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01 January 2008 @ 09:49 am
(fic) Of Clones and Heirs by ladygray99  

Title: Of Clones and Heirs
Author: ladygray99
Chapter: 1/1
Pairing: Charlie/Colby, Alan, Ian
Rating: FRT  
Disclaimer: Belongs to other people, not me.
Warnings/Squicks: One bad word
Summary: Ian gets some more baby time
Previous chapters: Part of the Vignettes ‘verse after
A Complexion for Tears
Notes: Consider this a New Year’s gift because you all wanted it so much. Sorry I couldn’t get Ian’s shirt off.  I’ll try harder next time.
Beta(s): none


Of Clones and Heirs


 Ian Edgerton knocked gently on the door to the Eppes family home. There were cars in the driveway and lights were on but he didn’t want to risk waking a sleeping baby. Alan opened the door.

 “Agent Edgerton. What can I do for you? Is something going on?”

 Ian smiled. Alan had obviously been an FBI dad too long. “No, no, no emergency. I just found out I missed the baby shower and thought I’d drop by with my congratulations.” Ian held out a pink bag.

 “Oh thank you.” Alan took the bag. “Come on in. The boys are passed out but I’m about to feed Esther.”

 As Ian followed Alan through the house he spotted Granger and Charlie. Alan wasn’t kidding when he said passed out. Both were asleep at the dinning room table with their heads on stacks of paperwork. Granger was snoring and Charlie was drooling across student papers. Both looked like five shades of hell.

 In the living room was a pop-up basinet. Ian looked into it. Esther looked back.

 “Hello again. You look better when you’re not screaming.” Alan came in from the kitchen with a bottle. “May I?” He asked Alan.

 Alan handed over the bottle. “Be my guest.”

 Ian easily lifted Esther from the basinet. It may have been many years since he’d handled a baby on a regular basis but some things stay in muscle memory. He sat on the couch and let Esther latch onto the bottle.

 “You’re pretty good at that.” Alan said.

 “Mom had ten of us. Eight after me.”

 “Ah. I see.” Esther sucked for another minute then turned her head away.

 “Hey lovely, is that all you want?” Esther fussed a little.

 “We’ll be lucky if that stays down for more than a couple of minutes.”

 “Not a good eater?”

 Alan shook his head looking nearly as tired as the men in the other room. “No. We’ve tried every formula and then some. Doctor just gave us a whole new set of samples, see if she takes to one.”

 Ian tickled Esther’s cheek a little. “Have you tried goat’s milk?” Ian asked.

 “Goat’s milk? No.”

 “One of my sisters just wouldn’t eat first few months. Neighbour started bringing over whole goat’s milk every morning. Did the trick.”

 Alan shrugged. “Sure, why not. Something got to work. Neither of the boys were fussy eaters, especially Charlie. We were always pulling weird things out of his mouth.”

 Esther gave a hiccup and Ian quickly grabbed a rag mopping up most of what had just been eaten. The smell dragged him right back home where everything had always seemed to smell like second round formula and baby powder.

 “You got plans for one of your own?” Alan asked.

 Ian shook his head. “No. The job is not exactly conducive to buying a farm and having a litter. Plus I have something like forty nieces and nephews, no chance of the Edgerton line dying out anytime soon.” Ian looked back down at Esther. “You, on the other hand, are the long awaited heir to the Eppes throne, aren’t you?” Esther’s eyes flicked over to look at Ian. Ian squinted at her. “I think she knows what I’m saying.”

 “I know. They say at two months there’s no way, and Charlie keeps insisting that super genius is a one time genetic anomaly, but I’m not so sure. Every so often she just gives me a look and you can tell the wheels are spinning up there.”

 Colby stumbled into the room rubbing his eyes, a paper clip was stuck to his cheek. “Agent Edgerton. Has something come up?”

 Ian smiled. “No, no problems. Just thought I’d drop by and say congratulations.”

 “Thank you.” Colby replied. Ian found that amusing. Colby obviously considered the kid his as much as Charlie’s. Colby sat down next to Ian who handed Esther over. “Did she eat anything?” He asked Alan.

 “A bit.”

 “Any of it stay down?”

 “A bit.”

 Colby sighed and looked at Esther. “You’ve got to eat something sweetie.”

 “Ian here suggested goat’s milk.”

 “Sweetie, if you’ll eat goats milk I’ll buy you a goat. We can keep it out back with the koi.” Alan and Ian chuckled. “I swear she knows what I’m saying.”

 “You and Charlie should start watching your language.”

 “Talk to Don, he’s the one who swears like a sailor.”

 “I live in dread of her first word.” Alan said.

 “There’s a pool at the office.” Colby said. “So far the good money’s on math, fed, or fuck.” Ian chuckled and Alan rolled his eyes.

 “What was Charlie’s first word?” Ian asked.

 “Don.” Alan replied.


 “He actually didn’t talk until quite late. His mother and I were worried he might have developmental problems.”

 Ian laughed “Well that what a bit of unfounded worry.”

 “He still can’t spell.”

 “I’ve noticed.”

 Charlie stumbled into the room.

 “Hey Ian.” He said still half asleep. “Is everything..?”

 “Everything fine, just a social visit. Congratulations by the way.”

 “Thank you.” Charlie sat down next to Colby. He pulled the paper clip off Colby’s cheek then brushed his hand over Esther’s already thick curls.

 “Did she eat?”

 “Not really.”

 Charlie looked down at his daughter. “You’re just trying to drive me nuts aren’t you?”

 “Of course she is.” Alan said. “That’s what children do, drive you nuts, age you prematurely, make your hair fall out, and then one day if you’re very, very lucky they’ll move out of the house and come back with grand children for you to spoil and corrupt as your revenge against your own children.” Ian and Colby laughed, Charlie just sighed.

 Esther gave a yawn and Ian had to resist the urge to go ‘awwwww’ as she was at the age when everything is cute.

 “Looks like someone’s ready for bed.” Colby said.

 “Maybe she’ll sleep tonight.” Charlie said like it was a desperate plea.

 “I think everyone should be heading to bed.” Alan said.

 Ian stood. “Well I should check in with the office one more time. See if anything new has come in.”

 “Well thank you for coming by.”

 “My pleasure. Congratulations again you two.”

 “Thank you.” Charlie said.

 Ian let Alan walk him to the door. As the door closed Ian gave himself a minute to contemplate mini Ian’s running around a big craftsmen house somewhere. Not ten, just one, maybe two. He could picture them quite clearly, the mother on the other hand remained fuzzy.  Maybe he should talk to Charlie about cloning.


 When Alan got back to the living room Charlie and Colby were chuckling softly.

 “What’s so funny?”

 “Edgerton.” Colby said.

 Alan shook his head. “I missed the joke.”

 “You know who Edgerton is, right?” Colby asked.

 “Sure, he’s an agent, Don introduced us about a year ago. Seems like a nice man.”

 Charlie actually put his face in his hand and shook his head.

 “Special Agent Ian Edgerton is the scariest and most feared SOB in the entire Bureau.” Colby said. “Top ranked tracker, third best sniper in the country, gets to pick all his own cases. He was in Afghanistan same time I was. Man was a ghost, never saw him, no one saw him, just his work. Was once poetically described as the bastard child of Clint Eastwood and Yoda. His raw instincts are almost as good a Charlie’s math.”


 “I said almost.”

 Alan was taken back a bit. Agent Edgerton had seemed more like a family man waiting to happen, not a hard boiled fed and soldier. “Well he knows his infants, and seems to like Esther, he brought receiving blankets and hypoallergenic wipes. You should write him a nice thank you note.”

 “Absolutely dad, first thing in the morning.” Charlie said.

“Esther, sweetie.” Colby said, gently smoothing down a lock of her hair. “That nice man who was just here, if anything ever goes wrong, really, really, wrong, that’s the guy you call ‘cause he’s the one you want watching your back. And he seems to like you.”

Alan shook his head at the morbid advice, having more fear than he cared to admit at the thought of his first and only grandchild becoming one more fed.

“All right, that’s enough of that. To bed, all three of you.”

Alan accepted goodnights and watched as the boys climbed the stairs with their little girl.

“And may we all have a good night.” He said to the house, though no one would hear.


Current Mood: tiredtired
kabloinkokabloinko on December 31st, 2007 09:51 pm (UTC)
Yay more fic from you! \o/

"Was once poetically described as the bastard child of Clint Eastwood and Yoda" Absolutely brilliant!

Happy New Year!
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 31st, 2007 11:58 pm (UTC)
Happy New Year to you too. Glad you like it. :-)
del_writesdel_writes on December 31st, 2007 10:52 pm (UTC)
Made me go, "Awwwwwww." Loved it, as usual. This softer side of Ian is perfectly adorable, and yeah, he's a good guy for Esther to call if things go really really wrong.
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 31st, 2007 11:59 pm (UTC)
With any luck she'll never need to make that call but Ian will be around. One more Uncle for her to wrap around her little fingers.
Devo79devo79 on December 31st, 2007 10:56 pm (UTC)
Again you feed my Ian needs! Thank You!
ladygray99ladygray99 on December 31st, 2007 11:59 pm (UTC)
My pleasure. Ian is kinda a constant need.
irena_adler: Edgertonirena_adler on January 1st, 2008 12:14 am (UTC)
I love the part about "buying a farm and having a litter" *snicker* Also where Ian thinks about cloning. Yeah, Alan didn't really know who was just cuddling his granddaughter!
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 1st, 2008 12:34 am (UTC)
I think Uncle Ian is going to have to show up a few more times just to make the Eppes cringe. :-)
shara50 on January 1st, 2008 12:22 am (UTC)
This was terrific as usual, Happy New Year!!
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 1st, 2008 12:34 am (UTC)
Thank you. Happy New Year to you too. :-D
kim_cckim_cc on January 1st, 2008 04:00 am (UTC)
Ahh . . . nice squishy feelings towards Ian.

Absolutely lovely.

kim cc
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 1st, 2008 04:40 am (UTC)
Glad I could provide squishies. :-)
fredbassettfredbassett on January 1st, 2008 12:35 pm (UTC)
Lovely stuff, and I adored the Eastwood/Yoda description as well!

I'd also like to see the fic where Esther makes that call .........you wrote action!fic really well :)
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 1st, 2008 06:22 pm (UTC)
We'll see about the call. I try to keep the angst in this 'verse minimal but now that I've got the ball rolling there will certainly be more of Ian and Esther over the years. Ian needs someone to spoil. ;-)
devon99 on January 1st, 2008 08:20 pm (UTC)
Aahh. Lovely. Had an awful New Years Eve and needed cheering up big time, and you've done just that. Warm and sweet and full of love.

You sure there isn't any chance of Ians shirt coming off? Now thats an image that really does cheer a girl up!!
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 1st, 2008 08:22 pm (UTC)
Poor baby. :( hope your new years day is better than your new years eve. I'll see if I can't get around to writing the prequal to the Charlie/David story which is a Charlie/Ian story. Just for you.
Abbie Strehlow: Black Cat White Catknotted_rose on January 1st, 2008 08:29 pm (UTC)
Very cute.

Can't you just imagine her first date going wrong? She wouldn't call Ian of course, wouldn't ask him to do anything. But if Uncle Ian found out and decided to take things into his own hands, well. . .
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 1st, 2008 08:31 pm (UTC)
Oh. I've got a sorry of her first break up. Uncle Don threates to sic the IRS on the ex's parents before Uncle Ian shows up armed to the teeth.
devon99 on January 1st, 2008 08:30 pm (UTC)
*rubs hands with gleeful anticipation*

Thank you..if only all families were like the lovely Eppes, but hey, you know how it is in the real world.

Happy New Year to you x
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 1st, 2008 08:31 pm (UTC)
Well we can all just try to do our best. :-)
(Anonymous) on January 2nd, 2008 06:06 pm (UTC)
Oh, the days of little or no sleep. I remember them well. This was very sweet. Ian better watch out or his reputation as scary may get a bit tarnished. This was great! Happy New Year!!

Twins' Mom
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 2nd, 2008 07:20 pm (UTC)
Yes. I figure in a lot of baby fic the parents are just having way too easy a time. My mother always says you can never have too many receiving blankets so I made sure Ian brought some. I wouldn't worry about his reputation too much. I think everyone knows he's got a bit of a soft spot for the Eppes and no one better try to poke at that soft spot or else. ;-)
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ladygray99ladygray99 on December 16th, 2008 08:32 pm (UTC)
Ian was trying really hard not to crack up.
laura_trekkielaura_trekkie on January 26th, 2009 07:50 pm (UTC)
It's fun seeing this other side of Ian and I loved Colby filling Alan in on just who Ian was :).

ladygray99ladygray99 on January 27th, 2009 03:08 am (UTC)
I'm working on a much long Vignette involving a lot of Ian's back story including is 9 brothers and sisters.