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Coming Out: Colby

Fandom: Numb3rs/Stargate Atlantis

Category/Rated: Slash, G

Year/Length: 2008/~678 words

Pairing: Colby/Lorne

Disclaimer: No, I don't own them, for which I should think they're profoundly grateful.

Summary: The team find out about Colby's hot air force major boyfriend

Feedback: Yes please. Even if it's bad. Especially if it's bad.


"What are you grinning about?" Colby asks when David gets off the phone looking like the cat that got the cream. One thing he's learned since coming to work with these people: it's always a good idea to put the attention on someone else first.

"Jenna – remember Jenna, she was at –" Colby nods before David can remind everyone about that disastrous evening, not long before Colby got arrested for spying. "Yeah, well, she's coming down this weekend, her band are playing at a couple of clubs in town."

"Yeah?" Colby says, saving his file and actually turning all the way round to face David. "You catching up?"

"Guest list Saturday night. You should come – you need to get out more. You too, Megan," David adds, catching sight of Megan and Don walking in.

"Did you just say I don't get out enough?" Megan asks.

"I didn't mean –" David starts, but Megan laughs. She's probably got more of a social life than the rest of them put together.

"Much as I'd love to hang out with the dateless wonder twins," she says lightly, "I've got plans with Larry."

"You hear that, David – we're less fun than a physicist," Colby says, mock-sad, because he'll never get what Larry and Megan are doing together, for all that it seems to make her really happy.

"Eh," David says, shrugging. "What about you, Don?"

Don makes his scrunched up face of not-really-all-that-regretful. "Sorry, guys. Weekend away with Robin."

David shakes his head. "Looks like it's just you and me, man."

"Yeah," Colby says quietly, non-committal. It's late enough that the office is mostly empty – no-one to hear but his team, and he's sick of lying to them. "Actually, just you."

David holds up one finger, glaring at him. "If you're about to say you have plans with a woman, I'm telling you now, I won't believe you."

Don laughs and Megan smiles and Colby ducks his head, fighting not to blush. "Not exactly. My partner's in town for the weekend, we're hooking up."

"I thought I was your partner," David says, mock-confused, like he's waiting for the punch-line.

Megan beats Colby to it, clipping the back of David's head with her file. "Not that kind of partner," she says, exasperated, and Colby laughs, because at least someone's one his side. "What's his name?"

Don makes a surprised sound but chokes it off fast, which Colby figures is a pretty good reaction. "Evan. He's in the Air Force, spends most of his time deployed overseas." In some location so secret that Colby doesn't even have a direct address, just the Air Force base in Colorado Springs, but he's not going to rehash that fight for his team.

"Bring him round to meet everyone," Megan suggests. "If he's here for more than the weekend."

"Yeah, maybe," Colby says; it's not that he doesn't want Evan to meet his friends, or vice versa, more that... well, that if he's spending time with Evan, he pretty much wants it to be alone time.

Megan shakes her head, drifting away, and Don slaps him on the shoulder the way he does sometimes, when he wants to express some emotion that he's too much Don Eppes to talk about, and then it's just Colby and David.

"You okay?" Colby asks. David doesn't look like he's about to declare that he wants nothing more to do with Colby, but it's not that long since their friendship nearly collapsed forever under the weight of Colby keeping a secret he had to. He's not totally confident it'll survive him keeping a secret he didn't have to.

David glares at him, brown wrinkled in exasperation. "Of course. Not that you shouldn't have told me at some point in the last few years."

"Sorry," Colby says, to be on the safe side, and David makes a dismissive hand gesture.

"I expect to meet him," David says sternly.


"Hell, yes. He's willing to put up with you long-term – I gotta see what this unique specimen is like."

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