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Title: Super!Colby
Fandom: NUMB3RS/Heroes
Rating: PG
Characters: David, Colby, David/Colby-ish
Warnings & Spoilers: None beyond mild slash.
Acknowledgements:

emmademarais and

melissima for the Summer Crossover Spectacular at

numb3rs100. And

lomedet, always. :D
Disclaimer: None of these characters or their settings belong to me.

"Granger, I saw you. With my eyes." David had three beers in his system, reinforcing his latent stubbornness. "I know you can fly, man."

"I can't fly, David." Colby was really just worn out from arguing. "I can -- oh, lemme show you." With a resigned sigh, he climbed onto the couch, then to its arm. David's eyebrows shot up, his eyes lighting with a mix of concern and curiosity. "Three, two," Colby counted, focusing his concentration, and on "one" he jumped.

"Hey!" David shot to his feet, then froze, watching Colby bob in midair as if in invisible water. "Hey," he repeated much more softly, slowly reaching out. Colby carefully pulled in his arms and legs, rotating in midair, starfishing around to face David as David cautiously set fingertips on his waist.

"So, yeah," Colby said eventually. "I can, um, hover. And let myself down --" his toes brushed the floor, then his heels settled lightly, "--easy as well as hard."

"Wow," David said, hand still pressed to Colby's side. "Wow. Super!Colby."

"Secret!Colby," he replied, gripping David's wrist. "People known to have powers tend to disappear, okay?"

David nodded soberly. "I won't tell a soul. Pinky swear." Then he grinned, and Colby had to laugh.