The Connections Series, Part 9/?, "So here we are, all alone the two of us" (Charlie/Colby, PG-13)
Title: So here we are, all alone the two of us.
Series: The Connections Series, Part 9/?
Characters: Charlie/Colby (alone, oh so alone... :-) )
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Colby's questions make Charlie confess his big secret.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Numb3rs or anything related to it.
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Go to Part 8: Just relax, everything's ok, PG-13
Go to Part 10: This could ruin our entire lives, PG-13
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The Connections Series
Part 9: “So here we are, all alone the two of us”
Remember what Don said. Just relax. Everything’s ok.
“Well… it seems like Megan’s not coming, after all. She says it’s better that we deal with our problems by ourselves,” Charlie said, trying to sound as cool as he could.
“Ok… so here we are, all alone the two of us,” Colby muttered, and he became nervous.
“Yeah. Just the two of us,” the mathematician repeated, and the words kept hanging in the air just a few moments. But then he came back to reality, noticed that he was imagining Colby doing terrific things to him, and rapidly said, “Hey, do you want a beer?”
Very smooth, even for me.
“Sure, why not? I didn’t come here to do nothing, after all,” Colby answered.
“Great. C’mon, let’s go to the kitchen.”
Trying to keep things normal, Charlie handed Colby a beer and took one for himself. He put the cold pizza in the microwave. Waiting for the device to reheat the food, they sat at the table and slowly sipped their drinks for a little while.
“Charlie, I’m sorry…” Colby finally muttered, putting his beer aside.
“For what?”
“For telling everybody about your fight with Amita.”
Please, forgive me. I had no right to spread out details of your personal life. Just don’t be mad at me anymore. Talk to me, say whatever you want to me. I can take it all, as long as you don’t spend any more time avoiding me.
“Oh… it’s fine, everybody was going to know about it anyway. It wasn’t exactly a private discussion, and besides, she works for the FBI too, so…” Charlie answered, trying to catch up. So you thought I kept my distance from you because of the gossip. You don’t know what I feel. Thank god.
“Well… if it wasn’t the reason why you didn’t say hello or goodbye to me, or the reason why you felt uncomfortable around me, then what is it?” Colby asked, and waited for an answer. Tell me and I’ll stop doing whatever it is that’s bothering you.
Surprisingly, Charlie gave him an amazingly warm smile. “I was acting weird, I have to admit. I don’t know what happened to me. But now… I’m more than happy to have you here.”
Colby choked and immediately sipped his beer because he felt like he was going to break if he looked directly at the mathematician. “I’m glad. So that’s it?” he asked, trying to change the subject. If he sees me sweating like this just because of that smile… if he gets to know what I feel… I’ll be in serious trouble. And I’ll be so fired.
“Yeah.”
“So I guess we’re ok now.”
“It wasn’t so hard. It was very easy, actually.”
“Again, the connection…”
“The famous connection everybody talks about… Do you think that it’s true, that we have a special bond that makes our relationship stronger and deeper than the one most people share?”
The question was good. “Yes. Actually, I take it as something natural. I mean, we’ve been through a lot these last weeks.”
Charlie’s cheeks flushed a little. “You’ve helped so much…”
“The reporter case was what made us gather together… and then Amita’s kidnapping. By the way, why did you break up with her? You can tell me if you want.”
I’m definitely not going to tell Don. I just want to support you if you’re in pain because she left, even if it breaks my heart.
He felt Charlie’s eyes on him, his smile there again, and shivered. Colby couldn’t do anything but smile back, hypnotized with the intimacy that was in the ambience. There wasn’t soft music playing, there weren’t candles, there wasn’t fine food and wine on the table.
The microwave just turned off with a beep. That made Charlie’s expression change.
What the hell am I doing, smiling at him like an idiot? I’m so close to getting caught.
He got up and took the food out of the microwave. He waved it to Colby and said “Ta-dah, reheated pizza.”
“Delicious,” Colby muttered, and went silent. Damn, his face went cold. Did he see it on my eyes? Please, god, no. “Thank you,” he said when Charlie handed him a dish and silverware and offered him a piece of pizza. “It’s good,” he added when he started eating it.
Charlie ate the food two meters away from Colby, like if he didn’t want to get close to him. “I’m glad you like it,” he said taking another mouthful. The atmosphere had become completely awkward. But he remembered well Colby’s last question. “I can’t tell you why Amita broke up with me.”
“Um… okay. I respect that.”
However, Charlie didn’t seem okay with his own decision of keeping the real reason of the fight to himself. So what if I tell him something in general? He doesn’t need to know every little detail. Besides, I haven’t been able to talk about it with anyone. It wouldn’t be too bad to ask for some kind of advice, without telling him he’s the key to this whole situation. “She found out I was interested in someone else.”
“Wow. That’s… bad,” Colby responded, and felt his heart aching. Charlie had found a new woman. She must be someone from CalSci, just as smart as him. “She doesn’t seem the type of woman to take extreme decisions like leaving the country just because his boyfriend doesn’t love her anymore.”
Charlie froze. He doesn’t believe me. I should have known. Why the hell did I start this conversation?
“Charlie, what you did was something way more terrible than that,” Colby said.
Now the mathematician just stood in the middle of the kitchen, wanting to escape from his own house, his own feelings and the look on the agent’s eyes. “I… I…”
“I won’t tell anyone,” Colby stood up, went to where Charlie was and put a hand on his shoulder.
“You don’t understand, I can’t tell you, I didn’t expect it myself and…”
“And…what else?”
That was it for Charlie. “Don’t say ‘and…’ like you were expecting me to confess, please!”
“Why?”
“Because you make me remember the dream I had last night, and it’s impossible for me to concentrate!” Charlie yelled, and covered his face with his hands. He looked so devastated that Colby put both hands in the mathematician’s shoulders.
“You could tell me about your dream.”
“No!” Charlie got away from Colby’s arms and went to one of the corners of the kitchen room. “No.”
“I don’t get it! If you’re dreaming with Amita making you confess about you being attracted to another woman, why can’t you tell me?!” Colby yelled, because he was so tired of the fact that Charlie didn’t let him help.
“It’s not another woman!” Oh god, I’m so screwed.
There was a minute of silence. When Charlie lifted his gaze, there was Colby standing in front of him, staring at him, with his hands on his hips. He looked astonished, but not horrified. “You’re attracted… to someone who’s not a woman.”
Charlie didn’t answer. He ran his hands through his hair, like he wanted to rip it out of his own body.
“Are you gay?” Colby asked.
“I don’t know.”
“But this person is a man.”
Charlie nodded. How did we get here, to this moment? I can’t confess. I just can’t. How could I be able to look at him afterwards?
“Is it someone from the university?”
“No. But please, don’t ask me…”
“Then it’s someone from the FBI.”
”Colby, just shut up!”
“Is it David, or Edgerton?!”
“Don’t ask!”
“Well, I have to, because the only man that’s left is me!”
That was the point of all the changes that had been popping out everywhere since three days ago. That was the reason for the weird behavior. That was the reason for everything that was going on.
When Charlie just stared at the agent in silence and his face tensed like it had never done before, Colby felt a joy in his heart that he had never experienced in his entire life. To find out what he had never imagined but hoped for so much, was the last thing he had expected to happen that night.
Go to Part 8: Just relax, everything's ok, PG-13
Go to Part 10: This could ruin our entire lives, PG-13
A/N: I ABSOLUTELY LOVE FEEDBACK! :D
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The song I chose for this chapter:
ROXETTE - VULNERABLE
Series: The Connections Series, Part 9/?
Characters: Charlie/Colby (alone, oh so alone... :-) )
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Colby's questions make Charlie confess his big secret.
Feedback: Love it, love it. Share your thoughts, please.
Disclaimer: I do not own Numb3rs or anything related to it.
Beta: Thanks to the incredible
irena_adler .
* * *
Go to Part 8: Just relax, everything's ok, PG-13
Go to Part 10: This could ruin our entire lives, PG-13
* * *
The Connections Series
Part 9: “So here we are, all alone the two of us”
Remember what Don said. Just relax. Everything’s ok.
“Well… it seems like Megan’s not coming, after all. She says it’s better that we deal with our problems by ourselves,” Charlie said, trying to sound as cool as he could.
“Ok… so here we are, all alone the two of us,” Colby muttered, and he became nervous.
“Yeah. Just the two of us,” the mathematician repeated, and the words kept hanging in the air just a few moments. But then he came back to reality, noticed that he was imagining Colby doing terrific things to him, and rapidly said, “Hey, do you want a beer?”
Very smooth, even for me.
“Sure, why not? I didn’t come here to do nothing, after all,” Colby answered.
“Great. C’mon, let’s go to the kitchen.”
Trying to keep things normal, Charlie handed Colby a beer and took one for himself. He put the cold pizza in the microwave. Waiting for the device to reheat the food, they sat at the table and slowly sipped their drinks for a little while.
“Charlie, I’m sorry…” Colby finally muttered, putting his beer aside.
“For what?”
“For telling everybody about your fight with Amita.”
Please, forgive me. I had no right to spread out details of your personal life. Just don’t be mad at me anymore. Talk to me, say whatever you want to me. I can take it all, as long as you don’t spend any more time avoiding me.
“Oh… it’s fine, everybody was going to know about it anyway. It wasn’t exactly a private discussion, and besides, she works for the FBI too, so…” Charlie answered, trying to catch up. So you thought I kept my distance from you because of the gossip. You don’t know what I feel. Thank god.
“Well… if it wasn’t the reason why you didn’t say hello or goodbye to me, or the reason why you felt uncomfortable around me, then what is it?” Colby asked, and waited for an answer. Tell me and I’ll stop doing whatever it is that’s bothering you.
Surprisingly, Charlie gave him an amazingly warm smile. “I was acting weird, I have to admit. I don’t know what happened to me. But now… I’m more than happy to have you here.”
Colby choked and immediately sipped his beer because he felt like he was going to break if he looked directly at the mathematician. “I’m glad. So that’s it?” he asked, trying to change the subject. If he sees me sweating like this just because of that smile… if he gets to know what I feel… I’ll be in serious trouble. And I’ll be so fired.
“Yeah.”
“So I guess we’re ok now.”
“It wasn’t so hard. It was very easy, actually.”
“Again, the connection…”
“The famous connection everybody talks about… Do you think that it’s true, that we have a special bond that makes our relationship stronger and deeper than the one most people share?”
The question was good. “Yes. Actually, I take it as something natural. I mean, we’ve been through a lot these last weeks.”
Charlie’s cheeks flushed a little. “You’ve helped so much…”
“The reporter case was what made us gather together… and then Amita’s kidnapping. By the way, why did you break up with her? You can tell me if you want.”
I’m definitely not going to tell Don. I just want to support you if you’re in pain because she left, even if it breaks my heart.
He felt Charlie’s eyes on him, his smile there again, and shivered. Colby couldn’t do anything but smile back, hypnotized with the intimacy that was in the ambience. There wasn’t soft music playing, there weren’t candles, there wasn’t fine food and wine on the table.
The microwave just turned off with a beep. That made Charlie’s expression change.
What the hell am I doing, smiling at him like an idiot? I’m so close to getting caught.
He got up and took the food out of the microwave. He waved it to Colby and said “Ta-dah, reheated pizza.”
“Delicious,” Colby muttered, and went silent. Damn, his face went cold. Did he see it on my eyes? Please, god, no. “Thank you,” he said when Charlie handed him a dish and silverware and offered him a piece of pizza. “It’s good,” he added when he started eating it.
Charlie ate the food two meters away from Colby, like if he didn’t want to get close to him. “I’m glad you like it,” he said taking another mouthful. The atmosphere had become completely awkward. But he remembered well Colby’s last question. “I can’t tell you why Amita broke up with me.”
“Um… okay. I respect that.”
However, Charlie didn’t seem okay with his own decision of keeping the real reason of the fight to himself. So what if I tell him something in general? He doesn’t need to know every little detail. Besides, I haven’t been able to talk about it with anyone. It wouldn’t be too bad to ask for some kind of advice, without telling him he’s the key to this whole situation. “She found out I was interested in someone else.”
“Wow. That’s… bad,” Colby responded, and felt his heart aching. Charlie had found a new woman. She must be someone from CalSci, just as smart as him. “She doesn’t seem the type of woman to take extreme decisions like leaving the country just because his boyfriend doesn’t love her anymore.”
Charlie froze. He doesn’t believe me. I should have known. Why the hell did I start this conversation?
“Charlie, what you did was something way more terrible than that,” Colby said.
Now the mathematician just stood in the middle of the kitchen, wanting to escape from his own house, his own feelings and the look on the agent’s eyes. “I… I…”
“I won’t tell anyone,” Colby stood up, went to where Charlie was and put a hand on his shoulder.
“You don’t understand, I can’t tell you, I didn’t expect it myself and…”
“And…what else?”
That was it for Charlie. “Don’t say ‘and…’ like you were expecting me to confess, please!”
“Why?”
“Because you make me remember the dream I had last night, and it’s impossible for me to concentrate!” Charlie yelled, and covered his face with his hands. He looked so devastated that Colby put both hands in the mathematician’s shoulders.
“You could tell me about your dream.”
“No!” Charlie got away from Colby’s arms and went to one of the corners of the kitchen room. “No.”
“I don’t get it! If you’re dreaming with Amita making you confess about you being attracted to another woman, why can’t you tell me?!” Colby yelled, because he was so tired of the fact that Charlie didn’t let him help.
“It’s not another woman!” Oh god, I’m so screwed.
There was a minute of silence. When Charlie lifted his gaze, there was Colby standing in front of him, staring at him, with his hands on his hips. He looked astonished, but not horrified. “You’re attracted… to someone who’s not a woman.”
Charlie didn’t answer. He ran his hands through his hair, like he wanted to rip it out of his own body.
“Are you gay?” Colby asked.
“I don’t know.”
“But this person is a man.”
Charlie nodded. How did we get here, to this moment? I can’t confess. I just can’t. How could I be able to look at him afterwards?
“Is it someone from the university?”
“No. But please, don’t ask me…”
“Then it’s someone from the FBI.”
”Colby, just shut up!”
“Is it David, or Edgerton?!”
“Don’t ask!”
“Well, I have to, because the only man that’s left is me!”
That was the point of all the changes that had been popping out everywhere since three days ago. That was the reason for the weird behavior. That was the reason for everything that was going on.
When Charlie just stared at the agent in silence and his face tensed like it had never done before, Colby felt a joy in his heart that he had never experienced in his entire life. To find out what he had never imagined but hoped for so much, was the last thing he had expected to happen that night.
Go to Part 8: Just relax, everything's ok, PG-13
Go to Part 10: This could ruin our entire lives, PG-13
A/N: I ABSOLUTELY LOVE FEEDBACK! :D
* * *
The song I chose for this chapter:
ROXETTE - VULNERABLE
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