"Cosmo?" Frank said after a moment of silence on the other end of the line. A worried expression filled his eyes as he waited for some sort of reply. What was going on there and why wasn't Cosmo talking? "Cos, why do those prints...." No answer. Frank got even more worried. "Cos...talk to me, man. What's going on?"
"Oh, God. How close a match?" Cosmo said quietly, finally shaking himself out of his shock enough to speak. His eyes were wide, his hand barely able to hang on to the phone. He stared at Noah in shock. How? How could....Noah was standing there, just watching quietly. No sign of anger, of resentment. Just...Noah. Good old Noah. Calm, quiet, sure. This wasn't... How was this possible?
Noah watched Cosmo, listening to his end of the conversation. He'd seen the realization on Cos' face, the sudden acknowledgement that Noah was indeed really who he claimed. He no longer had any resentment; he knew they were doing what they had to, what their training required. Hell, he would probably do the same, in their shoes. He realized that they had truly believed him to be dead, and their mourning had been deep. A warm sense of family suffused him then, and his eyes met Cosmo's, as he tried to convey that affection to the stunned older man. He saw Cosmo's attention return to the phone, and knew that Frank was answering Cos.
"Perfect match, Cos. Prints're exact," Frank said quietly. "If I didn't know better, I'd swear Noah gave 'em to you, instead of their being latents. What's going on out there? Where did you get Noah's...." What in the world was going on? Where could Cosmo have found Noah's prints after three years? Why would he even need them run?
"Frank, pack a bag. Get on the next flight out. Bring the tissue samples. Hand-courier..." Better to have someone hand deliver those blood samples for DNA testing, although Cosmo was now fairly sure that it was just going to be a formality anyway. He shook his head slowly, remembering how he had treated that boy when he saw him. How could he.... would Noah -- COULD Noah -- ever forgive him? And Sam....
"Cosmo, what's going on?" Frank demanded again, totally confused by this point and starting to get worried for all of his friends.
"Frank, you probably wouldn't believe me if I told you. Got to see this one for yourself." Cosmo said softly, so softly that Frank could barely hear him, still staring at Noah in shock. "I think... I think that boy's standing right in front of me."
"What?!" What in the world was Cosmo talking about? Frank was starting to get really worried now. The situation with Catherine, had to be the situation with Catherine. He shook his head slowly. How bad was she really? Had to be bad for everyone to be acting like this. ...I know it's bad. Catherine...and Sam's probably losing it...and..."
Cosmo shook his head, giving up trying to explain. Frank was just going to have to see this for himself. "Just get yourself on the next flight out. Oh, and swing by Sam's on your way to the airport. Couple of boxes in the hall closet I want you to bring." Cosmo said before hanging up the phone, not able to talk anymore. He slowly took a step towards Noah before stopping, not really sure of how to react. His eyes were fastened on the boy.
"Cosmo?" 'Vannah said quietly, her eyes rapidly moving between Noah and Cosmo, not knowing exactly which one to focus on. How could he have known about Cosmo's lost luggage if he hadn't been there, if he wasn't.... Why didn't Cosmo say something, give them the results? She just wanted to grab that boy and hug him but she felt like she couldn't, not until....
"Cos?" Bobby looked over at his friend for a moment before focusing on Noah again.
"That was Frank. They got a match. Perfect match." Cosmo said slowly as he reached out a suddenly shaky hand. He had nearly hit that boy, he tried to throw him out, had....
"Perfect match?" 'Vannah whispered, her eyes widening, tears suddenly flowing. "Noah." Before Noah could react, she suddenly had her arms around him, hugging him fiercely, joined a second later by the two other marshals. A miracle. They had been given a miracle.