I'm so happy people like my story! As my first Numb3rs fanfic, I thought no one would like it and that I'd get angry reviews about the characters being OOC. Also I won't be updating for a couple days because I'm staying at my dad's for awhile. P.S. He doesn't have a computer!

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Don stretched out sleepily and yawned. He felt refreshed and ready to find his little brother. Who knew an hour of sleep would be so refreshing? Don glanced at his watch and was jolted in shock. It had been twelve hours!

"DAD!" He yelled angrily at the top of his lungs.

"Don! What's wrong!" Alan called back, rushing into the living room. Worried that something was happening. He didn't want to lose his other son, too!

"Why?" Don asked exasperated, "Why didn't you wake me!"

"There was no need, Donnie. I called every hour, there was no progress," Alan tried to explain to his eldest son.

"I coulda been helping them!" Tears seeped through Don's eyelids and he wiped them away quickly, slightly embarrassed.

"You can help them now, instead of wasting your time being angry at me," Alan replied wisely.

"Oh my goodness! You're right!" Don realized and ran out of the house and hopped into his car driving off, without even saying goodbye to his father.

Alan just stood there in the living room, shaking his head. Would he ever get his youngest son back? And he started to feel, that if he lost Charlie, he'd lose Donnie as well.

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Charlie felt it a struggle to keep his eyes open. He'd give anything for a drink of water. As little as a sip, would satisfy him.

It was torturous. Maybe if he could get to the bathroom, he could get a drink from the sink. He tried to do this, in his state of dehydration, he forgot about the restraints.

Lexo watched from the door in glee. Charlie had no idea he was there, until he laughed aloud.

Charlie slowly and difficultly turned his head to look at Lexo and pleaded with his eyes for water. Lexo smiled at Charlie and told him, "Sorry Charlie, I can help you if I don't know what you want." Lexo walked over to the weakened man and pulled down the gag.

"Water," Charlie whispered.

"Water..." Lexo repeated, signaling that Charlie was forgetting something.

"Water, please," Charlie begged in a rasping voice.

Lexo grinned and went into the bathroom and returned with a small papercup of water. Charlie opened his mouth hopefully and Lexo splashed it in his face, spilling most of it on Charlies face and neck.

Charlie savoured the little water that landed in his mouth and swallowed it.

"More?" Lexo asked, still grinning. Charlie nodded slightly.

Lexo filled the cup again and stood over Charlie and put the cup right in front of his lips. Charlie tried to take a drink, but Lexo grabbed the cup away from Charlie and downed it in his face.

Tears formed in Charlie's eyes, but they didn't fall, "Please."

Lexo only looked at him and raised a brow, "Maybe later, if you behave." At that Lexo left.

If there was one thing Charlie could be thankful for, it was that Lexo did not put the rag back around his mouth. That would have only made him more thirsty. Lexo probably knew that Charlie's throat was too dry to even attempt to scream.

'How long was later?' Charlie wanted to know. He had totally lost track of time, but knew that he was running out of time. Time he just didn't have.

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Don arrived at the FBI Headquarters less than a half hour later. He ran smack into Terry on his way in.

"Don, sorry nothing yet," Terry informed him sadly.

"We only have ten and a half hours!" Don yelled at her, "Have you been doing nothing! Do you want Charlie to be sold to some-some..."

"DON! Calm down!" Terry interupted loudly so he could hear her over his yelling, "We've been doing all we can!"

"I-I I'm sorry. I'm just so worried about Charlie," Don apologized when her realized the accusations he had just spit out at her.

"Its okay, Don. We're all worried," Terry pointed to the other agents, who were watching them.

"Then lets find Charlie," Don answered and they got to work tracking down Victor Nevence.

"Not a single person has called the hotline and he hasn't used any sort of Credit or Debit cards in the last six months," Terry said aloud after hanging up the phone with CSU.

"How is that possible?" David asked, confused.

"Maybe we're looking for the wrong guy," Don said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Terry questioned curiously.

"I looked into Lexa Nevence's family life. She had an older brother. My guess, is that Victor Nevence died and no one found the body or reported him missing. Her brother's name is...Lawrence Nevence," Don explained.

"Sooo..."Terry invited him to continue.

"I think that Lawrence wants me to know what its like to lose a younger sibling, but he can't make himself kill anyone," Don finished.

"I'll put a broadcast out on Lawrence too," David picked up his phone and dialed. A couple minutes later he hung up, "All we can do now, is internet search Lawrence and wait."

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Charlie prayed that Lexo would return soon and give him some water. The door creaked and Charlie looked over hopefully, but what he saw froze his heart in place.

Alex had snuck into the room. He pulled out a small handgun and pointed it at Charlie. Raising a finger to his lips he whispered, "Shhhhhh."

Charlie was too shocked and too parched to speak. Alex adavanced on him and undid the handcuffs. Charlie was too weak to fight back as Alex turned him onto his back and tied his hands behind him with rope. Alex yanked Charlie to his feet, but Charlie simply sank to the floor.

"What's wrong with you?" He hissed.

"Water," Charlie choked out.

Sighing, Alex dragged him to the bathroom and gave him some water from the sink. However, Charlie was still too weak to walk, so Alex swung him over his shoulder and creeped out of the house.

Charlie looked around and found he was in his nextdoor neighbours house! "What the.." he trailed off.

"Yeah, I your neighbours were kind enough to lend Lexo their house after he threatened young Diana," Alex explained quietly.

Charlie stayed silent and wished he could run home. He tried to scream, but only a dry squeak came out.

"Bad boy, Charlie," Alex reprimanded and Charlie knew he'd be in for it when they reached their destination.

"I-I thought Don had more time?" Charlie spoke up in a whisper.

"I can't afford 115 thousand, so I took matters into my own hands. I would've came earlier, but Don was at your house, so I couldn't," Alex told him as he carried him out into the back yard.

Charlie heard a familiar voice yell "Hey! What are you doing! Let my son go!"

"Dad?" Charlie whispered hopefully.

Alex began to run and shoved Charlie into the trunk of the same car that had originally taken him.

Charlie realized that when Lexo had first taken him, he'd probably just driven around for awhile to throw him off. He heard the engine start and this time everything was so much worse.

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Alan sat in his backyard, wondering what he would do if he never got his son back. He'd already lost his wife, he just couldn't imagine losing his son as well.

He heard his neighbours back door open and looked toward the source of the noise. What he saw shocked him. A unknown man was carrying Charlie over his shoulder towards a small, black car.

"Hey! What are you doing! Let my son go!" He yelled angrily and tried to get over the fence, but it was, alas, too high.

What he heard next, broke his heart, it was the small, weak, but hopeful voice of his youngest son, "Dad?"

He could only watch as the man practically threw his son into the trunk and drove off.

Alan, wasting no time, called Don.

"Donnie!" Alan asked worriedly.

"Dad? Is something wrong?" Don replied.

"Charlie, he was in the Reeds home all along! Someone just took him from there and left!" Alan told Don hurriedly.

"I'm on my way," Don informed his father and hung up.

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A/N: How's that for a twist! HEHE I'm so evil!