Here I want to show you the beginning of this fanfiction. I think that will come in a few weeks ... so you can read it completly:

Charles Barker needed time for himself, time to recover his strenght and to think about his next steps. He knew his enemy well, maybe too well. He knew that someone was waiting at the meeting point to kill him........ but he does not knew who had given the order. But he has an idea and she is really good. Now he will disappear for a while till things calmed down. Charles Barker entered his car and drove through the night.

First of all he wanted to bring some space behind him. Away from Chicago.......best out of the country. Maybe he should take a break......just thinking about himself and clear his head. Charles begun to have the feeling that God and the entire world are hunting him. While he was driving through the night he decided to make a holiday. This would not solve his problems, but he will make better decisions if he will be relaxed. He needed help, but whom can he trust right now?
He knew who and he knew he would get the help and support he needed without having to ask for long. And he knew that he would not talk to anyone about all this.

He was tired and exhausted as he arrived at his destination early in the morning. He felt some doubts during the journey, but he had no other choice. He turned into the entrance of the house and hoped that someone would be home. Charles was sure that no one had followed him. He took a longer road, which needed him two more hours to arrive. The house laid hidden so no one could see the car, which gave him some extra safety. But how will he react? Charles got very nervous, he parked the car and went to the house. It seemed to take an eternity till he heard noises from inside the house. Thank God, someone was home. Charles had not dared to make a phone call, because he didn't want to be pushed back, it was long ago since he last called, but hopefully not too long.

There he stood in front of him, half a head taller than Charles.......the hair hang uncombed to his shoulders and one could see that Charles had waked him up. He looked at Charles with a questioning face, than he lifted one eyebrow and started to smile. He turned back into the house and let the door open. “If you want a coffee, you have to wait a moment. I did not expect high visitors so early in the morning.”
Charles followed him: “I am sorry that I could not call you. Have I waked you up?”
“ No, of course not. I am always awake at 4'o clock in the morning to wait for you. What are you doing here? Are you in trouble?”
Charles gave him a questioning look, he never understood why the other one always seems to know at once what is going on.
“What is it? Have you lost your speech? You are normally not that quiet, little brother. Don't stand around like that, the cups

It is wrote in english and in german ...