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Chapter 19: Where'd You Go

Thousands of miles away from Zeramatt, in the Los Angeles Federal Bureau of Investigations, Agent Don Eppes heaved a sigh as his gaze fell on a framed picture at the corner of his desk. It was a picture of him, his Dad, and his beloved Charlie. It had been two months since Charlie disappeared, this time leaving a note telling them he'd been called away, probably by the NSA. Though he'd told them not to worry and that he would come back. Not a day went by when Don didn't feel a horrible for not being able to say goodbye to his baby brother, to look into his almost black eyes that conveyed so much, to wrap his arms around thesmaller frame of the one he loved so much. Instead, he'd come to an empty house and a folded piece of paper on the table in the foyer.

" Oh, where'd you go buddy?"

Don wasn't the only one thinking about a certain curly haired math genius. A this desk, Colby Granger heaved a small sigh of his own when he opened one ofthe drawersin his desk and his gaze fell on the picture he kept there, taped to the inside. It was a pretty funny photo, it was of him and Charlie at the gym. The image was of Colby defeated,laying on his stomach on one of the gym mats and standing with his full weight on top of the FBI agent's back was a barefootCharlie, his arms raised above his head in triumph a happy open mouth grin shining brightly across his face. Ten months and the two of them had become inseperable. Two months and Colby missed the " Whizkid" terribly and yes, he still called Charlie the Whizkid. So happened, Charlie actually liked the nickname.

" Where'd you go Whizkid?"

David Sinclair sat staring at his computer screen, they weren'y getting anywhere with their new case, and the guy they had consulting for them was a slow wreck of a man who took two days to do what Charlie could do in two hours. In the back of his mind, David would always think about a mass of curly hair and eyes so vibrant and full of life and above all, innocence undimed by time. David let out a small sigh.

" Where did you go Oh Gifted One?"

From where she sat, Megan Reeves could see that all of the guys on the team were in "Thinking about Charlie" mode. Naturally, she began to think about Charlie as she gazed at the paper origami flower he'd given her on the first case they'd worked on, where the Judge's wife was killed. She missed Charlie's cute analogies and easy grin.

" Where'd you go Charlie?"

At Casa Eppes, Alan Eppes heaved a sigh of his own as he cleared up lunch. The house was so empty and he wanted his Charlie back so badly, at times it hurt physically. Don was by every night to keep him company. He could still remeber that day when he came home to find his Donnie sitting on the stairs, silent and staring at a letter in his hands. His Charlie had disappeared again, and who knew when he'd come back? If he came back?

" Oh Charlie, where'd you go? Please come back to me."

At Calsci, Larry Fleinhardthad just finished teaching a class and now sat in his office. His mind drifted naturally to his missing colleague. A small, sad smile tugged as he remember that once, Charlie was his student. He missed his friend terribly. Calsci seemed so empty without its youngest professor.

" Where did you go Charles?"

Amita walked down the hall, her gaze far off as she thought about Charlie and how much she missed him.A small smile tugged at her lips when she thought about that time after she'dgone to see Santiduring the organ theft case. Charlie's had suggested she talk to her grandmother to see how she could help that poor girl. She'd been so grateful, she'd run up and kissed him and he'd looked stunned. It was an adorable look for him. God, she missed him.

" Where'd you go?"

Where'd you go

I miss you so

Seems like it been forever

Since you've been gone.

Please come back home.