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browngirlTitle: A Woman Named Infinity
Fandom: Numb3rs
Pairing/Characters: Amita Ramanujan / Charlie Eppes
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Spoilers: none, beyond general S2-S3 developments
Notes/Warnings: Het. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
numb3rs100 Past Prompt #1: Conversation. Dedicated to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
solvent90, who gave me the plotbunny and so much more.
Disclaimer: These characters and their settings do not belong to me.
"I found out what your name means," Charlie said, his calm tone of voice completely unchanged. He'd been listing notable works on matroid theory, and Amita absentmindedly started to write this down too before she really heard him, blinked, and looked up.
Fingers steepled, head tipped back, he still could have been discussing math. "I mean, I stopped by Asian and African Languages and asked around a bit." Except for his wide dark eyes, his intent gaze focused on her. "Sanskrit's a beautiful language."
She nodded vaguely, trying to figure out where he was headed this time, what progression might involve Sanskrit and combinatorics, let alone her name. "And it's kind of appropriate," Charlie continued, his pace as steady and planned as a lecture, "for a mathematician to be in love with a woman named 'Infinity'. Isn't it?"
Amita opened her mouth, not so much to say anything as because she was struck breathless, an accelerating burst of warmth expanding in her chest. Had he-- he really had. "Charlie," she gasped, already on her feet, and his slightly unsteady smile opened into a grin as she landed on his lap, his eyes sparkling and bottomless as he wrapped his arms tightly around her.
Fandom: Numb3rs
Pairing/Characters: Amita Ramanujan / Charlie Eppes
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Spoilers: none, beyond general S2-S3 developments
Notes/Warnings: Het. For
numb3rs100 Past Prompt #1: Conversation. Dedicated to solvent90, who gave me the plotbunny and so much more.Disclaimer: These characters and their settings do not belong to me.
"I found out what your name means," Charlie said, his calm tone of voice completely unchanged. He'd been listing notable works on matroid theory, and Amita absentmindedly started to write this down too before she really heard him, blinked, and looked up.
Fingers steepled, head tipped back, he still could have been discussing math. "I mean, I stopped by Asian and African Languages and asked around a bit." Except for his wide dark eyes, his intent gaze focused on her. "Sanskrit's a beautiful language."
She nodded vaguely, trying to figure out where he was headed this time, what progression might involve Sanskrit and combinatorics, let alone her name. "And it's kind of appropriate," Charlie continued, his pace as steady and planned as a lecture, "for a mathematician to be in love with a woman named 'Infinity'. Isn't it?"
Amita opened her mouth, not so much to say anything as because she was struck breathless, an accelerating burst of warmth expanding in her chest. Had he-- he really had. "Charlie," she gasped, already on her feet, and his slightly unsteady smile opened into a grin as she landed on his lap, his eyes sparkling and bottomless as he wrapped his arms tightly around her.
