By the week's end she began to find the flow of the house. She helped cook and clean without incident. It was rather interesting to see everyone work so well together. Every evening she shared a cigarette on the porch with a housemate named Alec. But this Saturday night, Alec was nowhere to be found. "Does he stay somewhere else sometimes?" she posed to Sadie as they sat out under the stars.
Sadie shifted uncomfortably.
Blair turned to face her, "What?" she asked, getting a sudden dark feeling in the pit of her stomach.
"Uhm...Alec isn't around no more," Sadie said, looking at her housemate, touching her face lovingly.
"Did he leave?" she asked naively.
Sadie looked around, clearly afraid to say but surprised Blair hadn't inferred it yet, "You could say that, baby," she said, her voice quieting down as she caught sight of Charlie through the glass door.
"Did something happen to Alec, Sadie?" she asked, for the first time a tone of fear rang through her voice.
Alec had questions. Charlie didn't like questions. So Alec had to go away. He'd gone away-that was all Charlie had told them to say if anyone asked but most people outside of Blair weren't stupid enough to ask questions. If Charlie gave every newcomer the benefit of the doubt-he might have been caught by now and he wasn't too keen on being caught. Before Sadie could answer; Charlie appeared with a dark look in his eyes that shut Sadie up and had her snuffing out her cigarette. By the time Blair turned around; Sadie was gone and Charlie was smiling, a hand reaching out to touch over her hair affectionately. "You been an asset to the group here since you came around. I'd like to show you something, if you're ready." He said quietly, preparing to show her how she and Charlie would become one tonight if she would allow him to. He thought she would allow him anything as of now. He had her where he wanted her, even if he wasn't sure about her true origins. Anyone could be swayed to his liking. Having this house with so many loyal followers told him that.
Everything had changed so quickly, she had been talking to Sadie and now she had a bad feeling about Alec and then there was Charlie. "Okay," Blair nodded. This was good. Showing her something was good. That meant she was making her way into his sanctum and that's what Hodiak wanted and that's how she got home to Brian. With his hand Blair stood from the porch and followed him. She wanted to ask about Alec but could no longer find the right words for Charlie. If she asked him, did it seem like she was prying too much? But Alec had been a nice guy and if he was - dead - she was sure that was what Hodiak would want to know about. When she caught up with the department later in the week she would bring it up. "What is it?" she asked gently as they wove through the maze of the house. She had a feeling every member of the house knew what he was about to show her but she had no idea. Was it a great secret? Her stomach churned again as she felt no control in the situation.
It would be better for her safety not to ask about Alec. She'd seen what had gone on between Sadie and Charlie when he came out and Sadie got all quiet and shut up at his presence. Taking her into his room; Charlie shut the door and took her by the back of the neck, kissing her hard and passionate to show her what he had planned would be giving away all of his skills. Taking a hold of her hips; Charlie led her back to the bed but pulled back momentarily, "This is where we all become one. I've been waiting from the moment I saw you, to show you-how it feels to become one. But I was worried you might run off on me," He chuckled with that charming grin, that grin that would have any woman dropping her panties for him in a moment's breath.
Charlie was an overwhelming man. When he looked at you, you felt as if you'd do anything in the world just to have him smile at you. That you would do anything he told you to just to feel his praise. She was taken by surprise when he kissed her that the wind was knocked out of her. She gained some breath when he spoke to her and her mind hand gone blurry. This was wrong! her mind told her. She was engaged. Happily, she might add, to one of the most wonderful men in the world. He was her everything and this... this... Brian didn't deserve this. But if she turned Charlie down now, and some parts of her did not want to turn the grinning man down, she risked everything. "I-" she started, realizing the war going on her brain that muddled her words, "You...I didn't think you'd like me enough..." she admitted. She never thought this proposition would come up - not until it would be near time for her to leave. She wanted to be a fly on the wall...and this... "Charlie, I'm nervous..." she told him, looking into his deep brown eyes, wondering if she could escape them now. "I don't think I'm good enough yet..." she excused though she made no motion to push him away.
That was the point of his being their leader. He could do or say anything and they would still follow him blindly. His face changed slightly, not to anger but to sadness. He knew how to act to make someone feel guilty, to get what he wanted. At this stage, violence would do nothing but scare her off. "Hey," He sat down beside her and put a hand on her knee. "Look if you're not into this then maybe this ain't the place for you. No one would hold it against you. But I speak for myself when I say that I'm into you and that if I'm here then that means you're good enough to me." He said earnestly, he was so good at lying that he even believed himself. Manipulating was part of who he was. One of the central parts of who he was, rather. It almost made up all of who he was. Though he was made of a few deceiving acts and nothing more. He was a shell of a human who knew how to mimic the motions of others but never felt them in return. His big brown eyes were convincing though, they pulled you in like the tide.
She could hear it. Saying 'no' meant she was out. Meant she'd lasted a week in the operation and had nothing solid to give Hodiak. Saying 'yes' meant a betrayal to Brian but - could it be a betrayal if saying 'no' could put her life or job on the line? He would never have to know. She could lock the secret away in her heart and let it die there. And then she looked at him. Charlie. He was so enticing. And she wanted his brown eyes upon her at all times, or she felt less than. She didn't see it, but Lena was getting pulled right in with Blair but she wouldn't see it until it was too late. She touched his face gently. Her mind was already made up but her heart was slow to follow, "You take good care of people, Charlie," She said before leaning in and kissing him again, her fingers twisting his shaggy brown hair into her fingers. He felt so different from Brian. Brian was so soft from his eyes to his hair to his voice and Charlie was firm and sure and he was whatever you needed him to be. He was an enigma. "Take good care of me..." she asked, her lips still brushing against his. She had to keep pushing or she would panic and back out and that could very well be the end of her.
Brian would inevitably, be but it wasn't about Brian anymore, was it ? It never really had been. Now it was about Lena-Blair and Charlie. And right now Charlie was all she was focused on. "Don't you worry, little mama. I got my sights on you." Charlie drawled in his thick Southern accent, hands roaming her creamy thighs to part them and fall between her legs. He moved her skirts up around her hips and buried his face between her thighs to tease her through the material of her panties making them wet with his tongue over her clit while moving his hands over her legs to tease her and then brushing her panties aside to rub at her opening with a finger. He wanted her to be soaked before he even started. That was the plan.
Blair writhed beneath him. He was definitely nothing like Brian. Brian truly cared about her, deeply cared about her but she could already tell the difference between the two men. She had to keep her mind off of Brian, or she'd blow everything. "Oh!" she gasped gently as he began to arouse her before he even took off his pants. She looked down at him, one hand gently brushing his shaggy brown hair aside, "C-Charlie," she started, "I- oh my...Mmmm," she groaned. He was going to make this an unforgettable night. She had been hoping for a rather quick - in and out - a moment or two and she could pretend he was Brian and assuage her guilt. But he was going to draw this out and he was going to make her feel. She caught sight of his eyes again. They were mesmerizing. By the time it was all over, Blair was a breathless, heaving heap of woman on the bed who took a hit when offered and fell asleep in a naked mess before she fell asleep before the guilt took her. She wasn't sure what made her guiltier: letting Charlie have sex with her or the fact that some part, some twisted part of her enjoyed it.