closed his eyes tightly when Yuri smiled at him and he pressed in closer to Don. Sensing his brother's fear, Don looked up and saw Yuri going by. He held on tighter to Charlie, while glaring at the man responsible for his brother's pain.

"You're okay, Buddy. He won't hurt you," Don said quietly near his brother's ear. He felt Charlie nod against his neck and Don smiled. He was glad that his brother could feel safe with him, even after all that had happened because of him.

"Don. The ambulance is here," Megan said as she came from the door.

"You ready, Buddy?" Don asked, looking down at Charlie.

"Y-yes."

"You don't have anything to worry about. I'm going to be right with you the whole time, okay?"

Charlie nodded, though he still hated to think about being moved. He knew it was going to hurt.

The EMTs moved in quickly, bringing the stretcher. Before he knew it, Charlie was in the ambulance on the way to the hospital, his brother's hand wrapped tightly around his.

"Can I go to sleep yet?" Charlie mumbled, sleep already taking over.

"Yeah, Buddy. You can go to sleep now."

"Good."

Don smiled as he watched his brother slowly fall asleep. His baby brother had been through more than he knew, he was sure. The bruises on Charlie's face, and the cuts and stab wound showed how painful it must have been. Don hoped that his brother was going to be okay. Suddenly he realized that he hadn't kept his promise to his father, so he needed to call Alan right away.

He took out his cell phone with his free hand and dialed his father's number. Alan picked up on the first ring.

"Donny?"

"Yeah, Dad. I got him."

"Oh, thank God. Is he all right? Can I talk to him?"

"He's hurt, Dad, but he's going to be okay."

"What's that noise?"

"We're in an ambulance right now. Can you meet us at the hospital?"

"I'm already in the car."

Don smiled. "Good. I'll see you in a few minutes."

"Okay. Take care of your brother for me."

"You know I will. Bye, Dad."

"Bye."

Don hung up the phone and held onto Charlie's hand with both of his. He stroked the top of his brother's hand with his thumbs soothingly. He was so proud of his little brother for holding up so well. Charlie had spent over a day with the Russian Mafia and had survived. Don wondered what all they'd done to his little brother, but knew he'd find out soon enough. As long as Charlie was okay now, that was all that mattered to him right now. They would deal with the rest later. For now, Don was content just holding his brother's hand and being there for Charlie when he was most needed.

Yay! I really like this chapter. The next chapter will deal with the hospital a bit and then the after effects and whatnots of Charlie's kidnapping. I should be able to wrap the story up in the next chapter. I hope you've had fun and have enjoyed this story!