PERSON OF INTEREST fic: Valentine's Day
Title: PERSON OF INTEREST fic: Valentine's Day
Author:whomii2
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Summary: Our guys on Valentine's day
Disclaimer: I do not own Person of Interest
(NOTE: i thought of this after reading the holiday ficlets by Marbleglove on FF.net. You may want to check those out)
Fusco resigned himself to another day of tedium. His wife had left him several years ago, and the demands of his job had put a damper on his personal life. So with no romantic partner, he might as well spend Valentine’s day trailing after The Suit’s mysterious boss. Unfortunately The Boss led a much less exciting life than his partner in crime. His days seemed to involve a lot of going from place to place and sitting in front of a computer. Perhaps there was more excitement going on in cyberspace, but as an observer in the real world Fusco would have to say things looked pretty dull.
Fusco perked up when The Boss deviated from his usual types of locations and entered a florist shop. His jaw dropped open when he saw him emerge a short time later carrying a rather expensive looking bouquet. When Fusco called to report this development, he could tell by the silence on the other end of the phone that The Suit was just as surprised. This was confirmed when The Suit met him as he lurked outside The Boss’s next stop--a candy store. But what really shocked them was when The Boss’s next errand took him to Victoria’s Secret. They stared at each other speechlessly but quickly moved to follow when their quarry exited the store, loaded down with his various purchases, and hailed a cab. He was let off at an expensive hotel, and the two discretely shadowed him into the lobby, determined to see how this evening was going to progress….
Harold arranged his purchases so that he could push several different floors in the elevator, including the restaurant level. On that floor he quickly exited the public elevator and made his way to the private elevator for the penthouse suits. He then expressed down in that elevator to the indoor garage where his driver and car were waiting for him. He settled into the soft leather seats in the back with a glad sigh as he was feeling a bit fatigued after all of the running around. He indulged in some of the gourmet chocolate with not a little self-satisfaction. He was sure his boys would have quite a frustrating time trying to locate his room (in fact, he had rented several rooms under different aliases) before resigning themselves to the fact that he had given them the slip. They were sure to be quite irked - a suitable payback in response to their intrusion into his privacy. He smiled as he contemplated his Valentine’s plans - curled up by the fire with a hot tea and his beloved books
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