FIC: American hero, Part 10 (Colby, OMC, OFC, PG-13)
Title: American hero, Part 10 (LAST OF THIS SERIES!)
Characters: Colby, OMC, OFC.
Word Count: 300.
Genre: GEN.
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Colby opens the mysterious box.
Written for: savecolby 's September Challenge (Colby's birthday) and numb3rs100, prompt #136 - Resemblance.
Beta: The wonderful fredbassett. You're amazing.
Disclaimer: I don't own Numb3rs or anything related to it.
Previous chapter
American hero
Part 10
Colby’s hands were shaking as he sat on the couch, in front of the fireplace. He took a deep breath while running his fingers over the box his father had left him.
Do it.
He finally got the courage to open it. There were quite a few things inside.
Some shiny medals. A fishing lure.
A little notebook full of memories. A big picture marking a page. Mr. Granger’s handwriting right there on the paper.
I just wish I could be with my own family right now. Everything is so dark and lonely here, I miss them so much.
I’d like to be able to put in words what war means to me, why I joined the army even if I fought with my father so much about it, even if I don’t want my son to follow my footsteps.
The field is certainly a place I don’t like to be. But I have to admit that there are a few good things about it, too.
I know I’m no American hero, but I feel proud of the decisions I made. I’m here trying to give others what I never had as a kid; from time to time, I get to send those lonely children’s parents home.
Holding his breath, Colby looked at the photograph. It was picture of him as a baby, being held by his father and his mother, all of them seated on the same couch.
He couldn’t avoid starting to cry. He suddenly felt his mother’s hands on his shoulder, her mouth kissing his cheek.
He showed her the paragraphs he had read in the notebook and hugged her while she cried, as there was no need for words.
Colby finally was at peace with his father. Everything made sense now.
I understand, Dad. I understand.
The end.
Characters: Colby, OMC, OFC.
Word Count: 300.
Genre: GEN.
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Colby opens the mysterious box.
Written for: savecolby 's September Challenge (Colby's birthday) and numb3rs100, prompt #136 - Resemblance.
Beta: The wonderful fredbassett. You're amazing.
Disclaimer: I don't own Numb3rs or anything related to it.
Previous chapter
American hero
Part 10
Colby’s hands were shaking as he sat on the couch, in front of the fireplace. He took a deep breath while running his fingers over the box his father had left him.
Do it.
He finally got the courage to open it. There were quite a few things inside.
Some shiny medals. A fishing lure.
A little notebook full of memories. A big picture marking a page. Mr. Granger’s handwriting right there on the paper.
I just wish I could be with my own family right now. Everything is so dark and lonely here, I miss them so much.
I’d like to be able to put in words what war means to me, why I joined the army even if I fought with my father so much about it, even if I don’t want my son to follow my footsteps.
The field is certainly a place I don’t like to be. But I have to admit that there are a few good things about it, too.
I know I’m no American hero, but I feel proud of the decisions I made. I’m here trying to give others what I never had as a kid; from time to time, I get to send those lonely children’s parents home.
Holding his breath, Colby looked at the photograph. It was picture of him as a baby, being held by his father and his mother, all of them seated on the same couch.
He couldn’t avoid starting to cry. He suddenly felt his mother’s hands on his shoulder, her mouth kissing his cheek.
He showed her the paragraphs he had read in the notebook and hugged her while she cried, as there was no need for words.
Colby finally was at peace with his father. Everything made sense now.
I understand, Dad. I understand.
The end.