Fanfiction 100: #003. Ends.
Fic Number: #003.
Prompt: Ends.
Author: pvtwitt
Rating: General
Length: 206 words
Warnings: None
Author's Notes: N/A
Disclaimer: The characters of Person of Interest are (unfortunately) not mine. This is just for entertainment.
Her fingers moved across the seat, seeking to connect with him in the darkness of Agent Donnelly’s SUV. She finally found him, grasped his hand, gave it a squeeze that she hoped was reassuring. She didn’t see him press his eyes shut as he tried to keep all the guilt he felt at getting her involved from bubbling to the surface, threatening to choke him. She didn’t see his lips tighten and the slight dip of his head as the self-loathing and anger took up residence once again. No, she didn’t see any of that.
But she felt it.
He didn’t move his hand away from hers as she tried to convince Donnelly he wasn’t a monster. He didn’t squeeze back either. It bothered her, worried her. She’d seen him be humorous, serious, and of course, deadly. She’d never seen this.
This was resignation, and it made her angry.
He thought this was it. She refused to believe that. This couldn’t be how it all ended. Not with everything they’d done, all they’d been through.
Finch would surely figure something out. He had to. And until he did, she would continue to hold onto John with an unwavering grip. She refused to let him go.
Prompt: Ends.
Author: pvtwitt
Rating: General
Length: 206 words
Warnings: None
Author's Notes: N/A
Disclaimer: The characters of Person of Interest are (unfortunately) not mine. This is just for entertainment.
Her fingers moved across the seat, seeking to connect with him in the darkness of Agent Donnelly’s SUV. She finally found him, grasped his hand, gave it a squeeze that she hoped was reassuring. She didn’t see him press his eyes shut as he tried to keep all the guilt he felt at getting her involved from bubbling to the surface, threatening to choke him. She didn’t see his lips tighten and the slight dip of his head as the self-loathing and anger took up residence once again. No, she didn’t see any of that.
But she felt it.
He didn’t move his hand away from hers as she tried to convince Donnelly he wasn’t a monster. He didn’t squeeze back either. It bothered her, worried her. She’d seen him be humorous, serious, and of course, deadly. She’d never seen this.
This was resignation, and it made her angry.
He thought this was it. She refused to believe that. This couldn’t be how it all ended. Not with everything they’d done, all they’d been through.
Finch would surely figure something out. He had to. And until he did, she would continue to hold onto John with an unwavering grip. She refused to let him go.