Disclaimer- i don't own anything.
Hidden Past
Megan managed to trace Kirkland to a sleazy motel downtown, she smelt the smell only people in the emergency services were familiar with as she approached the door: Decomp. She kicked the door once and then wished David or Don was here. Kicking down doors in heels was not the best thing ever, and here she was thinking she was just having a 'chat' with Kirkland. Colby was usually the one for kicking doors open but he really used his shoulder instead. Ignoring her train of thoughts she gave the door two more kicks and managed to bust it in only to be greeted with the sight of a tortured man. After clearing the apartment she called Don.
"Don, yeah I found Kirkland, yeah he's dead."
Don thanked Megan telling her to come back as soon as the CSIs reached the scene. He hung up and sighed in frustration, he listened to Charlie explaining his maths but it turned out don didn't need it. He thanked Charlie whilst running off in look for a free swat team. Don bounced down the stairs, gun drawn feeling the swat team right behind him. He needed to bring Colby in so they could sort this out. Who cares about a mission? Kirkland was dead which meant, most likely, that the op had been compromised. He needed to get Colby out. He reached the platform and watched the train pull away, thinking he had missed them until he saw two solitary figures on the platform.
"Colby! Don't move!" Don yelled, praying that Colby would listen. Colby looked straight at Don. He felt Carter grab his arm and followed him onto the track. If he didn't run it would all be over. Jack could clarify his story and he could be with Ryan. But if he didn't go he would be cleared, it would be on the news and the Chinese might come after him and Ryan. His son came first. He turned to run but the other train stopped him. He saw Dwayne pull a gun out of the corner of his eye. He managed to pull the gun down, stopping Dwayne from shooting in time for them to run whilst the other train covered them from fire from the trigger happy swat team. Colby looked back at Don, the urge to run back and just stop the whole charade was over whelming but he needed to continue. He needed to keep Ryan safe.
David stopped his SUV across the street from 26 Southwest Boulevard; it was a 2 floor small scruffy house with a front porch that looked like it was only being held together by the lonely hammock swaying in the breeze. There were surfboards and bicycles propped up against the side of the house and the front door was open; the screen door shut. David turned off the engine and opened the door to his car. He still couldn't believe Colby had a son. He started up the path towards the old house only to stop as the screen door swung open. A tall man with black hair and an 'attempt at a beard' as Colby would say. The only thing that made this man seem a little more dangerous was the fact he was pointing a shotgun at David. David rose his hands in the air trying to make the guy understand he wasn't a threat.
"Jack Dunn?" David asked after clearing his throat, making sure his hands were where he could see them.
"What's it too you?" He asked lowering the gun just a little bit.
"My name's David Sinclair. I work with your friend Colby Granger," David started only to be interrupted.
"How'd you know I was here?" Jack cut in; no one was supposed to know they were here. Only Colby and Ryan knew about this place, and Ryan hadn't been in contact with anyone other than him since Colby was arrested.
"As I was saying," David continued, moving closer to Jack. "I work with Colby he called us and told us he was undercover, said you could verify his story, he said we could find you and Ryan here." David watched as the guy lowered his weapon even more. He let out a sigh. He moved closer and started up the three steps to the porch knowing the guy wasn't a threat anymore.
"I best you better come in then." Jack said turning round and opening the screen door leading into what looked like a very homey living room and kitchen area. He sat the gun beside the doorway in what looked like an old umbrella stand. Jack led him into the lounge offering him a seat with a wave of an arm. David sat down and took a deep breath before asking the question he was dreading.
"Is Colby a spy?" He had all his attention on Jack waiting for an answer in the unbelievable silence that engulfed the house.
"No sir," Jack answered. David almost smiled. "He got signed up for this whole thing just over two years ago. Dwayne approached him and after he ratted the big people upstairs refused to just let him back off. They were trying everything to try and get him to do it. I mean hell, I tried to get them to stop by volunteering but they said I wasn't close enough to Carter." Jack spoke with a bitter tone. "Said they needed someone he trusted to do it. Colby was still saying no until Sofia filed for custody."
David's head shot up at that. "What? As in Colby's ex?"
Jack nodded looking slightly surprised at how he knew about that. "Colby's Ma still lives in Winchester, rumour is that Sofia went crazy, suffering depression and always seen in the liquor store. Colby's been looking after Ryan since the minute he was born. He freaked, he didn't want to lose his son, went straight to the higher ups and said he'd do the op if they made sure he kept custody and made it so Ryan disappeared of any systems the Mole might be able to use." Jack said. David looked confused. It sounded a bit coincidental; he mentioned it to Jack who just nodded.
"That's why I know about it. Colby got a bit suspicious too, called me to tell me."
"Wait, so Colby didn't choice this?" David asked, starting to believe Colby wasn't a traitor, thinking back to what Colby said in the interview room 'After Afghanistan I didn't believe in much of anything', if Colby was talking about his Ex filing for custody of his son then it could all make sense.
"No way! Colby was basically black mailed into doing this op." Jack cried, trying to prove his best friend innocent. Suddenly the door to the kitchen swung open alerting both men to the attention of a teenager who froze at the sight of them.
David had to do a double take. The boy –Ryan he guessed – was a miniature of Colby: Dirty blonde hair longer than Colby's; it hung just over his eyes, slightly tanned, same facial shape but his eyes were a blue/grey compared to Colby's blue/green.
"J.D?" the boy questioned from the doorway, holding it open with his foot like he was about to turn on his heel and run for it.
"R.J, come over here, this is Agent David Sinclair, he works with your old man." Jack said using the nicknames Ryan gave them when Colby was in Afghanistan to let Ryan know everything was okay.
"Wait, David, your David?" The boy asked sounding a bit taken aback. David nodded taking in the boy's appearance, he guessed he surfed like Colby as he was wearing board shorts and t-shirt and flip-flops. "I thought you'd be taller." Ryan said whilst smiling at David. David smiled and laughed a bit realising Colby must have mentioned him a few times to his son. He cleared his throat before moving onto the subject Don had called him about just before he arrived. He looked at Ryan and decided to continue the conversation. If this kid was related to Colby he probably be able to handle the news- he hoped.
"We found Colby's handler Kirkland dead in his motel room," David said watching both of Colby's family pale slightly. "We don't know how much was compromised so I was hoping you'd come back to the FBI building with me, we'd be able to protect you there."
Jack looked hesitant; he glanced at Ryan who was looking at him, trusting Jack to make the right decision for both of them. It was possible Colby told Kirkland where Ryan was hiding who could have in turn passed it on when he was being tortured.
"Let's go." He said motioning to the door with another wave of his hand. David smiled indicating he had made the right decision. He stood beside Ryan as they watched Jack lock the door, smiling as he realised he was bouncing on the balls of his feet like Colby did in the lift when he was bored or when he was waiting on something. He led them to his car across the street; know all they needed now was to get Colby out safe.
"You know I've been thinking, it doesn't matter about those guys, you waited on me to make the move to get us out, and I knew you were counting on me to make the move. As long as we keep pulling each other outta the wrecks, no one can stop us." Dwayne said, watching the two men driving the boat. Colby was glad he was wearing sunglasses that hid his eyes from Carter as one look would have told him he couldn't be further from the truth.
Tadaa. Review and let me know what you think. i wasn't so sure about this chapter but hey ho. I also thought that in the year Ryan spent with Jack they would have exchanged nicknames - R.J for Ryan Joseph and J.D for Jack Dunn.