Tuh duh! A new chapter! As always, thanks for the reviews!

Charlie was now on the second floor of the hospital. Larry had gone to get food for the starving bunch watching over the mathematician. Amita and Robin were sitting in the room. Alan came in. "Anything change?" he asked.

"Nope." Amita said sounding exasperated. "They're still keeping him on the sedative because of the pain factor."

"Well Don and Nikki are handling the situation upstairs." Alan said. "I thought Don was going to have a panic attack. He thought Charlie was in the explosion!"

Amita was shocked. Why would someone try and blow up Charlie? Well, he had been shot around 48 hours ago. "Do they think it was meant for Charlie or just a random attack?"

"Don's going to think it was meant for Charlie. It'll be the first thing he says." Robin said.

And Robin was right. Don did think it was related. There was no way that Charlie got shot and then the man they had in custody asked for the time right after a bomb goes off in the same hospital that his brother was in.

He just didn't know how. He was hoping Suzie would come up with something on the tapes.

"How many were killed?" Don asked as Nikki approached. He was standing out of the way watching the hubbub. There was nothing he could do at the moment.

"None so far. Several in critical condition." Nikki replied. "The bomb was set off in room 209E. It was empty at the time. And you'll never guess who the last occupant was."

"Who?" Don asked.

"You."

"… What?"

"Yep. The last occupant was you. The nurses were about to load another patient into the room when it went off." Nikki handed Don a file that a member of the bomb squad had given her. "That's a report on the explosion and the bomb that caused it. Right now it's just an educated guess. Tech guys are working on the actual device right now."

"Good. Let's see if this MO matches up with anyone related to Peter or Waters." Don said.

"Got it." Nikki said.

Suzie was hunched at her desk watching the tapes. She kept rewinding and watching the shot over and over again. Colby pushed back from his desk and sighed. "How are you doin' over there, Suzie?"

"Fine." Suzie replied. "It's hard to tell who gave the order for the shot though."

Colby rolled his chair over to look at the tape. Suzie kept staring at the computer. He watched the shot again and winced as he always did when he saw the look of agony on Charlie's face. "You think he got an order?"

"Definitely." Suzie said. (She too was getting sick of having to watch the young professor.) She took the tape back about a minute. "You can see from his body language that he's waiting for something. But when you fast forward to the shot his body language says the opposite. I've narrowed it down to about three people." She pointed to two men and one woman on the screen. "They all make direct eye contact with the shooter beforehand. Most likely the woman is just his love toy." Suzie trailed off as she started thinking more deeply into the situation.

Colby's brows knitted together as he looked deep in thought. He shook his head once. "Coffee?"

"Please."

Suzie studied the video again as Colby left. She squinted and rewound the video about a full five minutes. A smirk came across her face. "Got him." She made a few clicks and ran his face through a facial recognition program.

Colby was back shortly and set a coffee cup down on the desk. Suzie took a swig and almost spit it on her monitor. She gulped. "What is this?" Suzie asked incredulously.

"Coffee." Colby said defensively.

Suzie glanced at the brown liquid in her cup. "Who made it?"

"Me…" Colby looked back as he felt a presence behind him.

"I guess no one warned you about Granger's coffee." Agent Liz Warner teased. She had observed the incident quietly from behind.

"Hi to you too." Colby complained and turned his attention glumly back to the computer monitor. "Liz this is Suzie McFlinn. Suzie this is Liz Warner." He motioned vaguely.

"Hi." Suzie greeted and held out her hand.

Liz shook it. "So you're our new Megan?"

"If Megan was a profiler, then yes." Suzie replied.

"Did you get anything I can tell Don about? I'm heading over to help at the hospital." The question was directed at both Suzie and Colby.

"This guy." Suzie said and pointed. As if on cue, the facial recognition popped up. "Darian Waters."

"The same guy the hitman accused?" Colby asked.

"Yep. It looks like that's just his stage name. Real name is Nate A. Swarrid." Suzie replied.

"I'll get that to Don and see if it rings any bells." Liz said and walked off towards the elevator.

Suzie took another tortured gulp of her coffee as she listened to Colby's instructions. "Cross reference both the names Darian Waters and the Nate one to see if it matches up with anything Charlie's ever worked on."

"Got it." Suzie replied.

Don ran a hand through his hair. The bomb had been meant for him and innocent people had been hurt because of it. He glanced down at his watch. He'd just gotten word that one of the victims in critical condition had died. 'What did this guy have against Charlie? Why would he go after me to get at Charlie with this bomb? Unless I'm the actual target? But Charlie got shot first… So wouldn't the mastermind go after the person he was targeting first? Unless the gunman missed? We had been awfully close…' Don's head was spinning and he was eager to stop it, but his thoughts kept racing. Sleep deprivation, lack of caffeine, and being injected with drugs was not good for the head Don decided. He was still on the hospital floor with the bomb on it. He wasn't sure why. He just was.

"Hey, Don." Liz called from the opening elevator directly behind Don.

Don didn't turn. He was too caught up in his own thoughts.

"Don?" Liz asked and gently put a hand on his shoulders.

"Hmm?" He asked with a distant look in his eyes.

"You alright?" Liz asked with concern. She had just been here to give him some files and see what needed done. But now it was clear that something had come up and it was bothering Don.

"Just thinking." Don said.

"About Charlie?" Liz guessed.

There was a pause of silence. "Who would want to shoot Charlie?"

"Someone with a sick twisted mind, Don. And we're gonna catch him." Liz tried to reassure. She pressed the folder she was carrying into his hands. "They found the guy who gave the order for the hit on the security tapes." Don opened the folder and glanced in at the photo that was stapled there. His blood ran cold. He didn't have to look at the file to see what this perp's name was. "Colby and Suzie are cross referencing him with any of the cases Charlie has worked on…" She stopped as she saw Don go pale. "Don, do you know this guy?"

"Nate Swarrid." Don replied. "He was in a particularly nasty case when I was in… the fugitive…" his voice trailed off as the specifics of the case started flooding his mind. The folder fell from his grasp and he stumbled back against the nearest wall to support himself.

"Don?" Liz asked worriedly. She grasped his shoulder to give him some extra support.

Don's face was in his hands. This couldn't be happening. 'I killed his brother. Charlie getting shot is my fault.' He tried to make the words go to his lips, but he seemed unable to. He seemed unable to do anything right now. His brain wasn't functioning like it should. But somehow his lips parted and a hoarse whisper came out. "I killed his brother." He repeated.

"That's definitely motive." Liz mused. "Come on, Don. Let's find you a place to sit down."

"No, I'm fine." Don said defiantly as he cleared his throat and threw his hands down to his sides. He unconsciously glanced at his watch again.

Liz sighed and glanced out to where the tech guys were doing a sweep of the hospital room where the bomb had gone off.

"Nate and his brother were kidnapping people and torturing them." Don said as he bent over to grab the dropped folder. "Cooper and I went in with guns blazing to try and nab them. They had a victim with them when we found them." Don would have preferred to have forgotten the site of the teenage girl that was tied to the chair. "Nate's brother, Jim, pulled a gun out and was going to shoot the victim. I fired one round into his chest." He looked over at Liz for the first time in his short monologue. "He died on route to the hospital."

"What about Nate?" Liz asked.

"He ran. Cooper had to run him down while I stayed and helped the victim. Cooper lost him."

Liz felt sympathy for Don. She squeezed his shoulder in reassurance. "We'll get him this time, Don."

There was a familiar ping of an elevator and the doors flew open. A serious looking man stood there taking his shades off. He glanced Don over. "What happened to you, Eppes?"

Don was surprised to see Ian Edgerton exiting the elevator. "What are you doing here?" he asked. Liz too was shocked to see the man. She wondered if Nikki had called.

"I got a whiff of the name Darian Waters floating around and decided to put in my two cents." Ian replied.

"He's one of yours?" Liz asked.

"Oh ya. I've been tracking him for a very long time now. He's used about seven different names the whole time too."

"Good." Don said. "Thanks for coming, Ian."

Ian jumped right to the point. "How are you dealing with this, Eppes? I heard about Charlie."

"I'm fine." Don said gruffly. He couldn't understand why they were all so worried about him. He wasn't the one with a gaping wound in his chest. He turned and started walking away. "I'm gonna go check on the tech guys."

The whole team has assembled! Yay. :) This kind of felt like a much needed filler, but I promise that the action will return soon! (Because when Ian Edgerton shows up everything possible can happen, amiright?)