Fic: Fixed [8, 9/9] (Colby/OFC, PG)
When I wrote this...somehow, it didn't seem THIS long. This is ridiculous. haha. But, it's all out there...read it...don't read it...I'll still ♥ you all. :) Comments, criticisms, suggestions, random luff...all are welcome.
Prompt: Fixed PART VIII of IX, un-beta'd
Fandom: Numb3rs (don't own it...wish I did though)
Characters/Pairings: OFC-Callie/Colby
Spoilers: None
Summary:She was his home...and if he were truly lucky - she always would be.
Rating: PG (inferred nudity and adult situations ^^)
A soft, slow smiled crossed her face even though she wasn’t quite awake yet. She was still twilighting between dream and waking - but even here, she felt the warmth of the body stretched out behind her. He was there. Just as she had wanted him to be so many mornings, he was there. Her body instinctively moved, stretching languidly as the cool sheets brushed over her skin before she snuggled herself further back against him, needing his warmth…wanting to absorb every delicious inch of his skin against hers.
He’d been watching her sleep - too afraid to close his eyes for fear he’d wake up and find that it had all been a dream. But as her body wiggled back against him, he let out a soft moan - loving the way her curves fit so perfectly against his own…knowing he’d missed this, he’d missed her. As she furrowed herself further against him, his own need to be close to her awoke within him. His leg moved to wrap about hers, drawing her closer even as the arm that was tucked under her neck curled around her to take hold of her shoulder and the arm about her waist tightened. He was pulling her in, completely encasing her within his clutches and completely content to do so.
Callie felt his tender lips gently brushing over the bare skin of her shoulder and she sighed contentedly just before she moved to turn in his arms.
“Good morning,” she breathed without even opening her eyes as she buried her head against his chest, threading her legs into his as her arms slipped around him to encase him.
“It certainly is,” came his love worn and sleep deprived reply. He could feel her smiling against him as she enjoyed the sound of his voice in the quiet room and he moved to kiss the top of her head, tightening his all encompassing embrace.
He closed his eyes as he enjoyed this quiet moment between them…the sound of her even breathing as she continued to float between sleeping and being awake, the ocean crashing distantly outside the windows, his own heart beating to match hers as he held her against him. God, he had missed this…he thought taking a deep breath before finally letting himself relax against her.
Just as it seemed he would finally drift into sleep, her voice once more broke the quiet in the room. “Colby?”
“Yeah baby?” he breathed, still not opening his eyes.
“I want you to go back to David’s.”
Had she thrown him into the wintry waters of the Pacific just outside their door, it would have come as less of a shock to him than her words. His eyes immediately came open and for the moment, it seemed his heart had stopped beating…while his breath held in his throat. What had he done? What had made her change her mind? Had they not talked long into the night about what had happened…about what they both wanted…about how they would work on this together? Had they not made love…slowly… nearly until the day broke the horizon before they finally let their bodies rest?
When it seemed he’d stopped breathing, Callie instantly looked up into his face and realized in her sleep laden haze, she’d not completely finished her sentence. “I want you to go back to David’s and get your things,” she sighed and would have giggled at the instant relief that washed over his entire body had she not felt guilty for scaring him in the first place.
Even though her words jump started his heart once more, allowing him to take a deep breath as every muscle in his body once again relaxed beside her, he looked at her unblinking. He wasn’t exactly sure what she was saying and he didn’t want to make any assumptions. The last thing he wanted right now was another scare like she’d just given him.
When he still didn’t say anything, Callie readjusted her length beside him - moving them so her weight more fully pressed him into the bed so that she could look down into his eyes. “Colby, whatever it is we have to work on…whatever we still need to fix, I want to work on it with you here…with me…at home.”
“At home,” he repeated finally affording himself a smile…knowing he was home. Not just in this house, but with her…she was his home - and if he was truly lucky, she always would be.
Prompt: Fixed PART IX of IX, un-beta'd
Fandom: Numb3rs (don't own it...wish I did though)
Characters/Pairings: OFC-Callie/Colby
Spoilers: None
Summary:There seemed to be just one thing missing...
Rating: G
Author's Notes: This is perhaps the not so dramatic conclusion to the Broken/Fixed prompt...It's the first story I've ever finished - which is why it was a big deal for me to share it (nervously). Beware...it's Callie. It's Colby. It's schmoopy. :)
Five weeks. Five blissful weeks it had been since Callie had given him back his heart, his home…his life. He’d moved back in - not just into her life, but to his home and back to his team. Every thing was different now….different, but better. Now, he was just an FBI agent…with no secret motives, no secret assignments. His sole purpose was to serve the greater good of L.A. and the greater, more delicious needs of one Callasandra Walker. Every thing was out in the open. Every one in his life knew all that was to be known. There was no need to fear attachment. There was no more need to wander. He had found his place here - in this city, on this team, in this house, with Callie.
There seemed to be just one thing missing, he thought with a smile as he wrapped the blanket more tightly around Callie as she sat in front of him. She was wrapped in his arms as they sat together in the sand of the beach that existed behind the house they shared, watching as the setting sun gave way to the darkness of night. Instinctively she relaxed back against him, smiling as she tilted her head just enough that he could gently nibble the skin of her neck before resting his head against her shoulder.
Spring had finally come to southern California. There was a gentle fragrance of fresh blossoms carried on the evening air. The seagulls were crying in the distance. The evening tide was coming to shore, stroking the coast with a steady rhythm that seemed to synchronize with the beating of his own heart. And before them, the sun sunk slowly into the distant horizon - casting a familiar orange brilliance over the world and leaving a trail of beautiful pastels which gently kissed the tips of clouds and filled the sky with magnificence.
The last time he’d asked her this question, they’d been surrounded by her friends and family. He remembered it as a perfect afternoon. He’d been given Lt. Gary Walker’s blessing and before her father and every one else she loved, he had dropped to one knee and spoken those four little words that at that point changed his life forever.
This time, however, he didn’t want all the pomp and circumstance. Given every thing they’d been through…every thing they’d fought to hold on to, there was no need for a big show. It was meant to happen - just the two of them, in a quiet moment just like this. And he could feel his heartbeat accelerate even as he tightened his hold on her once more.
As though she sensed the change in him, she turned so that she could see him…so that she could look into his eyes to know that he was alright. And when she saw the way that he was smiling - his eyes tenderly holding her as though he were memorizing this exact moment, she felt her cheeks slightly fill with color even as she flashed him a brilliant smile…a smile whose radiance nearly drown out the setting sun and a smile that Colby knew was reserved only for him. This was his moment, he thought moving forward to gently kiss her cheek before his lips brushed gently over her ear.
“Marry me, Cal?” he sighed, his voice rasping with the excitement he felt surging through him.
She’d waited to hear him say those words since the day she’d accepted him back into her life and even though she expected them, they still cut through her - filling her with an excitement and a love that only he had ever shown her. The question was simple. And so was her answer.
“Yes,” she breathed, tilting her head once more to look at him.
His eyes held her for a moment as a new warmth stole through him and brought with it a soft slow smile that gradually spread across his face as he accepted her words into his heart. Once more…she’d said yes. And once more…he knew he was the luckiest man alive.
Carefully, his eyes never leaving hers, he moved his hand into his pocket - withdrawing from it the ring he’d kept since that fateful day when she’d given it back. It was her ring - the one that he had made just for her and as he revealed it to her outside the confines of the blanket, the setting sun cast its colors into the trio of diamonds and it seemed for a fleeting moment, he’d captured a star to give just to her.
Callie sighed as she extended her hand for him. And as he slipped the ring back onto her finger, knowing without looking that it was hers…the one she’d longed to wear, she tightened her hand around his and turned to kiss his cheek. “Still perfect for me,” she softly answered. “Just like you…”
He closed his eyes a moment and savored the feel of her lips against him before he once more wrapped both his arms about her waist and pulled her closer to him. “And just like me…it’s finally back where it belongs,” he smiled, giving her a gentle squeeze. He savored the contented way she sighed once more before relaxing back against him as the two continued to watch the setting sun as it disappeared into the distant water and left a blanket of stars in a blackened sky in its wake.
Prompt: Fixed PART VIII of IX, un-beta'd
Fandom: Numb3rs (don't own it...wish I did though)
Characters/Pairings: OFC-Callie/Colby
Spoilers: None
Summary:She was his home...and if he were truly lucky - she always would be.
Rating: PG (inferred nudity and adult situations ^^)
A soft, slow smiled crossed her face even though she wasn’t quite awake yet. She was still twilighting between dream and waking - but even here, she felt the warmth of the body stretched out behind her. He was there. Just as she had wanted him to be so many mornings, he was there. Her body instinctively moved, stretching languidly as the cool sheets brushed over her skin before she snuggled herself further back against him, needing his warmth…wanting to absorb every delicious inch of his skin against hers.
He’d been watching her sleep - too afraid to close his eyes for fear he’d wake up and find that it had all been a dream. But as her body wiggled back against him, he let out a soft moan - loving the way her curves fit so perfectly against his own…knowing he’d missed this, he’d missed her. As she furrowed herself further against him, his own need to be close to her awoke within him. His leg moved to wrap about hers, drawing her closer even as the arm that was tucked under her neck curled around her to take hold of her shoulder and the arm about her waist tightened. He was pulling her in, completely encasing her within his clutches and completely content to do so.
Callie felt his tender lips gently brushing over the bare skin of her shoulder and she sighed contentedly just before she moved to turn in his arms.
“Good morning,” she breathed without even opening her eyes as she buried her head against his chest, threading her legs into his as her arms slipped around him to encase him.
“It certainly is,” came his love worn and sleep deprived reply. He could feel her smiling against him as she enjoyed the sound of his voice in the quiet room and he moved to kiss the top of her head, tightening his all encompassing embrace.
He closed his eyes as he enjoyed this quiet moment between them…the sound of her even breathing as she continued to float between sleeping and being awake, the ocean crashing distantly outside the windows, his own heart beating to match hers as he held her against him. God, he had missed this…he thought taking a deep breath before finally letting himself relax against her.
Just as it seemed he would finally drift into sleep, her voice once more broke the quiet in the room. “Colby?”
“Yeah baby?” he breathed, still not opening his eyes.
“I want you to go back to David’s.”
Had she thrown him into the wintry waters of the Pacific just outside their door, it would have come as less of a shock to him than her words. His eyes immediately came open and for the moment, it seemed his heart had stopped beating…while his breath held in his throat. What had he done? What had made her change her mind? Had they not talked long into the night about what had happened…about what they both wanted…about how they would work on this together? Had they not made love…slowly… nearly until the day broke the horizon before they finally let their bodies rest?
When it seemed he’d stopped breathing, Callie instantly looked up into his face and realized in her sleep laden haze, she’d not completely finished her sentence. “I want you to go back to David’s and get your things,” she sighed and would have giggled at the instant relief that washed over his entire body had she not felt guilty for scaring him in the first place.
Even though her words jump started his heart once more, allowing him to take a deep breath as every muscle in his body once again relaxed beside her, he looked at her unblinking. He wasn’t exactly sure what she was saying and he didn’t want to make any assumptions. The last thing he wanted right now was another scare like she’d just given him.
When he still didn’t say anything, Callie readjusted her length beside him - moving them so her weight more fully pressed him into the bed so that she could look down into his eyes. “Colby, whatever it is we have to work on…whatever we still need to fix, I want to work on it with you here…with me…at home.”
“At home,” he repeated finally affording himself a smile…knowing he was home. Not just in this house, but with her…she was his home - and if he was truly lucky, she always would be.
Prompt: Fixed PART IX of IX, un-beta'd
Fandom: Numb3rs (don't own it...wish I did though)
Characters/Pairings: OFC-Callie/Colby
Spoilers: None
Summary:There seemed to be just one thing missing...
Rating: G
Author's Notes: This is perhaps the not so dramatic conclusion to the Broken/Fixed prompt...It's the first story I've ever finished - which is why it was a big deal for me to share it (nervously). Beware...it's Callie. It's Colby. It's schmoopy. :)
Five weeks. Five blissful weeks it had been since Callie had given him back his heart, his home…his life. He’d moved back in - not just into her life, but to his home and back to his team. Every thing was different now….different, but better. Now, he was just an FBI agent…with no secret motives, no secret assignments. His sole purpose was to serve the greater good of L.A. and the greater, more delicious needs of one Callasandra Walker. Every thing was out in the open. Every one in his life knew all that was to be known. There was no need to fear attachment. There was no more need to wander. He had found his place here - in this city, on this team, in this house, with Callie.
There seemed to be just one thing missing, he thought with a smile as he wrapped the blanket more tightly around Callie as she sat in front of him. She was wrapped in his arms as they sat together in the sand of the beach that existed behind the house they shared, watching as the setting sun gave way to the darkness of night. Instinctively she relaxed back against him, smiling as she tilted her head just enough that he could gently nibble the skin of her neck before resting his head against her shoulder.
Spring had finally come to southern California. There was a gentle fragrance of fresh blossoms carried on the evening air. The seagulls were crying in the distance. The evening tide was coming to shore, stroking the coast with a steady rhythm that seemed to synchronize with the beating of his own heart. And before them, the sun sunk slowly into the distant horizon - casting a familiar orange brilliance over the world and leaving a trail of beautiful pastels which gently kissed the tips of clouds and filled the sky with magnificence.
The last time he’d asked her this question, they’d been surrounded by her friends and family. He remembered it as a perfect afternoon. He’d been given Lt. Gary Walker’s blessing and before her father and every one else she loved, he had dropped to one knee and spoken those four little words that at that point changed his life forever.
This time, however, he didn’t want all the pomp and circumstance. Given every thing they’d been through…every thing they’d fought to hold on to, there was no need for a big show. It was meant to happen - just the two of them, in a quiet moment just like this. And he could feel his heartbeat accelerate even as he tightened his hold on her once more.
As though she sensed the change in him, she turned so that she could see him…so that she could look into his eyes to know that he was alright. And when she saw the way that he was smiling - his eyes tenderly holding her as though he were memorizing this exact moment, she felt her cheeks slightly fill with color even as she flashed him a brilliant smile…a smile whose radiance nearly drown out the setting sun and a smile that Colby knew was reserved only for him. This was his moment, he thought moving forward to gently kiss her cheek before his lips brushed gently over her ear.
“Marry me, Cal?” he sighed, his voice rasping with the excitement he felt surging through him.
She’d waited to hear him say those words since the day she’d accepted him back into her life and even though she expected them, they still cut through her - filling her with an excitement and a love that only he had ever shown her. The question was simple. And so was her answer.
“Yes,” she breathed, tilting her head once more to look at him.
His eyes held her for a moment as a new warmth stole through him and brought with it a soft slow smile that gradually spread across his face as he accepted her words into his heart. Once more…she’d said yes. And once more…he knew he was the luckiest man alive.
Carefully, his eyes never leaving hers, he moved his hand into his pocket - withdrawing from it the ring he’d kept since that fateful day when she’d given it back. It was her ring - the one that he had made just for her and as he revealed it to her outside the confines of the blanket, the setting sun cast its colors into the trio of diamonds and it seemed for a fleeting moment, he’d captured a star to give just to her.
Callie sighed as she extended her hand for him. And as he slipped the ring back onto her finger, knowing without looking that it was hers…the one she’d longed to wear, she tightened her hand around his and turned to kiss his cheek. “Still perfect for me,” she softly answered. “Just like you…”
He closed his eyes a moment and savored the feel of her lips against him before he once more wrapped both his arms about her waist and pulled her closer to him. “And just like me…it’s finally back where it belongs,” he smiled, giving her a gentle squeeze. He savored the contented way she sighed once more before relaxing back against him as the two continued to watch the setting sun as it disappeared into the distant water and left a blanket of stars in a blackened sky in its wake.