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
Sorry for the upload delay. I contracted a nasty and had to have an operation.
Man! Hospitals suck.
Morning came and Colby had to go to school. Once in the playground
He began regaling his small group of friends with tales of his afternoon out
Nearby Celia listened and scowled. She wasn't much interested in the
'Civil War Stuff' But she was jealous that Colby had been taken some where
special and treated. Celia liked to always be the centre of attention. That
she wasn't, and Colby was, really rankled. But she didn't dare say anything
to the smaller child. His dad was a cop. "A well 'portant one!" Celia was
scared of him. School really dragged for Colby. He'd grown to like his
new grandfather and wanted to spend his time with him. Not chanting out. A boring
liturny of Multiplication tables. Finally though school ended. Colby dashed gleefully
down the school path. To the main entrance. Jackson was waiting. He waved and
smiled then caught Colby. As he threw himself into his arms.
Jethro smiled at his son as he came home from work, the boy and his grandfather
were both sitting on the floor in the lounge. Spread around them were Kolby's
army dolls. The man and boy were deep into a discussion about the different
merits of each one. Jethro smiled indulgently at the two most important people
in his life. Although now he was wondering about how Colby was going
to react, come Sunday. When Jackson had to go home.
The morning came. Jethro drove his dad and Colby to the airport. He hugged
his father Noting Jackson was almost tearful Jethro had only once before seen
him cry. That had been at Shannon and Kelly's funeral. Colby clung to Jackson's
hand to the very last minute. He leaned down and gave the boy one last hug.
"It's only a month until the school holidays." Colby sniffed and nodded
"Then I can come and stay with you?"
"You sure can, and we'll do all the things I promised. Go fishing in my boat,
Look for dinosaurs up in the hills."
"And ghosts. We'll go look for them too."
"Absolutely! Out at the old Stillwater Haunted Mine."
Then the tannoy burst into life. Jackson's flight was being called. He hugged Colby
one last time. Then his son and cautioned
"You take real good care of my Grandson Jethro. Real good care."
"I will dad. I promise."
Then Jackson turned and picked up his bag. Colby waved until he turned the corner
then dashed to the window overlooking the the tarmac outside. He saw his grandfather
walk out. The old man paused and looked up Colby waved again. So did Jackson
Then he mounted the steps. Jethro waited until the plane was a distant speck in the sky
Before he prised Colby away from the window To take him home.
"You okay son?"
"Yeah! I'm good and like Gramps said. It's only a month." Jethro pulled the boy to his hip
and cuddled him tightly. He never now thought of Colby as anything except his little boy
A little boy that had finally banished the aching chasm. That the deaths of Shannon and Kelly
had left in his heart.