Title: Old Excuses
Pairing: Xander/Colby Granger (Numb3rs Crossover)
Warnings: m/m, wing!fic
A/N: Written for azure_chaos for the Twinkies for Xander challenge at Ultimate_xander. This is my first time writing wing!fic, and my first time writing in the Numb3rs fandom, so please be gentle.
Pairing: Xander/Colby Granger (Numb3rs)
Preferred Rating: Any, preferably towards the more adult end though, without being PWP Summary of Request: Wing!fic. It can either be Xander with wings and somehow has ended up on Colby's radar as his gut is telling him something is off, or it could be Colby with the wings and Xander is sent in to either: help him/figure out what's going on/find out what the winged being that was spotted is or he simply discovers his friend/potential smoochie partner has wings. So, i'm fairly flexible...just...there must be wings and more than just smut. lol.
When his flight landed in Los Angeles, Xander was still sleeping off the effects of his latest binge of round the world traveling. You’d think Giles had no one else to send on these inane missions. Of course, this one did have the amusement potential that he always loved to see.
Apparently, some random FBI agent had suddenly sprouted wings. Oh yeah, the jokes were just lining up in Xander’s mind. The FBI, however, didn’t find it amusing. Those guys had no sense of humor at all. Reminded him of Angel actually, who he would hopefully not run into while visiting L.A.
Xander made his way to the hotel Giles had arranged and immediately called the contact number he’d been given. The phone was answered brusquely. “Eppes.”
“Special Agent Eppes, this is Alexander Harris.”
“Harris, glad you could come. You’ve been briefed on the situation?”
“I have. When can I see the Agent affected?”
Eppes paused before he answered. “The sooner, the better. Where are you staying?”
Xander replied and hung up the phone. Gathering the file again, he read of the events leading up to the agent’s “affliction”, as it was being so discretely called. A suspect had gone down into the sewers, and the agent, Colby Granger, had followed after calling for back up.
Minutes later, back up arrived and found Granger unconscious and with his new addition. Xander flipped to the photos for the first time. Giles had the details waiting for him at the airport, and he’d not wanted to chance someone on the flight catching a glimpse. As he looked now, he was glad he’d been discrete. Granger’s back was a mess, not even considering the massive wings protruding from what should have been a normal man’s body. There were other marks there, too, some of which Xander couldn’t identify, but others easily recognized as the results of magic. You weren’t best friends with a powerful Wiccan without seeing some spells gone wrong.
Xander made his way to the lobby, waiting for Eppes to arrive. He did, moments later, his black SUV standing out like a sore thumb amongst the sleeker, flashier vehicles at the high-end hotel. The ride was quiet; Eppes obviously wasn’t in the mood for conversation, and Xander could feel the tension rolling off the man in waves. He couldn’t blame him. He’d been in similar situations in the past, and nothing was worse than not being able to fix what was wrong.
They arrived at a discreet looking house set out in what Xander assumed was the equivalent of suburbs in L.A. Eppes led the way inside, speaking quietly to the agents inside, before leading Xander down a dark hallway. He knocked softly on the door before opening it..
Giving Xander one last look that Xander knew meant he’d better watch himself, Eppes led the way inside. Granger was standing at the window, his back hunched from the strain of carrying the extra weight of the wings. Xander knew that he was aware of their presence, simply from the slight stiffening of his spine.
Granger let out a slow breath, then turned to face them. He nodded his head at Eppes, muttering “Don” in a low voice of acknowledgement before turning to Xander. “So this must be the expert.”
Trying not to let his surprise at the attractiveness of the agent show, Xander moved towards him, holding out his hand. “Alexander Harris, but you can call me Xander. And yes, unfortunately, I’m pretty much as much of an expert as you can get.”
Granger shook his hand briefly, but his eyes locked onto Xander’s and didn’t leave. “So how do you get to be an expert in something like this?” His voice was tense, but Xander saw the answering gleam of appreciation in Granger’s gaze.
Knowing there was nothing he could do about his overactive libido, Xander just decided to pretend like he didn’t notice. Instead, he laughed and shook his head. “That, my friend, is a story for another day and a case of beer.”
Granger turned to Eppes with an arched brow, and Eppes returned the look with a shrug. “I guess you want to see them.”
Xander smiled and nodded. “That would help.”
The agent hesitantly turned around, and Xander stepped closer, looking at the wounds he’d seen in the pictures. Pulling his cell out of his pocket, he prepared to snap a few shots of his own. Eppes grabbed his wrist and Xander paused. “Look, I know you’re protecting him, but I need to get a better look at these marks if I’m going to help.”
Eppes backed away and Granger turned to his boss. “Don, get the lights. I only want to do this one more time.”
Don flipped the switch and the dimly lit room brightened. “Colby, you sure about this?”
“I want these fucking things off. Whatever it takes.”
Xander ignored the exchange and took the pictures he needed. He quickly sent a text with the photos attached to Willow and knew she’d get let him know if his suspicious of a spell were correct.
“Okay, I’ve got what I need. I’ve sent the pictures to someone else for confirmation, and I’ll let you know as soon as I hear back.” Xander held out his hand again for Granger. “Sorry this happened, man, and we’ll get you back to normal just as soon as we can.”
“That’s it? You aren’t going to tell me how the hell I ended up with wings on my back?”
Eppes moved closer to Granger, and the two men glared at Xander.
“Look. I could tell you, but you honestly don’t want the explanation. Hell, you probably wouldn’t even believe me if I tried to explain it.”
Xander learned just how quickly the agent could move when he stepped forward and pushed Xander back against the wall. Before he could do more, the wings expanded and he doubled over in pain, almost collapsing before Xander could stop the fall. Xander nearly fell himself with the unexpected weight, but caught them both before they hit the floor completely.
They made it back to their feet and Xander could see tell that the pain was much more intense than it had been before. “Look, Granger…uh, can I call you Colby, actually? I have issues with the whole last name thing.”
Granger nodded. “Yeah, whatever.”
“Colby, you need to take it easy, and try not to get upset. I know, I know, easier said than done, but trust me when I tell you that this can get worse before it gets better.”
Before Colby could answer, Xander’s cell rang. He checked the caller ID, and flipped it open. “Hey, Wills.”
“Xander, what on earth happened to that poor man? Was someone practicing magic on him or something? This is seriously bad.”
“Can’t really get into details, but we’re not sure who did it.”
“So, can you tell me how to fix it?”
“Well, no, because I’ll have to fix it myself. This is some seriously dark magic, Xan. Oh, goddess. This is a mess.”
“What do you need?”
“Well, I’ll need to get there, and you know that my sudden arrival will be a problem. Are you somewhere it would be safe for me?”
Xander eyed Eppes then considered the two agents out front. “Not at the moment.”
“Give me 15 minutes.”
“I’ll be there.”
Xander shut the phone and turned to Colby. “Okay, here’s the deal. I think I can fix this, but your friends here are going to have to make themselves scarce for a while.”
Eppes immediately started to protest, but Xander just held up his hand. “That’s the deal. Just me and Colby here, and I’ll call you when it’s safe to come back.”
Colby turned to Don and nodded. “It’s fine, Don. Let’s just get this done.”
They turned back to Xander and Eppes stepped right up to him. “I will hunt you down if something happens to him.”
“I’d expect you to.”
“Colby, we’ll be close. You’ve got your cell. Call me if you need anything.” Eppes nodded and left the room, shutting the door harder than necessary as he went. Xander waited until he heard the front door slam, and two vehicles start up and drive away before he turned back to Colby.
“Okay, man, here’s the thing. You’re about to see something you aren’t going to understand, and you’re going to have to keep your mouth shut about it. Got me?”
Colby arched a brow. “I can’t promise that.”
“Fine. Then I leave, and you learn how to fly. Hey, maybe you’ll get to be the next set of government experiments. I hear they’re keen on the unknown.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You know as well as I do that if word got out about your condition, things wouldn’t go well for you.”
Colby’s face grew shuttered. “Fine. I’ll keep my mouth shut. But I don’t like it.”
Xander lifted his phone again and hit redial. “It’s clear, Wills. Do your thing.”
He hung up again and moved Colby back along one wall. Moments later, the room shimmered and Willow stepped out of the portal she’d opened. Colby’s mouth fell open, even as Xander stepped forward and hugged her. “Hey, witchy woman. Nice show. Pretty colors.”
Willow laughed and smacked his arm. “Shut it, you.” She turned to Colby. “Hi, I’m Willow. Did Xander threaten you? Cause he’s kinda funny when he gets all growly and protective.”
“Hey!” Xander smacked her arm back and she laughed.
Colby still looked shocked, and they waited for him to acknowledge Willow. He finally did, holding out his hand to her, and Willow returned the greeting. “Hi. I’m Willow.”
“So, Colby, you mind if I take a look?”
He shrugged and turned around. Willow winced at the damage, just as Xander had done, but she held out her hands and closed her eyes as she focused. When she finished, she turned to Xander with a smile. “Well, I’ve got good news and bad news.”
“Bad news first.”
“You’ll be keeping Colby here company for the next few hours.”
“I can get them off.”
Colby let out a sigh of relief and turned back around.
“Can you do it now?”
Willow nodded. “Yep. Will only take a minute. But like I said, you’re going to have to stick close to Xander for a while to make sure there aren’t any…side effects.”
Xander rolled his eyes. Side effects. Yeah. He could only imagine the type of side effects that would come from a spell this dark. He’d wondered if the wings were the only fun and exciting changes the agent would undergo.
“Side effects?” Colby didn’t have Xander’s experience with these things, obviously, and had no idea just how serious the implications were.
“Don’t worry. Wills here is the best. And I make a good guard dog. Well, as long as the problems don’t come up on the left.” Xander grinned and gestured to his patch.
Willow glared. “You know I could…”
“I’m going to turn you into a toad one day.”
“And I’ll put Nair in your shampoo.”
Colby watched them going back and forth and finally shook his head and laughed. “Are you two brother and sister or something?”
They turned to him and smiled. “Nope.” They said it at the same time then both yelled “Jinx!” before bursting into laughter.
After a few moments, Willow grew serious again. “So, Colby, you ready?”
He nodded, and Willow smiled. “Here we go.” She raised her hands and started chanting soft and slow. Xander could feel the power building and stepped back away from it. Colby’s eyes were locked on his, though, so Xander stayed where the agent could see him.
Willow raised her arms, and Colby jerked, the wings spreading wide out behind him. He cried out for a moment before he was enveloped in a white light. Xander watched in awe as the wings disappeared and Colby fell to the ground.
“Whew. That was a doozy.” Xander hurried to Willow’s side and made sure she was okay. “I’m good. No worries. But I really have to get going. We’re right in the middle of something and, well, you know how it is.”
Xander smiled. “All work and no play.”
“Oh, I play.”
They laughed again, and Willow stepped back. “You’d better call me if anything else happens, you got me?”
“And I’ll tell Buffy you’re coming for her Thanksgiving dinner.”
Before he could protest, Willow had vanished into her portal.
“Damn. She got me. She always gets me.”
Colby stumbled to his feet, and Xander turned to help him. He was moving his arms and flexing his back, checking that everything was the way it was supposed to be. They moved closer together, and their eyes met and locked again. This time, Colby was looking at him with frank admiration, and Xander returned the look. They were quiet for a long moment before Colby spoke. “How did she…you know what, never mind. I don’t want to know. Thank her for me. I didn’t have a chance.”
“Yeah, that’s my Wills. In and out before you know what hits you, or you know, right after she tells you you’re going to have to eat lumpy potatoes and burned turkey.”
Colby laughed. “I’m not entirely sure what that means, but okay. Hey, can I call Don and let him know I’m alright?”
“Sure. Just don’t mention Wills, okay?” They stepped away from each other, and if Colby’s hand lingered on his arm for one moment too long, Xander again decided to ignore it.
While Colby made his call, Xander went out into the kitchen. The bedroom was feeling too intimate, and from the looks and vibes he was getting from Colby, well, the bedroom probably wasn’t the best place to be at the moment. Or maybe it was. Xander wasn’t quite sure. He heard footsteps and turned to find that Colby had followed him, his shirt still off and his muscles flexing every so often to check that they still worked.
His smile was contagious and Xander wondered just how long he was going to have to stay. He’d been on his own for a while, and man, was Colby hot. Hell, Wills probably did this on purpose. He’d have to yell at her later. For now, he was going to enjoy the time off, and hope that nothing else popped up.
Before he knew it, Colby was standing right in front of him. “So, Xander, how does a guy thank somebody for helping him get wings off? Is there a protocol for these types of things?”
Xander stepped back, but bumped into the counter. “Nope. No protocol. No thanks required. Just doing-my-job guy.”
Colby stepped closer and flexed his muscles again. “Man, I feel so great. I just want to, hell, I don’t know. I just feel great.”
“Great. Right. Great is good. Great is great! So, listen, I’m just going to, uh, go over here, and, um, yeah.”
Colby stepped away and pulled open the fridge. “How about a drink?.”
“A drink is good. Yeah. Cold. Nice and cold. Yep.”
Colby looked over his shoulder and grinned. “What’s the matter, Xander? Am I making you hot?”
Xander blinked and Colby was back in front of him, holding out a can of soda. “Um, yeah, actually. A little. It’s all good, though.”
Suddenly, Colby was a lot closer, and damn if Xander knew how he moved like that. “Yeah, it is. So, Xander, I was wondering what you would do if I kissed you right now. Just as my way of saying thanks.”
Colby leaned in, very slowly this time, and Xander just stood there frozen as their lips met. When he felt Colby’s tongue brush his lips, he parted them and let their tongues meet. Then he got into it, grabbing onto Colby, wrapping his arms around the other man’s waist and letting his hands cover the recently healed flesh of his back.
Colby groaned into his mouth. The kiss grew deeper and hotter, and then it was Xander’s turn to groan as Colby pressed him further back into the cabinet and slid one muscled thigh in between his. Fingers crept under his shirt, and Xander broke away, gasping.
“I can’t believe I’m getting ready to say this, but can we slow it down a bit?”
Leaning forward, Colby pressed another gentle kiss to Xander’s lips before backing away. “Yeah. There’s something about you, makes me horny as hell, but also makes me want to do this right.”
“Thanks. I think.” Xander grinned and Colby ran a hand over his cheek, brushing his lip with a thumb.
Colby cleared his throat nervously. “Xander, would you like to go to dinner with me?”
Xander smiled. “That sounds great.”
Colby kissed him one last time, before turning to head back to the bedroom. He tossed a smile over his shoulder as he flexed his back again then disappeared from Xander’s view.
The other agents returned, amazed at Colby’s miraculous, and mysterious recovery, but Colby stuck to his word and kept quiet about Willow’s involvement. All he would say was that Xander knew what he was doing. Eppes seemed less than willing to accept the explanation, but Colby shot him a look and Eppes quieted.
Xander watched all this while his mind flew back to Colby kissage, and Colby dateage, and possible Colby sex…age. He may just have to send in a request for the time off that Giles was always after him to take. For once, he had a reason to take it. And heck, if things went well, maybe he’d have someone to bring to Thanksgiving dinner.