FIC: Holding on to a lie, Part 20 (Charlie/Colby, Amita/OMC, Liz, Don, Ian, PG-13)
Title: "Two of a kind"
Series: Holding on to a lie, Part 20
Characters: Charlie/Colby, Amita/OMC, Liz, Don, Ian.
Rating: PG-13.
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: None.
Summary: They fight, but they're definitely two of a kind.
Feedback: I love feedback. Every comment is a cup of coffee that keeps me posting. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Numb3rs or anything related to it. But I do own any OCs.
Beta: The wonderful fredbassett. Thank you so much for all the help.
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Part 20: “Two of a kind”
Amita hummed all the time while she was making the cookies, and she didn’t stop when Don’s voice came out of nowhere.
“Amita, Liz is going to come into the house. I want you to know that she’s trying to help you, alright? She only wants the best for you.”
Astonished, Charlie observed his ex-girlfriend still humming, distributing chocolate- evenly in the mixture, then forming a dough and wrapping it.
He looked at Colby, who simply nodded. Charlie opened his mouth to call her name, to make her react…
She turned around and went to the kitchen. Charlie kept his eyes on Colby, who was muttering something, “Stay calm. Don and everyone else are out there.”
Shaking his head, Charlie couldn’t answer; he simply took a deep breath and looked back at Colby, who mouthed, “Stay calm,” again.
In a moment Amita was back, and she started grabbing the apron and the other things she had brought to the table. “I’m chilling the dough for only half an hour, I don’t want you to have to wait for the cookies to be ready.”
When Don’s voice sounded again and she didn’t respond, Charlie couldn’t take it anymore. He muttered, “Amita…” and waited.
“What, Charlie?” she said in her sweetest voice.
“Don’s talking…”
Somewhat relieved, Charlie realised that she was actually listening. According to his brother, Liz was about to come in…
Amita started breathing hard. Clearly aware of the situation now.
The door opened and Liz came on the scene - but there was someone else behind her.
Bob Berenson.
With a quick movement, Amita took Colby’s gun from the table and pointed it at them. “Bob? What the hell are you doing here?” she snapped. “I told you to go away…”
Licking his lips, Berenson put his hands up and said, “Hey, I’m not here because I want to, ok?” in a very harsh voice.
She clenched her teeth, her lips trembling, and asked, “Damn it, tell me truth - what are you doing here?”
“I…”
“Did you come here to destroy what was already mine?”
Looking surprised, Berenson glanced at Liz, who slowly started to reach for something behind her back. Charlie assumed it was a gun she had put inside her pants, and he swallowed, just imagining what could happen inside the house if she used it.
Liz nodded and Berenson looked back at Amita. “No, I didn’t come here to hurt you in any way. I don’t…”
“Ah, so you also came here to play your role, huh?” she said, coming around the table and getting closer to him and Liz. “You came here as the great Bob Berenson, the one who solves everyone’s problems, when all you are is a manipulator who knows exactly how to twist people’s mind!”
But Berenson immediately barked, “Shut up, you dirt-”
“What? Are you going to call me your ‘dirty little thing’ again? I’m not that anymore for you!”
“For the record, I was going to call you ‘dirty bitch’! And as I remember it, things weren’t that way! I didn’t force you to do anything!”
“Hey, let’s calm down, ok?” Colby said from the stairs. “Maybe we ca-”
Charlie felt his heart jump inside his chest when two shots were fired. He fell onto the floor, still handcuffed to the chair and taking it with him. He could hear Colby, Liz and Berenson saying things, some of them even screaming…
When Charlie opened his eyes and looked at the scene again, he found Liz lying on the floor with Berenson, covering him with her body. And apparently, they were both fine.
On the other side of the room was Amita, still pointing her gun at them. Her hands were shaking and she was crying. Apparently, she hadn’t had the intention to kill them -at least not yet. She had simply shot at the furniture behind the therapist and the female agent.
“You loved me while you had me, didn’t you, Bob?” she said, her voice breaking.
Berenson didn’t answer.
But Liz did. She suddenly snapped, “As much as I like small-talk, we’ve got a situation here, alright? And you have to understand that it’s over, Amita. It’s over.”
“Who says it is?” Amita demanded. “You? Bob?” She looked at Charlie and Colby. “Them?” Then she turned to Liz again. “I’m the one who decides what…”
“Oh, just look around! You’ve kidnapped an innocent family!” Berenson yelled.
“Hey, stop it!” Liz warned him.
Desperate, Charlie mentally agreed with her. Berenson’s words weren’t going to help fix the situation - in fact, they would only make it get worse. Charlie remembered well what Colby had told him about the man, about what he could be doing to Amita… Now both therapist and patient seemed to be two of a kind.
And Colby had been right. After Berenson’s words, Amita started laughing hysterically, even though she still had the marks of tears on her face. “Oh my god, Bob - unbelievable! You are actually trying to pretend you didn’t contribute to this!”
“I didn’t! You never told me what you were planning to do!”
“And that’s an excuse?” She shook her head. “C’mon, Bob. We both know what happened. We watched those videos of Charlie and Colby together. You never complained!” she added. “In fact, I think that if you’re here, it’s because maybe you fell for me and can’t take the fact that I have other plans…”
“No, I don’t love you, for God’s sake!” Berenson stated waving his hands, in agony and anger. “It was just sex, damn it! We had a deal - a deal you suggested, by the way! All I did was fulfill my part, this insanity is your responsibility!”
Amita wasn’t laughing anymore. Her mouth was curved down, in a horrible expression of anger, pain and disgust. “Ok,” she muttered. She lifted her hand and shot again, one bullet after another, until she spent them all.
Still lying on the floor, Charlie squeezed his eyes, trying not to hear the new screams and the scary sound of shots. He wasn’t good at dealing with these situations. He just wasn’t.
When the shots ended, he waited for Liz and Berenson to talk again. But they didn’t, so he had to find the courage to look around the house in fear for the second time since they had come in.
He didn’t see them. He panicked. Where were they? Were they dead?
“Liz!” Colby yelled, and Charlie saw him lick his lips in anger as he said, “Berenson!”
Finally, both of them came out from behind one of the couches, still alive. Cursing and running her hands through her hair, Amita threw Colby’s gun to the floor and ran to the kitchen.
But there would be a surprise waiting for her when she came out. Charlie nodded when Liz signaled him to stay calm and silent and went to wait for Amita outside the kitchen door.
Liz had her gun. She was ready, and soon she had the kidnapper in her hands. When Amita came out, the female agent was able to put the barrel of her gun against her back.
“I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again. This is over, do you understand?” Liz stated.
Amita smiled sadly and responded, “No. This is just the beginning.”
And then Colby yelled, “She’s got a knife!”
No one had noticed that, and no one could react. Amita didn’t seem to like her little knife anymore, she had taken a big one from the kitchen and she certainly knew how to use it in an attack.
She sank it into Liz’s leg in less than a second, making her scream in pain and drop her gun. The agent ended up lying on the floor, grabbing her leg and cursing, “Damn it!”
All the time, Amita was watching her in admiration. As she smiled, she almost seemed to be enjoying the show. In a moment, she even glanced at Berenson, who simply hid behind the couch again.
Trembling, Charlie held his breath, and he could that Colby was holding his, too. Amita was absolutely out of control, and not even a direct operation seemed to work with her…
But Liz was getting up. She had blood coming out of the wound in her leg, but she still ran a palm over her forehead and looked around.
She looked at Amita’s big knife, and suddenly both women looked at the gun on the ground. Maybe if one of them could get to it…
They seemed to be ready for a real fight, and when they locked eyes with each other, Amita looked like she was pleased to have found a challenging opponent this time.
Outside the house, Don, Megan and David listened to the entire conversation between Liz, Berenson and Amita. Thanks to the bug the therapist had with him, they had access to valuable information that could help them develop a successful strategy.
After hearing the first shots, Don threw his headphones away and ran to the house, yelling, “Charlie! Dad!” but Megan and David held him back.
A few seconds later, he was aware of what he was about to do. He was losing control because his brother was in danger, and he hated the fact that he still couldn’t do anything to get him out of their house.
With her voice breaking, Megan said that she’d love to be able to get in but that they should wait for a sign that told them that Amita was vulnerable and could be taken down. David just nodded, not adding anything else.
“That damn woman!” Don ended up yelling, “I took a bullet for her, and now this is how she thanks me for it?”
He still wanted to break into the house, and he was about to give that order, when Ian Edgerton’s voice came to his ears, through his headphones. The man was with the other snipers in the backyard, and he was saying, “Wait. Listen.”
Desperate, Don put on his headphones again. Inside, there was no sound.
Everyone frowned, and then Ian said, “We’d better hurry up. Whatever happens in that house, is going to get ugly.”
Series: Holding on to a lie, Part 20
Characters: Charlie/Colby, Amita/OMC, Liz, Don, Ian.
Rating: PG-13.
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: None.
Summary: They fight, but they're definitely two of a kind.
Feedback: I love feedback. Every comment is a cup of coffee that keeps me posting. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Numb3rs or anything related to it. But I do own any OCs.
Beta: The wonderful fredbassett. Thank you so much for all the help.
Previous chapter
Next chapter
Holding on to a lie
Part 20: “Two of a kind”
Amita hummed all the time while she was making the cookies, and she didn’t stop when Don’s voice came out of nowhere.
“Amita, Liz is going to come into the house. I want you to know that she’s trying to help you, alright? She only wants the best for you.”
Astonished, Charlie observed his ex-girlfriend still humming, distributing chocolate- evenly in the mixture, then forming a dough and wrapping it.
He looked at Colby, who simply nodded. Charlie opened his mouth to call her name, to make her react…
She turned around and went to the kitchen. Charlie kept his eyes on Colby, who was muttering something, “Stay calm. Don and everyone else are out there.”
Shaking his head, Charlie couldn’t answer; he simply took a deep breath and looked back at Colby, who mouthed, “Stay calm,” again.
In a moment Amita was back, and she started grabbing the apron and the other things she had brought to the table. “I’m chilling the dough for only half an hour, I don’t want you to have to wait for the cookies to be ready.”
When Don’s voice sounded again and she didn’t respond, Charlie couldn’t take it anymore. He muttered, “Amita…” and waited.
“What, Charlie?” she said in her sweetest voice.
“Don’s talking…”
Somewhat relieved, Charlie realised that she was actually listening. According to his brother, Liz was about to come in…
Amita started breathing hard. Clearly aware of the situation now.
The door opened and Liz came on the scene - but there was someone else behind her.
Bob Berenson.
With a quick movement, Amita took Colby’s gun from the table and pointed it at them. “Bob? What the hell are you doing here?” she snapped. “I told you to go away…”
Licking his lips, Berenson put his hands up and said, “Hey, I’m not here because I want to, ok?” in a very harsh voice.
She clenched her teeth, her lips trembling, and asked, “Damn it, tell me truth - what are you doing here?”
“I…”
“Did you come here to destroy what was already mine?”
Looking surprised, Berenson glanced at Liz, who slowly started to reach for something behind her back. Charlie assumed it was a gun she had put inside her pants, and he swallowed, just imagining what could happen inside the house if she used it.
Liz nodded and Berenson looked back at Amita. “No, I didn’t come here to hurt you in any way. I don’t…”
“Ah, so you also came here to play your role, huh?” she said, coming around the table and getting closer to him and Liz. “You came here as the great Bob Berenson, the one who solves everyone’s problems, when all you are is a manipulator who knows exactly how to twist people’s mind!”
But Berenson immediately barked, “Shut up, you dirt-”
“What? Are you going to call me your ‘dirty little thing’ again? I’m not that anymore for you!”
“For the record, I was going to call you ‘dirty bitch’! And as I remember it, things weren’t that way! I didn’t force you to do anything!”
“Hey, let’s calm down, ok?” Colby said from the stairs. “Maybe we ca-”
Charlie felt his heart jump inside his chest when two shots were fired. He fell onto the floor, still handcuffed to the chair and taking it with him. He could hear Colby, Liz and Berenson saying things, some of them even screaming…
When Charlie opened his eyes and looked at the scene again, he found Liz lying on the floor with Berenson, covering him with her body. And apparently, they were both fine.
On the other side of the room was Amita, still pointing her gun at them. Her hands were shaking and she was crying. Apparently, she hadn’t had the intention to kill them -at least not yet. She had simply shot at the furniture behind the therapist and the female agent.
“You loved me while you had me, didn’t you, Bob?” she said, her voice breaking.
Berenson didn’t answer.
But Liz did. She suddenly snapped, “As much as I like small-talk, we’ve got a situation here, alright? And you have to understand that it’s over, Amita. It’s over.”
“Who says it is?” Amita demanded. “You? Bob?” She looked at Charlie and Colby. “Them?” Then she turned to Liz again. “I’m the one who decides what…”
“Oh, just look around! You’ve kidnapped an innocent family!” Berenson yelled.
“Hey, stop it!” Liz warned him.
Desperate, Charlie mentally agreed with her. Berenson’s words weren’t going to help fix the situation - in fact, they would only make it get worse. Charlie remembered well what Colby had told him about the man, about what he could be doing to Amita… Now both therapist and patient seemed to be two of a kind.
And Colby had been right. After Berenson’s words, Amita started laughing hysterically, even though she still had the marks of tears on her face. “Oh my god, Bob - unbelievable! You are actually trying to pretend you didn’t contribute to this!”
“I didn’t! You never told me what you were planning to do!”
“And that’s an excuse?” She shook her head. “C’mon, Bob. We both know what happened. We watched those videos of Charlie and Colby together. You never complained!” she added. “In fact, I think that if you’re here, it’s because maybe you fell for me and can’t take the fact that I have other plans…”
“No, I don’t love you, for God’s sake!” Berenson stated waving his hands, in agony and anger. “It was just sex, damn it! We had a deal - a deal you suggested, by the way! All I did was fulfill my part, this insanity is your responsibility!”
Amita wasn’t laughing anymore. Her mouth was curved down, in a horrible expression of anger, pain and disgust. “Ok,” she muttered. She lifted her hand and shot again, one bullet after another, until she spent them all.
Still lying on the floor, Charlie squeezed his eyes, trying not to hear the new screams and the scary sound of shots. He wasn’t good at dealing with these situations. He just wasn’t.
When the shots ended, he waited for Liz and Berenson to talk again. But they didn’t, so he had to find the courage to look around the house in fear for the second time since they had come in.
He didn’t see them. He panicked. Where were they? Were they dead?
“Liz!” Colby yelled, and Charlie saw him lick his lips in anger as he said, “Berenson!”
Finally, both of them came out from behind one of the couches, still alive. Cursing and running her hands through her hair, Amita threw Colby’s gun to the floor and ran to the kitchen.
But there would be a surprise waiting for her when she came out. Charlie nodded when Liz signaled him to stay calm and silent and went to wait for Amita outside the kitchen door.
Liz had her gun. She was ready, and soon she had the kidnapper in her hands. When Amita came out, the female agent was able to put the barrel of her gun against her back.
“I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again. This is over, do you understand?” Liz stated.
Amita smiled sadly and responded, “No. This is just the beginning.”
And then Colby yelled, “She’s got a knife!”
No one had noticed that, and no one could react. Amita didn’t seem to like her little knife anymore, she had taken a big one from the kitchen and she certainly knew how to use it in an attack.
She sank it into Liz’s leg in less than a second, making her scream in pain and drop her gun. The agent ended up lying on the floor, grabbing her leg and cursing, “Damn it!”
All the time, Amita was watching her in admiration. As she smiled, she almost seemed to be enjoying the show. In a moment, she even glanced at Berenson, who simply hid behind the couch again.
Trembling, Charlie held his breath, and he could that Colby was holding his, too. Amita was absolutely out of control, and not even a direct operation seemed to work with her…
But Liz was getting up. She had blood coming out of the wound in her leg, but she still ran a palm over her forehead and looked around.
She looked at Amita’s big knife, and suddenly both women looked at the gun on the ground. Maybe if one of them could get to it…
They seemed to be ready for a real fight, and when they locked eyes with each other, Amita looked like she was pleased to have found a challenging opponent this time.
Outside the house, Don, Megan and David listened to the entire conversation between Liz, Berenson and Amita. Thanks to the bug the therapist had with him, they had access to valuable information that could help them develop a successful strategy.
After hearing the first shots, Don threw his headphones away and ran to the house, yelling, “Charlie! Dad!” but Megan and David held him back.
A few seconds later, he was aware of what he was about to do. He was losing control because his brother was in danger, and he hated the fact that he still couldn’t do anything to get him out of their house.
With her voice breaking, Megan said that she’d love to be able to get in but that they should wait for a sign that told them that Amita was vulnerable and could be taken down. David just nodded, not adding anything else.
“That damn woman!” Don ended up yelling, “I took a bullet for her, and now this is how she thanks me for it?”
He still wanted to break into the house, and he was about to give that order, when Ian Edgerton’s voice came to his ears, through his headphones. The man was with the other snipers in the backyard, and he was saying, “Wait. Listen.”
Desperate, Don put on his headphones again. Inside, there was no sound.
Everyone frowned, and then Ian said, “We’d better hurry up. Whatever happens in that house, is going to get ugly.”