Wooooo! Chapter 4! I'm out of town for a couple days so I thought I would upload this one while I have a chance. I really really REALLY appreciate all the love I have gotten for this, every e-mail I get that contains a follow or a review or a favourite really does make my whole day a thousand times better. :) So my thanks to every one of you who do and all who read my stories :)

Something went a little skrewy in the last chapter but I seem to have fixed it so this one shouldn't have the same problem

I also wanted to let you know if some of my spelling seems a little off like having U in places there isn't usually one is because I'm Canadian and that's how we roll :)

Ooo I wanted to give a quick shout out before I forget again. LemonSupreme and Driver Picks The Music, are amazing writers and they made me want to write again, I just hope that I can compare to there stories on some level. Go read them they're awesome!

Here we go with the Charlie Bass first interaction Chapter! sorry the story seems to take place in one day so far by the way, I just feel they missed a lot of good opportunities and this is my take :)

~Charlie~

She had slipped past the guards unnoticed, she knew she would but it still felt good to know that she could do it. Sticking to the tree line she made her way to the farmhouse, she knew it was there but she'd never really noticed it before. Before she realized it she was climbing the stairs to the front door, placing her hand on the knob she stopped and stared at her hand. She knew she would have to see him, whether it was now or in a few hours she would have to face him. Her rational mind told her she hated the man behind that door but the rest of her knew it wasn't true. She'd fought alongside him and travelled with him for over a month, he saved her life when he could have just left her to her fate but he didn't and she owed him.

The only reason she'd come alone was because she was so mad at her mother, she couldn't be in the same room as the person who had destroyed Miles in a single moment of selfish rage then turn around and almost make it worse by shoving that decision in his face by changing her mind. Taking a deep breath she turned the handle and quietly stepped into the house, closing the door behind her she peered through the doorways in the hall.

Catching a glimpse of Monroe she walked quietly into the room and watching him for a moment unsure of what she really wanted to do. Holding her breath she watched to see if his chest would rise with his own breathing, when it finally did she breathed out a sigh of relief. She stepped towards him and kneeled down beside his bed, raising her hand she placed it on his forehead he looked hot and uncomfortable and she was right. She pulled the top blanket off him and folded it on the floor, he seemed to visibly relax with it gone.

She brushed her fingers along his hair moving it from his forehead. "I'm sorry" she whispered it almost hoping he didn't hear. "You really better be okay. We need you to be okay." She leaned back on her heels watching him shift in his sleep.

With a huff she looked out the window before speaking again. "I'm supposed to hate you. But I don't know if I can, you're responsible for so much hurt and sadness in my life, but then you came for me, when you didn't have to you saved my life. I'm responsible for you and I let this happen to you..." she looked down at the floor closing her eyes, her frustration was starting to bubble over and she didn't know who to blame for anything any more.

"Charlie... its not your fault." she looked up at the sound of slurred words.

"Monroe." her voice came out just above a whisper.

"back from the dead." He gave her a loopy doped up grin.

"That you are, and you're kind of disgusting mind if we clean you up a bit?" she smirked at him, he was obviously high on what ever Rachel injected him with.

"Only if you're helping me." he gave her what she was sure was a knowing grin but it just came across as a stoner looking at a bag of chips.

Charlie just rolled her eyes and smiled at him. "Hold tight I'm going to go get some things to clean with." She placed her hand on his shoulder as she stood up. "Don't go anywhere okay?"

"Don't think I could even if I wanted to." He lifted his arm lazily. "Kind of have a motor function problem."

She laughed quietly at him. "I'll be right back."

Wandering down the hall she found the kitchen and started rifling through the cupboards and drawers she found a plastic mixing bowl and what appeared to be a clean cloth going out the back door she found a tub full of rain water, dipping the bowl in the cold water she filled it up and carefully made her way back to the dazed ex-general.

"Hey, you're still awake." she said setting the bowl on the floor by his head.

"For now." he said yawning. "I'm still so tired."

"I bet, you had quite the night. Dying, getting buried, coming back to life. Quite the adventure, you better be more careful not to get caught this time okay? I don't think I have the energy to plan another jail-break for you."

she dipped the end of the cloth in the water and brushed it over his hand.

"You tried to break me out?" he asked frowning slightly.

"Miles and I tried. when you got moved to that bank vault there wasn't anything we could do, sorry." She shrugged apologetically, "We never thought you would have been smoked out like that." holding his fingers in one hand she wiped the cloth up his arm.

"It's okay... it's not your fault." he tightened his fingers around hers. "I should have been more careful, you can't trust anyone any more."

She paused her movements and looked up at his face, he eyes were watery and upset. "You can trust me." she gave him a small smile before wiping down his other arm.

"Didn't you spend 6 months trying to kill me?" he gave her his best doped up smirk.

"Sure did, but we can't afford to have you die yet, besides, what kind of person would try to kill the person who saved their life?" she smiled at him again and dipped the cloth back in the water, touching the cloth to the side of his face she continued. "I never thanked you for that by the way, I'm pretty positive I wouldn't still be here if you hadn't found me when you did."

He smiled up at her. "Charlotte, I wouldn't let someone hurt you."

She turned to look at him, only to see closed eyes. He'd fallen asleep before she could say anything back to him.

sighing she picked up the bowl and cleaned up the spilled water before leaving to rid herself of the dirty water and cloth.

coming back she settled into the nearby chair and waited for Miles and Rachel to show up, while watching over the man before her.

The feeling of ease she got from just being near him was more then she should have been comfortable with, she was confused and frustrated and pissed off all at once. She was confused by Monroe, she was frustrated at herself and she was pissed off at her mother. Rubbing her hand over her eyes she sighed, she noticed she'd been doing that a lot in the last 24 hours. Closing her eyes she leaned her head back against the chair. "What are we going to do with you."

her head snapped up at the sound of footsteps on the porch, grabbing her crossbow she ducked through the house towards the front door. she saw Miles followed by Rachel through the window. "Bout' time was wondering if you remembered about us."

Miles patted the top of her head affectionately. "Like you'd let me forget about you." passing by her he walked into the house and into Monroe's room.

"I told you he was fine." Rachel said stepping up to Charlie.

"Not now mom. Lets just go inside." Charlie turned and followed Miles into the house. dropping her crossbow back in its spot by the door she stopped a few feet behind Miles and watched the interaction between them.

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