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Balancing the Equation	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 1775 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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David was sitting at his desk when Don leaned over to hiss
in his ear, "I warned you." Don�s voice was shaking with anger.

Startled, David looked up, then
realization set in, forming a cannonball in his stomach.� It was
just two nights ago, how could he have figured it out already? �Don�s face was a mask, but his eyes were
blazing.

"Parking garage, west corner," Don said and
stalked out of the office.

David stared at his desk, waiting for Don to catch the
elevator and get far enough ahead of him.�
He got up from his desk very slowly.�

�Something wrong?�� Colby asked.

�Just � need to have a private conversation.�

David could only imagine what his face looked like, because
Colby stood up quickly.

�What is it?� Colby asked.

�Nothing,� David said, shaking his head.� Nothing that you can help with.� Just let them know where to
find the body.

David walked to the elevator, feeling like a man who was
taking the last walk to the electric chair.�
The west corner of the parking garage was notorious for being a camera
blind spot where all sorts of things could be done unrecorded.

The elevator dinged and opened.� David almost let the doors slide shut again,
but he was going to have to face this sometime.

He could see Don on the other side of the line of cars,
pacing back and forth.� David came around
the corner and began, �Don��

Don�s right fist connected with David�s nose and snapped his
head back.� David stumbled backwards, his
vision sparking, and fell to the cold garage floor.�

"Get up, you bastard,� Don snarled.

David held up his hands.� "Don, I
don't want to do this--"

�I told you I would kill you if you touched Charlie.�� Don clenched his fists.�

David protested, �Charlie doesn't need you to watch after him. He's a
grown man.�

�Get up.�

Slowly, David stood up.�
He was able to dodge the first two blows but the third caught him
squarely in the right cheek.� He
staggered backwards.

David held up his hands.�
�Look, Don, this is crazy. Your brother made his choice.�

�He�s emotional, sensitive,� Don growled.� �You saw an innocent, ripe for the taking,
and you moved in.�

�Bullshit,� David snapped.��
He avoided Don�s next punch and drove his shoulder into Don�s stomach,
tackling him to the concrete floor.

They rolled across the floor, punching and kicking and
swearing.� Don got his hands around
David�s throat and David head-butted him.�
Don twisted, slamming his elbow into David�s cheek.� David responded with a forearm to the bridge of Don�s nose.

Don didn�t seem to be reaching for his sidearm, still clipped to his belt.� Rather he was focused on beating David�s face
into pulp.� David fought him off,
grappling with him so that Don was too close to get a full swing in.� Don rammed his forearm into David�s bleeding
nose, smearing blood across his arm.

Don pinned David�s shoulders to the floor, and dug his knee
in David�s stomach.� Don yelled, �You
seduced him, you bastard!�

David struggled to get up, but Don held him fast.� �Still,
Don had temporarily stopped hitting him.

�Don,� David said quickly, �he seduced me.�

Don�s face grew redder.�
�What a low thing to say.�

�It�s true,� David said urgently, knowing that any hope he
had getting up from the floor rested in Don seeing the truth.

Don shook his head.�
�I don't believe you.�

�Believe me,� David said.� �When was the
last time anyone made Charlie do something he didn't
want to?�

Don released David�s shoulders and sat back.� David could see the conflicting thoughts
cross Don�s face.� Well, Don, how well do you know your brother?

Don licked his bleeding lower lip.� He said again, �I don�t believe you,� but
with less conviction.

David seized on the uncertainty.� �Ever
since that morning that he found me in your apartment he's been after me.
At first I thought I was going crazy, but Charlie is not very good at hiding
his feelings.�

�He's terrible,� Don mumbled, his
eyes unfocused.� David could almost hear
the truth clicking into place in Don�s mind, matching up with the reality of
what Charlie could be like.

David nodded.� �Finally,
I stopped running and let him catch me.� I
knew you'd go ballistic, but hell, I wanted him too.� I�ve wanted him for a long time.�

�Really?� Don said.

�Really.�

Don stared at him for a long moment then a smile began to
lurk in his eyes. "You really have a thing for Eppes boys."

David laughed, in relief and a little embarrassment.� "Yeah, I guess I do."

Reaching out, Don grabbed a fistful of David�s shirt and
pulled him up towards him.�

�Remember,� Don said roughly.� �I had you first.�� He leaned over and ruthlessly kissed David�s
battered mouth with his own bleeding lips.�

Don let him go and David slumped to the floor.� �Don
climbed to his feet.

�Go home,� Don said.�
�I�ll come up with a story that we can tell at work tomorrow.� Right now, I need to go talk to my brother.�

David sat up quickly.�
�You won�t ��

�Hit him?�� Don shook
his head and said wryly, �I could never hurt Charlie, no matter how much I
might want to.�

�Okay,� David said, relaxing.� If he�d read Don wrong and Charlie was in
danger �� He saw
the softening around Don�s eyes and knew that Charlie would always be safe with
Don.� In
fact, that�s exactly why I�m sitting on the cold floor of a parking garage,
blood running out of my nose.

Don was still standing there and David got up the courage to
ask, �How did you find out?�

�Ha!� Don snorted.�
�I�d have to turn in my badge if I didn�t figure it out.� He�s only been moping for weeks, then he disappears for a night, then starts walking around
like a king of the jungle, a satisfied dreamy look on his face.� It was only a matter of finding out who, and Charlie is an awful liar.��

Don looked at David with an unreadable expression.� �Can�t say I expected it to
be you.�

�Probably not,� David said and looked at his scraped
knuckles.� He heard Don move away.�

David put his face down in his hands and took a shaky
breath.� He was still alive and still
employed.� And not only that ��

Charlie is now fair
game.� David grinned to himself,
ignoring his aching lip.� So, Charlie had
been walking around with a satisfied dreamy look on his face.� Oh
Charlie, baby, there�s so much more I can teach you �
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