Chapter 17

"Charlie, Amita, Dad!" Don called while walking into the house. Terry hung back at the door, slightly ashamed of being there. It was one thing for a son and/or brother to drop in unexpectedly but for him to bring a guest along too? "Terry, come on in"

"Are you sure?…" Terry really wanted Don to say yes but she would understand if he said no

Don gave her a look that implied he thought Terry was being ABSOLUTELY ridiculous "Terry, come on" Don said taking her hand and pulling her into the house and then closing the door. What Don may not have noticed, but Terry certainly did, was that he never let go of her hand

"Dad! Charlie! Amita!" Don called again at the base of the stairs

"I think they may be outside" Terry said after noticing a slightly worried look come over Don's face. It's all the years working as an FBI agent. All the bad thing that can happen automatically run through your head.

"Of course" Don said all but a little of the tension and fear draining away. Don hurried towards the back door dragging Terry after him. When they did indeed reach the sliding doors, the rest of the tension Don carried dissipated as he was greeted

"Don…Terry" Charlie hurriedly added after seeing Terry slightly behind Don

"Hey buddy, dad, Amita. What's up?" Don said letting go of Terry's hand (much to her disappointment) then patting his brother on the shoulder, hugging his dad, and kissing Amita on the cheek

"Nothing much. Just barbequing" Charlie answered walking to the cooler, grabbing a beer for Don and Terry than sitting back down next to a very relaxed looking Amita.

"Have enough food for me and Terry?" Don asked opening the beer then collapsing into the chair next to his brother.

"Of course Don. We're barbequing, I knew that the mysterious sensor you seem to have been born with would have picked it up" Charlie said smiling, teasing Don about his food obsession

"Well actually I was going to talk to you guys about disappearing so early this morning but whatever it was appears to no longer be an issue" Charlie and Amita exchanged a glance that everyone but Terry missed. Terry knew that this should probably be discussed but seeing as she was the only one that caught it…

"Amita can you show me where something is in the bathroom?" Terry asked standing. Noticing the odd looks she added, "It's that time…" Terry trailed off. The men suddenly looked embarrassed and Amita's face now showed understanding. The two women quickly went into the house whereas the men were just starting to unfreeze

"What type do you need?" Amita asked opening the doors of the cabinet under the sink after she walked into the bathroom

"None. I needed to talk to you away from the rest of them" Terry said closing the door behind her

"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Amita said taking a seat on the toilet

"Well that depends on you. What was that look about?" Sit below her, on the floor. It'll make her feel more comfortable, like she's in control Terry's mind screamed before her body followed suit

"Should I even bother telling you that there was no look?" Terry shook her head no. "Yeah didn't think so. Well, do you know about the b, b, b- "Amita's voice broke. She couldn't stand what was done to the man she loved. While it hadn't been all that bad, it could have been a lot worse. He could have not eaten or slept for all those days before the deadline. That and it truly was a good article, one that was being raved about and one that he should get credit for

"The blackmail? Yes, I do know. Dr. Cindy Harris, correct?" Terry supplied laying a hand on Amita's knee for comfort

"Yes it was that…woman" Terry thinking the pause was no doubt Amita going through various derogatory terms "Well yesterday Charlie overheard what you and Don did. The same night before we went to sleep he confessed the whole thing to me. We decided that we were going to go to the dean today" Terry's jaw had dropped so low it looked as if she had dislocated it

"Oh my god! What happened?" Terry dropped all the pysch tactics and just gaped at Amita

"Well-"

"Hey, are you um are you ok in there?" Charlie said knocking on the door

"Yeah we're ok Charlie" Amita and Terry answered

"You're both in there? Why?" Charlie asked before he could stop himself

"Cause-" Amita started to explain

"You know what realized a few seconds ago, that I actually really don't want to know"

A/N: Sry guys…I actually was going to write what the dean when I realized that I don't really know what I want the dean, so please comment with what you want to happen. Please do because you may not get a chapter for a REALLY long time if I don't get at least two comments and not from Jayne Cobb09/Dr.E. Vance because well, I know that they're the same person, and she always reviews (thanks by the way)