After revealing her plan to kill Charlie to Alan and leaving him in the cellar, Rosemary Manning walked over to a cabinent and retrieved her dead brother's gun. She smiled and she lifted it and pointed it.
"How fitting Agent Eppes. You go tmy brother killed, so now I am going to kill yours. He is going to die thinking you hate him." Rosemary slipped outside the warehouse and to her car. She headed in the direction of CalSci. She figured that was where Charlie would be. When she arrived at CalSci she parked just across from the math building. After a few minutes thought she decided to wait until most of the students had left. there would be fewr chances of witnesses to the fact that she was about to destroy Agent Eppes.
Don sat at his desk at the FBI. He felt alone. He WAS alone. After being chewed out by Colby, David, and Megan in turn-Colby and David had left to have a look at Rosemary's home after obtianing the address. Megan had chosen to stay behind. She was currently stacking files-keeping an eye on Don, sitting at his desk looking so miserable. Feeling some of her anger bleed away, she quietly approached Don's desk.
"You want to talk about it?" Don stared blankly at her for a moment before he registered what she had asked.
"No." Megan drew in a deep breath and slowly counted to ten inside her head before asking her next question.
"Do you really hate Charlie, Don? Did someone make you say it?" Megan watched Don carefully, but he simply turned his chair away from her and buried his head in his hands. He remained silent.
"Did Rosemary threaten you, Don?" Megan sat in a vacant chair next to Don's and pulled Don's hands away from his face. He looked to be on the verge of tears.
"No! She didn't threaten me. I wish she had! I could have dealt with it! She told me I had on hour, that I couldn't tell anyone! I had one hour to break my brother or, or our dad would die..," Don trailed off, looking at Megan in horror as his mind registered what his mouth had just said. He swallowed hard, fighting to keep his composure.
"It's just you and me here Don. No one else will know. It's between us. I'm going to lok through those blasted files again. Maybe it'll turn up something the third time we go through them." Megan stood and headed back into the conference room, but before she reached it she turned back to look at Don.
"Don. It might take some time, but Charlie will forgive you." Don stared open mouthed at Megan for aminute before standing slowly and joining her in the conference room.
"Thanks, Reeves. Now let's find this crazy woman." After a few hours of fruitless searching through various files, Don welcomed the distraction of his phone ringing.
"Eppes."
"Don, it's David. We have something. The search at Rosemary's home turned up an address for an old warehouse that used to be a storage unit for the CalSci bookstore. They don't use it anymore though, they store their books in a facility on campus." David relayed the address of the old warehouse.
"Alright. Megan and I will meet you there. Do not go in until we get an idea of what we are looking at."
"You got it, Don." Megan had overheard Don's part of the conversation and was already across the room at the elevator. As it descended Don looked over at Megan. Megan smiled to herself at the look in Don's eyes. They held hope. Hope that for all of them, this nightmare was finally coming to an end.
Charlie stood quietly in an empty classroom at CalSci, staring blankly at the board in the front of the room. His mind was still reeling with what his brother had shouted at him a few hours before. He fought back a fresh wave of tears and sat in an empty seat in the lecture auditorium. His brother, the one he looked up to and had tried to impress hated him. He had lost all his hope at finding his father. His heart held no hope at reconciling with his brother for whatever he had done.
Lost in his musings he didn't hear the door to the lecture hall open quietly. It didn't register he was no longer alone until he heard the voice speak out.
"Do you want the pain to stop?" Rosemary Manning with gun held in an unwavering hand had come to stand near the distraught professor.
"Your brother hates you, professor. He hated mine too. Got him killed. We are both suffering the same hurt, aren't we?" Charlie looked up at Rosemary.
"Yes." His eyes strayed momentarily to the gun that Rosemary held. She took a small step closer to Charlie.
"I can help you ease your pain, Charlie."
"How? How can this pain go away?" Charlie's voice was low and filled with raw anguish.
"Your brother hurt you today. Do you want to hurt him back?"
"How? How can you help me with this pain?" Rosemary smiled again and gestured with the hand that held her dead brother's gun.
"I can help you ease your pain. Agent Eppes used your mind and then tossed it away. Professor, it's your mind, your brain that really gets you hurt, isn't it?" Charlie nodded his eyes pleading.
"If I put a bullet in it-your brother won't be able to get to it anymore." The clear sound of a gun cocking was enough to bring Charlie out of his hazy stupor. He stumbled away from Rosemary.
"No! NO! Don may not love me and may not want me, but my DAD DOES! And I can't give up on him!" To Charlie's surprise Rosemary laughed.
"Very noble, Charlie. But in this world- I am the one holding the gun. Sit down, professor. We have some waiting to do."
"What?" Charlie was confused as he did as he was told.
"Your brother by now has sent people to my home. They will have found the address I left behind to the old CalSci storage unit. They will find your father there, a little worse for the wear, but not bad off. Don will then come to find you. To get you out of his life. when he walked in that door, he WILL remember Albuquerque. He will watch you die and feel no remorse." Charlie closed his eyes in horror. He started to shake.
Don would find their father. He would come to CalSci to rid himself of Charlie. Don would watch him die at the hands of this woman who hated Don so deeply for her brother's death that she had kidnapped his father. Charlie looked helplessly around the room his eyes came to rest against his will on Rosemary.
He saw no way out.
