Charlie looked at his new assistant, in a little bit of nervousness and uncertainty. Charlie looked at the man again. He blushed to himself ummmm how should I start this, Charlie questioned himself. "Ummmm," Charlie started lamely, "I'm Charlie Eppes. Ummmm Charlie is fine." Charlie stopped to see if the man in front of him was listening. "I'm twenty-one going on twenty-two. Ummmm-"Charlie started again but was cutoff by Jack.
"Mr.Eppes, why don't you just start from the beginning," Jack stated calmly.
"Oh right," he said in startled embarrassment, "Well for starters you can call me Charlie," Charlie said recovering from his original embarrassment.
"Charlie," Jack said, as if testing the name on his tongue. Charlie looked at him and notices that Jack was really good looking. He had long blonde hair that reached his shoulders. His blonde locks made his chocolate hair pale in comparison to his bright hair, and his eyes were an eccentric green, like you could just get lost in his eyes. "Charlie," Jack asked, his eyes were showing worry. Man I must have been spacing out there, Charlie thought.
"Oh, ummm," Charlie tried again. An amused chuckle left Jack's lips and he looked at with such happy eyes.
"I was sent down here to help you make room for me in your office," Jack tried again. Charlie felt the blood run to his face all over again.
"Yes, um let's start over there, near the shelves," Charlie stated.
"The shelves," Jack questioned, uncertainty now filled his smooth chocolaty voice.
"Umm, yeah, we could move them out of the room, and put you desk in that place," Charlie looked at the shelves calculating how long it would take them to move the shelf depending on where they set the them and how much force they used.
"I'm sorry that I have to make you move your things Charlie," Jack said eyes filled with sorrow.
"That's okay, let's do it," Charlie said, noticing that Jack's eyes were filled with hunger and something else that he couldn't identify.
"Okay then," Jack whispered huskily, "Let's," Jack said in what Charlie thought was a seductive tone. No, he thought, it was just my imagination.
"Ummm, alright let's start with the big shelf, because I know this one is going to be a problem," Charlie said trying to make conversation.
"I know what you mean Charlie. We are not the strongest in the bunch," Charlie laughed at what Jack said. He could see them becoming very good friends in the future.
"But my friend, are strengths are in our mind," Charlie said with good humor.
"True, my friend, but I have to say if it was against me and you then I would lose," Charlie laughed again, "So what strengths do I have," Jack questioned again. Charlie laughed out loud he couldn't contain the laughs anymore.
"You have your amazing looks and sense of humor," Charlie said missing the sudden gleam in Jack's eyes.
"Amazing looks, Charlie I didn't know you swung that way," Jack said amusement laced in every word. Charlie blushed, his thoughts went to Amita and his perfect relationship with her, but another image caught his eyes. Colby was staring at him with lustful telling him to join him in bed. Charlie shook his head, the joke must be getting to him he thought.
"Your funny Jack, but I have a girlfriend," Charlie stated easily even though his heart was beating painfully in his chest.
"Oh, the beautiful Amita, she is a catch," Jack said playfully.
"Yeah, she is," Charlie dazed off to when he and Amita first got together he was so happy and still is happy. Charlie's eyes glanced to the shelves "We spent all this time talking that we didn't move the shelves." Charlie stated.
"You right Charlie," Jack said moving towards the shelves. Charlie got up to move, but a vibration in his left coat pocket went off. Jack looked at him with amusement swirling in his green eyes.
"Ummmm, hold on," He pulled the silver razor out of his pocket and saw Don's name on the caller id. "Hello," Charlie answered.
"Hey Chuck," he heard Don's voice through the phone.
"Oh hey Don," He said. He saw Jack trying to move the biggest shelf in the room. He gave him a worried glance.
"Oh, hey I need you to-," Don started.
"Hold on," Charlie set down the phone on his desk and turned around to help Jack move the desk. Jack looked at Charlie and held his hands in a signal of no, and pointed to his phone that was lying carelessly on the desk. "I'm back," he said feeling guilty that he couldn't help out Jack.
"What happened," Charlie could hear the annoyance in Don's voice and rolled his eyes. Don always got annoyed when he couldn't get what he wanted on time.
"Well, I got a new assistant today and I'm just showing him around my office," Charlie answered trying to end the conversation quickly, looking at Jack.
"New?" Don asked sounding scared. Charlie raised an eye brow at his brother's antics
"Yeah, he just came in today he is really handy. Hold on a minute." Charlie said hearing a grunt from Jack. He put his phone down again and turned to help Jack. Jack gave him a chuckle and rolled his eyes, he pointed at the phone.
"Charlie," he heard Colby's voice coming from the phone.
"Yes," he answered.
"I need you to come back to the station for me right now," Charlie heard the same urgency in Colby's voice just like he had heard in Don's voice.
"Why," Charlie asked, he was getting worried. Did they have a case they were working on and they needed his help.
"Its really important, I just need you to come down for a second, please for me," Charlie was astonished. He never heard Colby talk like this before, and it made him happy that he was showing this side of him to him. His heart all of a sudden got warmer and a smile drifted to his face, but a flash of Amita made him stop in his happy track.
"….Ugh sure," Charlie finished lamely and clicked the phone off. He turned the phone off and looked at Jack who was sitting in his office chair.
"I thought I should stop, because you wanted to help me out," he explained himself as if he saw Charlie's questioning gaze.
"Oh, sorry about that, ummmm do you want to start now," Charlie asked. Jack looked at him and rolled his eyes with a smile on his face.
"Sure, let's get this done," Jack turned to the red shelf that held all his books that he read in his spare time. Of course the books were now lying harmlessly on the floor where it would be easier for them to move the shelf. Charlie moved towards the shelf that was near the window and looked at Jack.
"You ready," Jack asked playfully, his hands gripping the bottoms of his shelf. All Charlie could do was nod. He was ready for the muscle pain that he was going to have in ten point eight seconds. He heaved his arms up with Jack's and moved slowly towards the door. His arms strained under the weight but he kept going. He was not going to let Jack down. He moved one second slower then originally planned but the outcome was the same. In ten point eight seconds Charlie was panting on the floor outside his office.
"Math you never fail," Charlie muttered to himself in between pants.
"Charlie what are you-"Jack started and ended suddenly with a startled yelp. The next thing Charlie felt was a heavy weight on top of him while the air was being knocked out of his already airless lungs. He glanced up and saw Jack lying on top of him. Charlie waited for Jack to get himself together, the fall must of knocked the wind out of him, he is panting hard Charlie told himself.
"Jack," Charlie timidly said after a few moments under the lean man. Jack looked at him through half lidded eyes and moaned in what Charlie took as pain. "Jack," Charlie asked again. Jack's eyes snapped open in surprise and he quickly pulled himself off of Charlie.
"Sorry," Jack started, "I tripped over a book," Jack said with a blush on his face, his breathing erratic.
"That's okay, I think I should leave I have to meet my brother Don," Charlie told Jack with a blush on his cheeks.
"Umm alright, umm I'm still sorry about the fall," Jack apologized once more.
"That's okay, we are friends," Charlie said trying to smooth things over.
"Okay, bye Charlie," Jack said lamely back. Charlie smiled at his new assistant and friend.
"Bye," he said walking out of CalSi. He got in the car and drove thinking of today's events. His mind went back to when Colby had called sounding deathly worried about him. He smiled at the thought of Colby with a worried expression on his face in the presence of his teammates. He chuckled to himself silently. Before he new it he was at the office of the FBI. He wondered what they wanted to talk about; the curiosity was killing him inside to the point where he just wanted the elevator to move up faster. The elevator doors opened and he saw Colby, Megan, David, and Don standing around Colby's cubical. To get their attention Charlie decided to make himself known.
"Okay I'm here what is it you wanted to talk about?" Charlie questioned.