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Hidden Past

Colby closed his eyes and exhaled. He tried to wipe the look David had just given him from his mind: the look of disgust and betrayal. The mental chant kicked in like it always did when he felt like screaming the truth at the top of his lungs; Ryan's okay, Ryan's safe, Ryan's okay, Ryan's safe. The car started to pull away and he felt the cuffs digging into his wrists, he kept repeating the usual lines adding 'Protect Ryan' in every third or fourth time. The car eventually pulled to a stop. Colby took and deep breathe and prepared himself.

Dwayne's comment was like a blur to him, he couldn't recall what Dwayne had said – although it was probably something about not keeping his mouth shut. He tilted his head and rested it against the window restarting his chant. Kirkland would get him out right? He shook his head trying not to think about the horror stories he had heard about cops in prison. He shivered when he realised he was the next step up the food chain a FBI agent – a 'fed'. He worked out pretty quickly - as much as he hated it - he needed Dwayne and his contacts for protection.

Don watched the tape again. He felt like something was wrong, like he had missed something. He shook his head. HE needed to stop thinking like that. Colb … No. Granger was a traitor; he had been right under his nose the whole time that was all. He switched off the monitor and headed off in search for Megan and David. They were all in the office but where not working any case. Internal Affairs had grounded them and were reviewing all the cases involving Col… Granger. Don shook his head. He still couldn't believe it – Colby Granger, War Veteran and FBI Agent, was a traitor. He slipped into the break room and was greeted by silence. Megan was curled up with her legs underneath her on the sofa nursing a cup of coffee whilst David was perched on one of the high stools, glaring into his.

Don walked over and grabbed a mug of coffee, thoughts stirring in his head; it had been just over 4 weeks, one month since C… Granger was put away and they had yet to get a case after the two weeks mandatory leave they received. He walked over a grabbed a stool across from David before announcing his plan.

"IA released Granger's apartment. We got permission to go over and have a look at it." He said looking down at his coffee and then at the room's other two occupants. Megan looked up from her Coffee; she had a conflicted look upon her face, whereas David nodded. He needed to do something, even if it wasn't a case. Megan looked at David before nodding her agreement. She stood up and dumped her coffee in the sink. Don smiled slightly; Megan hadn't seemed enthusiastic about anything in the last couple of weeks, it was weird that she was now leading them out of the building.

David grabbed the handle to Megan's car and climbed in the back; allowing Don to ride shotgun with Megan. He was slightly excited about entering Colby's apartment. He had never actually been in there, sure he had come to the door to call in for him when he didn't answer his phone and he was needed on a case but he had never actually been in. Colby's excuse was that his apartment was a tip. David agreed from what he could see from the door. Being a FBI agent often meant things like cleaning and your social life were put on the back burner while a case happened. It didn't help that Colby spent a fair bit of his downtime surfing instead of cleaning. David shook his head trying to clear those memories, they were lies. Colby was a damn traitor and he had to accept that. It was a general rule that you had to follow evidence; not your heart. And the evidence indicated Colby was a spy for the Chinese.

He looked up as the car pulled to a stop outside the familiar apartment complex. He slowly opened the door when the car stopped and stepped onto the cracked sidewalk. He looked over at Don before leading them into the building. He knew it better than them. He knew that the stairs were faster than the lift because the lift always stopped for a minute on the third floor even if the button wasn't pressed and that the building supervisor wasn't in Wednesday through Sunday, he was the one that listened to Colby moan whilst driving to crime scenes, not them. He smiled as he remembered that he would always find something to tease Colby about on the drives and vice versa but quickly caught the laugh that threatened to irrupt. He stiffened as he reached the fifth floor and walked over to number 19.

He heard Don pulling the keys he had been given out of his pocket and the dull click of the door unlocking. He followed Don into the apartment and felt his eyes bulge at the contrast. The only things in the apartment were the furniture that had been in the place when Colby had rented it. The walls were bare and you could see the difference in colour where posters and pictures had been removed from the walls. He moved through the apartment to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Internal Affairs had cleaned the place he thought looking at Megan as she lent on the door frame, neither one of them said a word but the message was conveyed all the same; something was wrong. David looked at the floor and remembered something Colby had said after a bad case and David had seen no next of kin on his hospital forms.

"Everything that people need to know about me are in a box under a floorboard in my bedroom." Of course he had been on a really high dose of painkillers at the time and didn't mention anything to David after it but it could be plausible. David called Don into the room and told Megan and his boss what he was thinking. Megan nodded and started looking for signs of loose floorboard at one side of the room whilst David took the other, though it was Don who unintentional found the loose board. He tapped his foot gently on one to the side of the door whilst exhaling loudly thinking it was a waste of time: IA won't have missed a hidden floorboard. Then he felt the whole board move underneath his foot. He managed to move the board after a fair bit of manual labour and to their surprise they found something IA missed.

Megan looked at the box in the safe hole Colby had made. She shook her head in amusement: a spy having a secret, surprise surprise. He reached into the hole and pulled the box out walking it through and sitting it down on the breakfast bar before grabbing a seat in front of it. She watched as Don pulled the lid of the box. The first things in the box were expected, his dog tags from the army, some photos with his troop from the army, but then they pulled out some photos of a kid. They seemed to be in chronological order. There was a few of Colby with the kid and then just the kid doing normal things, baseball, skateboarding and surfing. David picked one of the kid skateboarding up from the counter and read his ex-partners chicken scrawl – something that had taken him years to do. Ryan's first Ollie – aged 7 years. Megan suddenly called his and Don's attention away from the photographs. They stared in silence at what they were looking at.

"No, that can't be right, he would have told us!" Don cried out once he read through it. David gasped, feeling like he had taken a shot to the guts, he read it through one more time.

Birth certificate

Ryan Joseph Granger

Born on the 18 February 1998 to Colby Granger and Sofia Smith.

"Everything Colby said was a lie, why would this be any different?" Megan questioned Don. David ignored them. Colby Granger had a son.

There we go. What do you think? Review and let me know. I don't know what a birth certificate looks like so that's just the basics.