I do not own Numb3rs I do not own any of it's characters.
A slight crossover here. Actually more a homage to Dinotopia.
Alas don't own that either. Breathe Deep Seek Peace.
Continuing the adventures of the Downsized Agent Granger.
Colby had watched an unusual tv program. It was on over several days. He'd never really
been that interested in Dinosuars. When he'd really been a kid. His father had frowned
on such things. Academia was for Sissys. Colby had always been steered, nay forced
to do sport. Like his older brothers. But since his second childhood had begun. New things
appealed to him. Apart from the not going out thing. David was pretty laid back.
Mind you He'd been pretty peeved When Colby had smartly circumnavigated his restrictions
But once he had directoral permission. There wasn't a lot David could do. Of course
he still wasn't allowed to go any further than the FBI garden. But Colby was working on that.
He'd already discovered a couple of weak spots in the garden's fencing. All he was doing
now was biding his time Watching and waiting for his opportunity.
But for the previous three days It had rained heavily across the whole of California.
Meaning even the garden wasn't an option. Which was why Colby had resorted to watching
tv and hence discovered Dinosaurs. The concept of riding on the back of a flying one was
more enticing than his skateboard.
Curious now about the giant creatures of yore. He began using the internet to study them further
and this was how. He learned of the Los Angeles Museum and that it had a very fine
collection of dinosaur skeletons.
Colby sat on his sofa and pondered the subject. He pretty much knew that David would agree
to take him to the museum on his next day off. But as he was now relief supervisor. That could
be any time between now and doomsday. Colby was getting sick of constantly have to
wait. For everyone to make time for him. His thoughts again turned to the small gap.
Where one wall ended and the other began. Could he squeeze through it? But then it hit him.
He'd seen it a hundred or more times. There was an easier way. He gave a small grin, then
started to plan. His best bet was to go on a school day. Colby was pretty sure that every school
in the state. At some point or other visited the museum. He reasoned that on an average day.
There had to be at least four bus loads. Milling about down town. He opened his wardrobe and
surveyed his new clothing As he'd hoped there was a smart dark suit. Colby wasn't going to bother
with the jacket. A plain dark sweater over a white shirt coupled with the black trousers.
Would probably be sufficient for him to pass as an ordinary school kid.
Now he was ready. He just had to hope that a heavy case came in. One that would keep.
David, Don and Ian distracted and out in the field. In between Ken Darrow clocking off and
David arriving for work the next morning. Colby once more visited the ATM in the lobby.
There was a security officer manning the front desk. But he was asleep at his post and so didn't
see the boy. Draw two hundred dollars from his account. Another two days passed Then!
Fate aided Colby A virulent Gastric Flu began to infect the building. Agent's dropped by the
dozen David and Ian went down first then the girls and Don. Seniority in the Squad room was
passed over to the head of Cold case. He was the sole remaining supervisor unaffected.
He was so hard pushed Keeping the Agency running. He gave no thought whatsoever
To one small boy with big plans.