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21 January 2010 @ 03:14 pm
Numb3rs Fic: Two Fiancés and an AD  
Written for numb3rs100 Challenge #247 – Fiancé


Title: Two Fiancés and an AD (Sequel to Partner Boyfriend Family Man)
Series/Universe: A Father and Son Tradition
Pairing/Characters: David/Colby, Don
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 300
Spoilers: Judgment Call
Summary: David and Colby finally come out at work to announce their engagement
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ


David rapped on the Assistant Director's door as Colby fidgeted nervously beside him.

"Come in!"

David opened the door to find Don in a flurry of activity, pulling files, typing on his computer, jotting down notes.

"Um, we were hoping you might have a minute," David began.

Don didn't even look up. "That's about all I have so talk fast."

David and Colby exchanged distressed looks, but David forged on.

"I just, I mean we just wanted to let you know…" he floundered. "You know how we used to joke about Colby and I being married to the job?" He looked to Colby for support.

"David proposed," Colby blurted out. "We're getting married."

"That's great guys," Don said off-hand, still engaged with his tasks. "Be sure to see Human Resources. They'll have a bunch of paperwork for you to fill out."

David and Colby blinked at him and at each other.

"Um. Okay."

They turned to leave and Don burst out laughing.

"You guys! Oh, man! You should have seen your faces!" He pulled them each into a big bear hug in turn. "Congratulations!"

"Thanks," Colby mumbled, looking sheepish.

"About damn time," Don told them, clapping David on the shoulder. "We were beginning to wonder if you were going to step up and make an honest man of Colby."

"You all knew?" David gaped.

Don huffed out a laugh. "This is the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Kind of the worst place to try to hide, surrounded by trained observers." He headed back behind his desk, pulling out a piece of paper and referring to it. "Damn, Charlie won the pool! I should have known his math would work."

"You had a pool?" Colby asked, aghast. "You were betting on us?"

David smiled in understanding. "No, they were betting for us."

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ladygray99ladygray99 on January 22nd, 2010 04:56 am (UTC)
Wedding! I'm slut for weddings .
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on January 22nd, 2010 05:12 am (UTC)
Hee! I really want to write the Harborverse wedding, but I'll see what I can come up with for this verse too.
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 22nd, 2010 09:08 am (UTC)
What do you want for a harbor verse wedding? Name your price.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on January 22nd, 2010 10:12 am (UTC)
Would it were up to me. /sigh/ I still don't have that level of control over the muse that I get to tell her what I want to write and when I want to write it.

You're welcome to ask for it - the muse tends to listen to third parties way more than to me. Hehehe

For now all I can tell you is that it looks amazing in my head: they're by the Santa Monica pier on the beach dressed in casual white linen shirts and pants. Really nice...
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 22nd, 2010 11:35 am (UTC)
Dear dear Emma's muse. Give us a Wedding pretty please with sugar on top.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on January 22nd, 2010 11:27 pm (UTC)
Hee! It responded to this comment by showing me David and Colby cutting their wedding cake at the reception.

Now the big question is: to smush or not to smush cake? Bwuahahaha!
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 22nd, 2010 11:42 pm (UTC)
And risk getting cake on his dress greens?
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on January 22nd, 2010 11:46 pm (UTC)
Colby might feel that way, but would David? ;-)