Distribution: The Nook, TtH
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, no money made, no characters created.
Spoilers: NUMB3RS season 3, Season 7 of BtVS
Summary: It’s all in how you define the terms.
Colby Granger loved to run, he loved the adrenaline of the chase. When none of his teammates were watching, Colby would posture his body in such a way that would insure that the object of their search would run, guilty or not. He was good at communicating the non-verbal cues. He was good at communicating to the sub-conscious of another human being. With the exception of females –who listened to the wrong part of their sub-conscious, Colby could reasonably know what was going through a person’s head at the most basic level.
He was damn good.
He was a damn good FBI agent. He was also a damn good triple agent against the Chinese. And those secrets were nothing compared to the Big One.
Every so often, he toyed with the idea of mentioning the truth to the Eppes brothers, and then he’d have to prove it. It’d be funny to see Charlie’s head explode. Every time, Colby kept the secret for a little longer. Maybe speaking the Big One aloud would make it real.
Who was he kidding? The Big One was all too real and it wanted to come out and play –Now
And it was all the kid’s fault. He was standing by Colby’s Jeep, waiting. His familiar scent teased Colby’s nose. The Army Ranger-turned-FBI-agent had never set eyes on the kid before, but Colby knew what he smelled like, what he talked like and what he wrote like. When he had survived being mauled by Big Foot and woken up in a cage surrounded by friendly strangers, this kid had saved his sanity. With his stupid wooden beads, meditation techniques and calm advice, this kid had convinced Colby that he could not only survive in the ‘real world’, he could thrive.
Colby had thrived. So if the kid was calling in his marker, he would have to temporarily abandon his make-shift, FBI-Pack and pay up.
Colby stood in front of the kid who was wise in so many ways. “Oz,” he said.
The kid looked up at him, tilted his head. “Hey.”