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SORRY! Here is the new chapter. SO SORRY it took so long, I know I don't like it when people leave you hanging on stories. But here you go hope you like after all the wait.

Chapter 19

Charlie's arms hurt, his neck hurt, his shoulders hurt, his head hurt. The pounding in his temple would not cease. He had been left tied to the chair and when he realized that nobody was coming back he knew he was in trouble. He didn't know how long he had been trying to readjust himself. All he succeeded in doing was causing more pain to his shoulder. So he just lay there. Which just succeeded in giving him even more pain everywhere; it was a lose-lose situation.

Charlie jumped when he heard the lock turning. He felt his pulse starting to pump. The door creaked open and footsteps fell on the floor. Something yanked on Charlie's wrist and he couldn't help but groan with the pain that shot through his body. A few more tugs and bit back groans from Charlie and he was free.

At first he didn't realize what had happened. He rolled out of his chair and laid one the floor. His arms spread out from his body, slowly the feeling came back to his body. He heard noises but they seemed to coming from far away. Scrapes, clinks, and

bumps, all he was really aware of was the feeling of his arms coming back.

The muscles in his neck and back slowly relaxing and the oxygen and blood flowing back to them. As he lay there he realized the footsteps moving around the room where coming close to him. They got near and stopped.

"Dr. Albright wants you to eat something tonight. You'll need your strength for tomorrow."

Charlie rolled over and looked at the guy with a question in his eyes.

The man raised an eyebrow. "He does need you alive Charlie. Even though I think after that little stunt this afternoon you should have starved for awhile." The man shrugged his shoulders, "Oh well, I guess that means he has something better up his sleeve for you."

Charlie closed his eyes and the man laughed. He left and Charlie lay like that for a long time after he was gone.

Deep breaths Charlie. It isn't like you didn't see it coming. Should you have tried to tell Don?

Charlie opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling.

Should I have told Don? Yes. Charlie decided firmly that what he had done was the right thing.

Charlie smirked to himself, Don is gonna kick my ass for doing that.