Continuing the adventures of the downsized and newly adopted Colby Granger
I do not own NCIS or Colby Granger. I just like to play in their world.
New Life introduces a few characters of my own devising as well as the more familiar faces
Often seen around NCIS and the Navy Yard.
A very slight and ever dwindling Numb3rs crossover.
Not Canon. Characters seriously OOC
Please remember this is AU. So if you don't like my stories Just by pass them by in the
Hometime came. Jethro was taking a turn collecting Colby and Joni. Both children came
out of school smiling. Jethro swelled up with pride As his son showed him his first house point slip.
"Well done! I'm very pleased," He said After he had dropped Joni off next door.
Jethro took the small piece of paper and stuck it on the fridge. But then he eyed Colby's
recorder. "How did you manage to play that with a broken arm?"
Colby smiled. I sort of just rested it on the plaster in my palm and played the tune with my right hand.
It was only four notes." He demonstrated the technique. Gibbs was quietly impressed and more than
a little pleased. His new son was settling in nicely. Although he did say that using his poem, to cover
his weeekly report, was sort of cheating. Colby grinned. By now his main things had arrived
From the FBI. Jethro inspected his collection of Army dolls. As he stood them on an empty shelf.
"You're going to impress your new Grandpa come the weekend. He collects these too.
Although! He tends to stick with the historical figures."
"You mean like the Civil War ones?" Colby asked
"Yes!" Then Gibbs frowned at Colby's display.. "What no Marine Sniper?"
"That one's really hard to find. I've been searching for one, For nearly a year ." Jethro patted his head.
"I'll have Tim at work run a search On the web for you." Colby positively shone at the promise.