Numb3rs fic- Made of Porcelain (Colby Granger)
Title: Made of Porcelain
Author: 1000traenen
Summary: It was the eyes…
Rating: FRT
Prompt: #2- lowered lashes
Disclaimer: Since you don’t see stuff like this on TV, suffice it to say that they aren’t mine.
Spoilers: none.
A/N: For the 2x5obsessions comm. Link to my table. Not beta’d, so all mistakes are mine.
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Colby looked down at the body lying on the pavement. He’d never seen the face before, but he knew he’d be seeing those eyes again. He’d see them in the crime scene photographs that would be plastered in the war room, he’d see them in the files he’d look over and read countless times…he’d see them when he closed his own eyes at night. Those eyes would look at him accusingly, asking him, “Why are you resting when I can’t? Why aren’t you doing your job to find my murderer and give my family some closure?”
“Hey, Don,” he said suddenly, catching the other agent by surprise.
“Yeah, what’s up?” Don asked, and Colby knew he was being eyed curiously, even through his supervisor’s sunglasses.
“We got all the photos of the body we need, right?”
“Yeah, why?” Don asked, taking off his sunglasses and hooking them onto his shirt.
Don watched as Colby knelt down, placing his hand on the dead girl’s forehead for a moment, then slipped his hand down to her shattered nose. Colby then moved his hand, subconsciously wiping it on his thigh. After a few seconds, Colby stood up, but his gaze was still on the girl.
“Hey, you okay?” Don asked, moving to stand next to his young agent.
“It was the eyes, man…”
“I know what you mean,” Don nodded as Colby trailed off. “C’mon, we’ve got a lead on the driver.”
With a final look at the girl’s face, Colby now noticed not the eyes, but how her dark lashes contrasted with her porcelain white skin. He took a deep breath, then followed Don back to the SUV and away from the scene.
FIN
Author: 1000traenen
Summary: It was the eyes…
Rating: FRT
Prompt: #2- lowered lashes
Disclaimer: Since you don’t see stuff like this on TV, suffice it to say that they aren’t mine.
Spoilers: none.
A/N: For the 2x5obsessions comm. Link to my table. Not beta’d, so all mistakes are mine.
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Colby looked down at the body lying on the pavement. He’d never seen the face before, but he knew he’d be seeing those eyes again. He’d see them in the crime scene photographs that would be plastered in the war room, he’d see them in the files he’d look over and read countless times…he’d see them when he closed his own eyes at night. Those eyes would look at him accusingly, asking him, “Why are you resting when I can’t? Why aren’t you doing your job to find my murderer and give my family some closure?”
“Hey, Don,” he said suddenly, catching the other agent by surprise.
“Yeah, what’s up?” Don asked, and Colby knew he was being eyed curiously, even through his supervisor’s sunglasses.
“We got all the photos of the body we need, right?”
“Yeah, why?” Don asked, taking off his sunglasses and hooking them onto his shirt.
Don watched as Colby knelt down, placing his hand on the dead girl’s forehead for a moment, then slipped his hand down to her shattered nose. Colby then moved his hand, subconsciously wiping it on his thigh. After a few seconds, Colby stood up, but his gaze was still on the girl.
“Hey, you okay?” Don asked, moving to stand next to his young agent.
“It was the eyes, man…”
“I know what you mean,” Don nodded as Colby trailed off. “C’mon, we’ve got a lead on the driver.”
With a final look at the girl’s face, Colby now noticed not the eyes, but how her dark lashes contrasted with her porcelain white skin. He took a deep breath, then followed Don back to the SUV and away from the scene.
FIN