Revival (Graceland Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1

AN: Hope you all enjoy this journey. Thanks to Momezilla for reading this chapter over for me. I will be posting updates Friday mornings until this is complete. Feedback would be much appreciated. 

Hello from the other side. I must have called a thousand times to tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done. But when I call you never seem to be home. Hello from the outside. At least I can say that I've tried to tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart. But it don't matter. It clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore. Hello ~ Adele

Charlie Demarco found her phone and turned the alarm off. Staring at her handsome, dark haired companion she tossed the phone back onto her nightstand. She settled back down, resting on his bare chest with her hands under her chin. "Time for me to leave," he crooned.

"Time for us both to get ready for work," Charlie corrected him. She teased his collar bone with her fingertips. Charlie would gladly have spent the entire day in bed with him. She kissed the middle of his chest. He brought his hands up her shoulders to cup her neck. With his thumbs he lifted her face to his.

"We could grab a shower," he grinned wickedly.

"And then we'd never get to work on time," she pushed herself up off of him. He groaned and sat up.

He got up and grabbed his slacks, and boxers that were on the footboard of her bed. He put them on. His socks he found on the floor and slipped them into his back pocket. Charlie wrapped a silk robe around herself to walk him to her door.

Down the stairs they hit the living room. He fingered his shirt that had landed on the couch and nimbly retrieved it. Charlie leaned on her bedroom doorframe and watched his muscles as his moved. "Why does this always happen at your place and not mine?" he quipped.

"Maybe because someone insists on following me to make sure I get home safely," Charlie teased, "And they say chivalry is dead."

He chuckled as he slipped his polo shirt over his head. He held out his hand and she went to him. They walked to her front door.

She opened the door. He hung back for just a moment. "Are you sure I can't talk you into breakfast?" he offered.

Charlie rested her hands on his chest, "Isn't that what we ate at the diner around three this morning?"

"Seriously, there is a great bagel place in route," he added.

"How about a rain check?" she played with his collar.

His shoulders dropped. "All right," he replied.

Charlie pushed up on her toes and kissed him. "See you later," she said.

"That is if you're not sick of me," he replied.

Charlie laughed. "Even if I was where could I hide? You know the city better than I do," she pointed out.

"True. Plus, I did kind of help you find this condo," he pulled away reluctantly. He grabbed another glance at her over his shoulder as he headed for the elevators.

She smiled at him until the elevator doors hid him. Charlie turned around and went back into her condo. Yep. So far she was loving the move back east.

~*~*~

Mike Warren thought to himself walking along the familiar halls of his old, new workplace. Quite a few things changed in his absence. The most drastic changes however were in the man. Mike wondered if every agent he passed could see right through him. He was a shell of his former self. The bright, rising star fell pretty hard. Maybe here Mike could return to who he used to be- if there was any of him left. He made his way to his desk. His new partner, Wes Clarke, sat at the desk opposite him. "Morning, Mike," Wes greeted looking up from his computer screen.