I Nearly Lost Him!

By Hemel Lass(ie)

This one is pretty short and now this tale is done. Hope you enjoyed it, friends. Sylvia


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AMITA'S POINT OF VIEW

I could have lost my Charlie today. This amazing man I am in love with, could have been dead; and, for what? To save, for a few more hours, a man who is dying anyway? Who would have thought Charlie would brave that kind of danger, put himself, at that kind of risk?

How dare he? Doesn't he know that my world would spin off its axis; if he was suddenly removed from it forever? He has no right to risk OUR budding relationship that way! Damn him.

Oh, who am I kidding? I am proud! Scared half to death he would do something so brave, so crazy, so reckless, but proud!

Charlie has always amazed me, but this is LIGHT years beyond anything he has done before. This time he put himself in physical danger …and, he didn't have to rely on Don and the team to rescue him. He did it. With an old MRI machine, no less? How amazingly cool is that!

Poor Don, I think I broke the eardrum he had up to the phone when he called me to let me know what had happened.

I know I set a new land speed record getting from my place to the hospital.

It's a miracle I didn't get pulled over.

Guess this time I should be grateful there WASN'T a cop around, although, if the security guard had stayed where he was supposed to be, Charlie would never have had to risk it all the way he did. But, at least, no actual traffic cops were ignored on my wild dash here.

This is the same Charlie who, just a few months ago was scared into near catatonia; by the fact that Larry was going into space.

Well, calculated risk that space flight is?

At least that was fulfilling a long held dream of Larry's.

Please tell me that Charlie has NOT always dreamed of being an FBI agent, just like his big brother.

Because I worry about the potential risks to Charlie from his consulting with the FBI and the other members of the government alphabetic soup enough, as it is; I don't really want to add Don-style action hero on to Charlie's list of legendary regular pursuits.

I wonder how I will look in gray or white hair, anyway.

Because once I am done kissing the hell out of my math geek, I am going to the nearest mirror to see how badly I need a color job to my hair as a result of this little escapade.

Just imagine the strain this put on poor Alan?

I adore Papa Eppes. He must be absolutely beside himself. Well, actually, he is over there... beside us. Looking on at my little public display of affection here. How must he feel? Charlie is supposed to be his SAFE son.

Well, so much for that!

This probably won't go onto Charlie's public list of accomplishments, but everyone on Don's team, Alan, Larry, Millie and I will know.

Rumors of it will probably siphon off through the halls of CalSci and the various police agencies, but the students may well think it is just part of the legendary status of Professor Eppes. A tale from Eppes Apocrypha, perhaps? Not really canon, but supposedly this happened.

I know the truth of it.

I am holding the still trembling man in my arms now…and I am not even embarrassed at the display I just put on in from of Alan, security, nurses, et al.

Charlie is as much a hero, as any other warrior, but more so. The one everyone assumed was a cowardly lion? He just shook out his mane and, boy, did he roar?

Is it adrenalin that has him trembling…or the after wash of fear at what he did? You know what. It really doesn't matter.

Charlie, I realize something now that I didn't before. I really have fallen in love with you.

I respect why you did this, my love, but don't you dare start making this kind of behavior a habit, okay?

I am just not sure my heart will take it. It may be young and strong, but I think you just took 25 years off the length of my lifeline, sweetheart.

Please, please, don't make a habit of this. I love you, you mad, math rock star, you!

You don't need to be Spiderman – stick with the Peter Parker alter ego – okay?

Hmm. That does conjure up an interesting mental image though….

Charlie in a Spiderman outfit? Very interesting. Maybe for Halloween? Or a more private recreational recreation? I'll have to think on that one some more.

For now, I am holding on to this man, for dear life. I love you, Charles Edward Eppes. I love you.

Have another and another kiss? I really do love you.