Chapter 5

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Summary: Don is abducted by a psyco killer and his possy, can Charlie come to his senses in time to help save his brother? How far will Don and Charlie go to save each other? Rated for future violence, No pairings, unless you ask... hm... now there's a thought.

Disclaimer: I own nothing written here.

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Charlie was taken care of and in bed, while David, Megan, and Alan talked downstairs.

"What I don't understand is how Charlie could have gotten sick like that," wondered David. "I mean he was fine before..."

"What about the cloth?" asked Megan. "It was drenched in chemicals that could probably lower the imune system or--"

"No."

Both heads turned to Alan, who finally decided to join the conversation.

"What do you mean?" asked David.

"I mean the rag and the chemicals whatever, it's not that, I've seen this before." answered Alan.

"Really?" surprised Megan.

"Yeah," said Alan. "This happened about over ten years ago. When Charlie got his acceptance letter to go to Princeton."

"What?"

"I know, was the weirdest thing," said Alan. "He started running towards the bathroom. Me and Margaret were shocked, I had thought someone had poisened my son. Charlie was sick for a week, doctor said it was brought on by nerves, when it was over he was as good as new."

"So this is almost normal?" asked David, kind of regreting the question already, knowing the answer he was probably going to get.

"When is anything normal in this house!" exclaimed Alan. "My youngest's a genius, my oldest's an FBI agent who is missing. That does not sound normal at all!"

"No one's normal Alan," soothed Megan. "Belive me, I know." with David nodding in ageement.

"I know I'm sorry," apologized Alan. "I guess the reason I'm not totally freaking out is that it hasn't really sunk in."

At that moment, the shuffling of hurried footsteps could be heard from upstairs, the slaming of a door, and the sound of Charlie making his sacrafices to the porcelain god. A few minutes of silence, then a flush, and then the sound...

"Uggh--" then more sounds that indicated that the tiolet wasn't going to give him up just yet

"Exuse me I have to go help my son." as Alan exused himself from the discussion.

"That doesn't sound good," said Megan.

"No it doesn't," agreed David. "I'm worried though, we might need Charlie's help on this and if his condition doesn't let up... He's the best we've got."

"Mmmhmm." nodded Megan. "Lets head back to check with Colby, I wanna know what were dealing with."

After they said their goodbyes to Alan, they headed back towards the crime scene. Megan had done the usual procedure when entering a crime scene. Parking the car, flashing the badge, the announcing of the name to other officers... It was so routine, every time someone's life was on the line. Colby was on the phone, CSI's photographing and bagging evidence, LAPD had put up yellow tape and crowd control, there was an agent talking to a middle aged woman and her two kids.

This time though, it felt different, and that scared Megan, cause she was in charge now, making desicions that could determine the outcome of this case and the sanctity of her partner's life.

Colby walked over to Megan and David, having gotten of the phone.

"That was the Director, I have bad news and really bad news," said Colby.

"Well? The bad news first," pressed Megan. This was no time for guessing games.

"The bad news is that the lab fellas over say there was a struggle and confirm that it was a kidnapping. No DNA left at the scene, we don't know if it was Don that was kidnapped or if he witnessed it and ran after them." said Colby, a little disapointed that he's the one to deliver the news.

Megan was concerned, if that was only the bad news, the really bad news had to be worse than finding out that your partner was abducted.

"The really bad news?" asked David.

"Right, the really bad news. Two more bodies were found, same MO as our serial killer," said Colby, knowing what's coming next.

"Wait what do you mean? Serial killer? We're dealing with a kidnapping! What does a serial killer have to do with-- oh." Megan realizing what Colby was saying.

"The one in lock up isn't our guy. A fake, to think we got him." continued Colby. "We might have to be put back on that case instead of this one."

"Oh no." whispered Megan, a sad expression rippled across her face. The capture of the killer had relieved a lot of stress from their work load, the pressure from every one enormous. With Don missimg and the killer now still on the loose, the pressure had instantly tripled without warning.

"The cloth is being sent to the lab for processing," informed Colby, trying to give hope. "They may find DNA that may provide a lead." Then to break the ice. "How's Charlie doing? He didn't look to good when you guys left."

"He's probably on his knees's with his head in the toilet." answered David.

Colby didn't know why, but he found that rather funny and started smiling. Megan snorted with a slight chuckle, and before long David was trying to hide his laughter behind his hand.

"Alright, bet back to work, we need to find more evidence." said Megan and walked in a direction towards the witnesses with Colby right behind her.

David hesatated for a second. It was good to have a laugh once an a while, that little chuckle-fest was good for the whole team. Having a dangerous killer out there and Don missing, Divid couldn't help to wonder if the two were connected in some way.

Little did David know, his thoughts weren't too far off from the real thing.

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End of chapter 5.

I am terribly sorry for such a delay. It has been a complicated summer. Very complicated.

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