Title: The Ending of this Misery
Chapter 5: Foolish Game
Summary: I was going for the original plan but then I've decided not to. However, it's still good enough to read! Close to Death, Kidnapping, slight cross over House and Wilson appear for a chapter here and there. There is a slight slash, car accidents, drug lord, and the real reason why Terry left.WARNING Character Death sorry for the sudden change but still read and review ppl read and review.
Ratings: T
NOTES SLIGHT TERRY/DON FLUFF
You took your coat off and stood in the rain.
You are always crazy like that.
Terry lay on the hotel bed staring out the window at the man that she had loved for so long, watching him lean against the guard rail drinking his third beer of the night. His shirt was soaked in the mist that had been coming down, as he stood out there drinking beer after beer. Their case was crap, they were not finding anything, and they had been out for five days and still hadn't found anything, she could tell Don regretted his choice of coming and not taking care of David, and being with Charlie. He kept on saying things about the fight he and Charlie had gotten into the night he had left.
You were always the mysterious one with
dark eyes and careless hair you were
Fashionably sensitive but too cool to care.
Don walked clumsily back into the hotel room. Terry knew he was drunk and could help but watch as he slowly fumbled with his wet clothes, trying to rid them from his shivering body. Laughing she got off the bed and helped him. Getting out a pair of boxers and a white t-shirt she laid them on the bed, as she herself got ready for bed, Entering the bathroom leaving Don alone to change. After stripping down his clothes, he struggled with the blue boxers and was reaching for the t-shirt when Terry entered the room, wearing a tank top and shorts. Climbing on to the bed to watch Don muscles flex with concentration.
"Terry can you help" Don said rubbing his head. Getting up slowly she grabbed the t-shirt but before she could pull it over his head. His hands went up to her face and kissed her, the kiss depended, and passion grew quickly. Terry pulled back quickly.
"Don, your drunk." She lay back on the bed.
"It doesn't matter. Terry I love you." He fell on the bed next to her.
"Don't you want me?" Don asked pulling her closer to him. His fingers tracing lines around her face, she was lost she could not win this battle. No matter how much she tried.
"I need you." Don said as he pulled her weak body on top of him. Her morals and values vanished as he started kissing, investigating her body with kiss and fingers. Sending unknown feelings to every inch of her body the process was slow and painful as desire entered her. Don took his time; finally wanting too much himself, he entered her. Screams and moans were emitted and they climaxed. Don collapsed on her, passing out, Terry felt all alone for once. These new feelings did not make sense. She had wanted for so long to do this, but not like this. Not a drunken fuck, and in the morning he forgetting what happened. Don was a man, filling her life with joy but she never wanted this. He knew he did not love her. She knew herself that she was in no condition to be with someone else. That is what confused her so much. They did not love each other, yet she wanted him, she got him. Who cared if he used her? Who cares if she used him? She felt his steady heart beat against her breast.
And these foolish games are tearing me apart.
Sleep fell over her naked body; she was taken from her current regrets into a world that she owned.
Several hours later, she woke up from the bright sunlight attacking her eyes. Opening her eyes memories came springing back to life. She heard water running in the bathroom as she slowly got up. A disgusting smell entered her nose. Crawling over to Dons side of the bed, she looked at the floor. Seeing a pile of vomit she stomach clenched. Quickly getting off the bed, she opened her suitcase and started pulling clean clothes and shoving all of her, other clothes lying around back into the bag.
"Sorry about the floor." Don said coming out of the bathroom with a pair of black pants on and a sharp navy blue work shirt on.
"Don't tell me that I am not paying for the hotel." She said sharply. Walking into the bathroom, turning on scalding hot water on washing her self of what happened last night. Washing her body quickly, dressing and applying her make up and brushing her teeth. She walked out of the bathroom thirty minutes after entering it.
She finished loading all of her stuff. She looked around for Don, finding him out in of the room leaning against the guard rail smoking a cigarette.
"When do this start?" Terry asked, pointing to his cigarette hanging from his lips.
"Fairly recently," He said flatly.
"Don we need to talk about what happened last night."
"Why?"
"Because I am not a slut, why did it happen? Besides the fact that you needed me so bad?"
"Terry cans we not talk about this right now."
"Fine, pretend that nothing happened, that is exactly that I thought was going to happen." Terry grabbed her suitcase, Don put out the cigarette and threw it into the grass and silently followed her with his gear. Getting the gear into the car, Don walked the keys to the front desk, and explained what happened. Walking back to the waiting car, he sat In the passenger seat listening to the radio. They took off to the FBI agency.
They arrived their twenty minutes later, the car remained silent. Don thinking about what Terry said and Terry trying hard to focus on the road.
"We have an hour before we need to go back. Let's go to Dunkin Doughnuts, I'm paying." Don said deciding.
"Fine" Terry turned the car back on and drove the short distance to the fast food joint. Walking in the ordered, then decided to eat outside at the picnic table, they walked back out. Don took out another cigarette lighting up he put the lighter away and unwrapped his sandwich.
"Terry, I am sorry about what I said earlier. I know what happened last night. I am sorry that it happened I am sorry that I make you feel like a slut. You really aren't. I love you, I do, and I just cannot be with you. I cannot be in a fake relationship. That would not be good for either of us." Don said staring down at his black steaming coffee.
"I know you were drunk. I know this is what would happen. I don't mean to make you hate yourself. It's just, I don't know if I can work with you any more."
"What are you talking about? It was a one night thing, how does that affect our working condition? Ter I don't understand…" Don looked at her confused.
"They offered me a job out here. I think, I am going to take and transfer out here." Terry said with sad eyes.
"Is this really from last night, God I am so sorry. I didn't know that this….""No this is not you its me, I just cannot stay there any more, I need a change. You understand. This is what is easier for both of us. I won't be there and you won't be here. I have been thinking about this a lot even before last night and I finally have decided, this is the best choice I can make." She said with a smile. Don was crying and taking long drags from his cig as she relayed all of what was on her mind. When she had finished Terry leaned forward kissing his forehead. He kissed her back on the lips it deepened only slightly but went on only for a minute, before they both pulled back.
DONS POV
They finished their meals with small talk, leaving shortly before nine a.m. They set out for the lab. Terry went to talk to the head, accepting the offer that he had given her earlier. There flight was scheduled for 3:30 p.m. they left promptly at one to make sure everything went smoothly. Don tried calling Charlie, but no answer he wasn't surprised though it was only three days ago he told him he had unplugged it. Calling Charlie cell and again getting no answer, that's weird he always answers his cell. Calling David,
"David"
"Hey David its Don, who are you doing? How is Dannie?"
"Oh were doing a lot better, We got home yesterday."
"Hey have you seen or heard Charlie lately?"
"No I haven't seen him for a couple days, Tuesday was the last day, and that was like four days ago, I'm sorry. Do you want me to start calling around?"
"Yeah I don't know call the college or something. I am just getting the plane so I'll be home in like three hours. I'll call you when I get in."
"Yeah I'll call Larry and Amita, see if they have seen him. So I see you in three hours. Bye"
"Bye"
Don closed his cell phone, Terry walked over to him looking at him with curious eyes.
"I can't get a hold of Charlie, and its worrying me." Don said biting his thumb. Terry gave him a hug
"I am sure that he's fine, your just feeling guilty about what happened, when you left. Charlie is an adult he can take care of himself. Now come on the plane is boarding." Terry took his hand and grabbing their stuff boarded the plane. Getting to his seat, he made himself comfortable for the three hour plane rid to get over so he could see Charlie.
Three hours later, they arrived to destination. The time seemed to go on and on never ending to Don. As quick as possible he got off the plane, walking past the gate with his carry-on in his hand and greeting the waiting David on the other side.
"Have you found anything out?" Don asked impatiently.
"No where's Terry?" She is still on the plane I could not wait. "So Larry and Amita both have not seen him?" Don asked, starting to pace.
"I can't get a hold of Larry, unreachable, the school hasn't even seen him. Amita has been going crazy, trying to make sure there is a teacher for both classes. Amita hasn't heard from him since the day you left. I'm sorry." David said sadly.
"Okay, did he say anything to you that day he came to visit you?"
"Yes he said he was going to see his doctor." David got up suddenly.
"Let's go check it out." Don waved Terry over to them.
"David and I are going to check on something about finding Charlie, you go inform the rest of the team. We have to find him." Don said his eyes tearing up. David grabbed his arm and pulled him to him. Giving him a deep hug.
"We are going to find him, because you have never let him down. Are you are not going to start now. Now let's go talk to this doctor." David took Dons hand and they went to the baggage claim. Getting their luggage and walked quickly to their cars. Don going with David they reached the hospital that Don had been going to his whole life when he was hurt. Praying to God that they would find some hope here.