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It Changes Everything	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 4228 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Colby was getting antsy when Charlie hadn�t shown by 11:30
PM.� By midnight, he was sure that
Charlie wasn�t coming.�

Colby had spent the day cleaning up his apartment � moving
carefully because of his ribs � and had even gotten a few things from the
grocery store.

He was sitting on the couch, glaring at the TV when he heard
a knock.� Not thinking, he jumped to his
feet, then had to grab his side and remember to breathe.� He shuffled over to the door and flung it
open.� Charlie was standing there, a gym
bag in his free hand.

Charlie hobbled inside, apologizing, �Sorry but my dad just
wouldn�t let me get out of the house earlier.�
Him and Don tag-teamed me, trying to figure out where
I was going.�� He gave Colby a
crooked smile.� �I made Don promise on
the grave of Joe DiMaggio that he wouldn�t tail me when I left.�

Colby laughed in spite of himself.� �Think he kept that promise?�

�I don�t know, but I took the craziest way here that I could
think of.�

Charlie stepped inside and Colby shut the door then stood
awkwardly as Charlie looked around.

�You cleaned up,� Charlie said approvingly.

�Well, tonight I thought I might have company.�

�Thought you might?��
Charlie turned to look at Colby.�
�You weren�t sure?�

Colby gave him a one-shouldered shrug, trying to convey all
his hopes and fears on the subject.�

Charlie dropped his bag and stepped close to Colby.� He grabbed Colby�s collar and kissed him
warmly.� Colby kissed him back, trying to
be gentle and undemanding when all his body � except for a few annoying ribs �
wanted to sweep Charlie into his arms, carry him to his bed and �� Better
not think of that for now.�

Breaking the kiss, Charlie smiled at him.� �With how good I felt today, you may never
sleep alone again.�

�Promises, promises,� Colby said, smiling back.�

Charlie picked up his bag and walked into Colby�s
bedroom.� He set his bag on the dresser
and said, �I�m pretty tired.� Can we go
to bed now?�

�Sure,� Colby said, still startled by how easily Charlie
said those words.

Colby busied himself shutting down the rest of the apartment
while Charlie changed into sleep clothes.�
Colby waited until he heard Charlie crawling into bed before he returned
to the bedroom.� He picked up his own
shorts and changed in the bathroom.�

Coming out of the bathroom, Colby asked, �When do you have
to go to work tomorrow?�

Charlie turned over in bed and smiled at him.� �Not until eleven.�� He was wearing a pair of worn boxers.� He pulled back the covers invitingly.� �I plan on sleeping like a rock until then.�

�I didn�t know rocks snore,� Colby said, climbing into bed.

Charlie wrapped himself around Colby, then protested, �I don�t
snore.�

�Oh, that must be the other Charlie Eppes I had in my bed
last night.�

�Obviously,� Charlie chuckled.� �Some sort of parallel
universe or maybe a doppelganger.�

�The parallel snoring universe,� Colby laughed.� �Gonna have to ask Larry about that one.�

Charlie smiled and closed his eyes.� His body relaxed against Colby with the
sudden release of tension.� He gave a
contented sigh.� �Good night, Colby.�

�Good night, angel,� Colby said softly.

Charlie fell quickly to sleep, a smile still on his
face.� Colby closed his eyes, thanked God
or whatever mysterious force had decided to be kind to him, and followed his
Charlie into sleep.

The next morning, Colby gave Charlie a shave with his
straight edge razor.� It was a little
hard for Colby to move freely with his sore ribs, but clearing off Charlie�s
scruffy stubble to reveal his boyish face was pure pleasure.� While Don had been nervous with Colby�s blade
against his throat, though he�d tried to hide it, Charlie was completely
relaxed and trusting.� Colby wondered
what he�d done to deserve such faith, but didn�t mind in the least.� For his part, Charlie seemed quite pleased
with the shave and demanded one every morning.

This was the pattern for the next three weeks.� Charlie would show up at Colby�s apartment as
early as ten PM and as late as one AM.�
Sometimes Charlie would come in bubbling with excitement about his
latest math work and Colby would watch him with amusement as he stalked around
the apartment, spouting things way over Colby�s head.�� Other nights Charlie would be quiet and
tired and head straight for bed.� Each morning
Colby would give Charlie a shave and send him back out into the world.�

Colby went back to work for good about a week after the
kidnapping.� He was restricted to dull
desk duty, but at least it was something to keep him occupied in between his
time with Charlie.

Colby and Charlie celebrated with a few beers on the couch when
Charlie�s bandages came off for good and he was able to toss away the crutch.

Every day, Colby fell deeper in love.� Charlie was opening up to Colby and his
bright spirit was even more compelling than Colby could have imagined.� Yes, Charlie was self-involved, stubborn,
arrogant, obtuse, and over-emotional, but to Colby that felt like a much briefer
list than his own shortcomings.� Besides,
Colby didn�t think he could love someone who was perfect.� Sometimes Charlie�s flaws drove Colby crazy,
but he was sure his own flaws did the same for Charlie.� Any way he looked at it, loving Charlie was
easy.

Every day, Colby also wanted Charlie more.� It was a beautiful, terrible, constant
ache.� Sometimes he�d thought he�d die if
Charlie kissed him good morning one more time in that chaste way.� But he knew he�d die if Charlie stopped
kissing him.�

His ribs were slowly healing, far too slowly for Colby.� He could have pushed his recovery, approached
Charlie sooner, but Colby wanted their first time to be perfect.� So he waited, and even gathered up the nerve
to ask David what Charlie liked.� David
had looked at him with eyes that understood far too much, and then told
him.� Colby had gritted his teeth for
about two minutes of David talking before he�d needed to go hit something.�� He was armed with information about
Charlie�s tastes now, though he didn�t know if he could live up to it.

At least Charlie didn�t look like he was going
anywhere.� In fact, his stuff now
occupied a full drawer in Colby�s dresser and half a dozen hangers in Colby�s
closet.� A blank notebook lay near the
bed in case Charlie got any brilliant inspirations in the middle of the
night.�

Colby made a show of grumbling about the mess that Charlie
left in his bathroom, but they both knew he didn�t mind.� He was in the flush of early love, when
everything that the other person did was completely adorable.� Colby picked up the wet towels, put the cap
back on the toothpaste, and wished time would pass more quickly.
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