A special note at the end. Yay.
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Chapter 10
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"Amita, we've got some news." Alan said, his expression was unreadable or at least that was how it seemed to her. Being half asleep still didn't help.
"What is it?"
"Don got a call while we were eating breakfast, they think they've found where the men who went after Charlie are. Larry and I were going to head over to the hospital to be with Charlie."
"I'll come with you." Amita said, she had to keep from jumping out of the bed though because all she was wearing under the sheets was one of Charlie's shirts.
"Alright, come down stairs when you're ready." Alan said, closing the door so that Amita could get dressed. Once he had left she got out of bed and began to get ready. She has mixed emotions on what Alan had told her. Incase they didn't catch them again she didn't want to get her hopes up. However if they had found the people who had done this to Charlie…
A few minutes later she was making her way down the stairs and into the living room where Larry and Alan were sitting, contemplating the chessboard. "Morning Amita." Larry said, looking up at her as she came into the room.
"Morning Larry." She replied, sitting down on the couch next to him.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, looking to her arms and finding long sleeves covering the bandages.
"All right. Are you two ready to go then?" Amita replied, looking down at their chess game.
"Yes. I was just trying to find a final move…" Before Larry could continue Amita moved one of his pieces.
"Checkmate." She smiled, standing up and going into the kitchen.
"She really is perfect for Charlie." Alan laughed as soon as she walked away. Larry nodded in agreement as he continued to stare at the chessboard.
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Amita, Larry, and Alan arrived at the hospital to find Charlie sitting up in his bed with a tray of breakfast infront of him.
"Hi guys." Charlie smiled, his gaze lingering on Amita.
"Hello Charles." Larry said. "How are you feeling today?"
"Less like I've been shot." He said, still with a smile on his face. "Where's Don?"
"He's working. They got a new lead after last night." Alan said, sitting in an empty chair while Amita sat down next to Charlie on the bed.
"Last night? What happened last night?" Charlie asked, putting one of his arms around Amita's waist.
Larry, Alan, and Amita all exchanged nervous glances. Finally Alan began to speak. "Well Don took Amita over to her apartment to get some clothes. When they came out of the building Don saw someone moving under his car. He was attaching a bomb."
"A bomb?" Charlie looked to Amita.
"Yeah… it went off as soon as we got out there." Amita explained.
"Did anyone get hurt?"
"Don had a little trouble hearing, he was closer to the explosion then I was. We both got cuts from the glass from the windows." Charlie looked at his girlfriend. There weren't any cuts that he could see; it was then that his focus moved to her covered arms.
"Hey, could I have a moment with Amita?" Charlie asked suddenly.
"Sure. Come on Larry we'll go find something white in the cafeteria." Alan said opening the door. Larry nodded and followed Alan out of the room.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine Charlie, really." She pulled up her sleeves to show him. "The bandages make them look worse."
"I am so sorry that you keep getting dragged into this." Charlie said, taking hold of one of her hands, his eyes still examining the white gauze that was covering her tanned skin.
"Charlie it isn't your fault…"
"It is. I've been thinking about this… maybe I should stop consulting for the FBI, it's putting too many people I love at risk."
"You can't stop consulting. Charlie think of all the good you've done. All the good you can still do. This is really the first time any of us have been brought into it. Charlie you can't give this up."
"I don't know what I would do if anything ever happened to you." He confessed, pressing a small kiss to her hand.
"So you'll continue to consult?" She smiled at him.
"Yes. But if anything like this happens again I'm done."
"Fair enough." They shared a small kiss before the door reopened and Alan peaked in, asking if they could come back in. When they re-entered Don and Megan followed behind Alan and Larry.
"Hey guys, how did it go?" Amita asked.
"Well…" Don began.
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Next chapter will be coming soon. So my special note. I just want to thank everyone who has been reading. This story has reached 12000 plus hits, which is incredibly new for me and quite a change from the couple hundred or so that I'm used to seeing. So again thanks so much.
On a side note: Charlie in his pajamas? Anyone else completely fan girl over that? Dogs with in a five mile radius went deaf I was giggling in such a high-pitched tone. There really is a God… and he's a Numb3rs fan.
--Sara