Wow I can't believe that I'm on chapter twenty-two, granted a few of them were short, but I never thought it'd be this long. It's only this long cause of all the reviews I got, I knew I couldn't just end it. Keep reviewing and I'll keep writing
Chapter 22
"Don!" Charlie yelled after his older brother as he ran out of the room
"DAVID!" Don called for another member of his team, his second partner, David Sinclair
"What is it?" David started to answer smartly (he disliked being bothered in the middle of paperwork) but his voice immediately changed to have a tone of concern seeing the look on Don's face and his brother trailing not to far behind wearing a similar look
"Terry's being held captive at the café down the block, and Amita is most likely with her"
"What!" David exclaimed standing up "How-? When-?"
"Terry went to get coffee a half an hour ago. I checked in with Charlie and found that Amita wasn't here either. I told Charlie that Terry's been gone for a while and that I wanted to know if Amita was with her. Charlie didn't like that Terry was taking that long to get coffee so he insisted I called her. Thank god I did. The guy in charge, I'm assuming, picked up the phone and explained that he has her. Said he wanted us to leave him alone. Said that if we'd stop, he'd leave California and he wouldn't be our problem anymore. I said that he knew I can't do that, and he said then I knew he can't let her go and hung up" Don finished exhausted and collapsed into a chair next to David and shut his eyes. Charlie stayed standing, though he was hardly standing still
"What about Amita?" David questioned
Don's eyes flew open in horror. How had he forgotten to ask about Amita? "Oh Charlie I'm so sorry"
"For what?" Charlie stopped moving, realizing that someone was talking to him
"For not finding out if Amita was with Terry"
"It's ok. I trust her to fend for herself, if she is indeed with Terry. I'll call her myself cause we don't even know if she's with Terry" Charlie said pulling out his cell phone. Don noted that Charlie was repeating himself. He knew that Charlie was trying to convince himself that Amita was not with Terry.
"Ok buddy. Do you want to use the office phone?"
"Su-sure" Charlie stuttered. He reached for the phone, hand shaking. The phone rang about five times before a shaky voice answered
"H-hello?" Amita answered. Joe ordered her to answer the phone then put it on speaker
"Oh Amita thank God you're ok. Where are you?" Charlie asked not bothering to keep the fear out of his voice
"I'm with Terry Charlie" Amita answered as bravely as possible.
"Oh Amita" Charlie said sounding on the brink of tears
"Don't worry about me"
"I can't help it Amita" Charlie told Amita clutching the phone as if he held it tight enough she could feel it on the other end. Neither of them knew what to say so it stayed silent. Charlie looked around and saw Don and it kicked started the idea that he should ask Amita how Terry's doing "Amita" Charlie practically whispered
"Yes" Amita answered on the brink of tears herself
"How's Terry?" Don ran to Charlie's side at the mention of Terry's name
"She's doing ok. She has a nasty head cut and her pressure and breathing were a little slow before but they're back to normal. I think she'll wake up in a few minutes"
"That's good" Charlie said. He looked at Don and found his body showed relief, while his eyes anger
"Charlie I have to go. Terry's waking up" Amita said noticing her friend stirring in her lap. She was going to say goodbye when Joe called at her to give her the phone
"Who was that?" Charlie asked as Amita stood to give him the phone
"Someone that wants to talk to you apparently" Amita said quickly before handing the phone over to Joe
"Hello Charlie" Joe said into the phone smiling, a gesture that made Amita want to gag
"Who is this?" Charlie asked anger starting to creep into his voice
"What is it with you and your brother needing to know who I am? That's not important. I understand that you're the one that came up with a complex equation to trace my actions"
"That's right. We've caught you" Charlie said looking pleased. Don (who was now virtually on top of Charlie in attempt to hear the other side of the conversation) looked proudly at his brother, but a little fear was shining in his eyes. He wasn't too comfortable with Charlie being so cocky with the man that holds the lives of the women they love in his hands
"A little sure of yourself?" Joe cocked an eyebrow. He had heard of Charles Eppes. He's been a genius of mathematics from birth but he's also a little socially inept, and not one to confront emotions, especially emotions that dealt with the people he loves getting hurt.
"A little. This is the FBI, not the LAPD. They have resources everywhere. If you run they will find"
"SHUT UP! Do you want me to kill them both!"
All the blood from Charlie's face drained away at the image his mind had seemingly created "No, I want them both back safe"
"Then do as I say. Leave me alone. Me and my men will leave California, and you won't follow"
"You know we can't do that"
"Then I can't guarantee their safety anymore" Charlie heard a shot go off, Amita screamed, and then the line went dead. Charlie looked at Don in horror and then collapsed into short sobs knowing that the woman he loves, the woman he finally admitted his feelings for, might possibly be dying and he can't do anything to stop it.