POI fic: Lonely Hearts Club
TITLE: POI fic - Lonely Hearts Club
AUTHOR: whomii2
RATING: G
SUMMARY: A Valentine's Day fic
It was bound to happen eventually. Harold was only surprised that it hadn’t happened sooner. It was Valentine's day, and as so often before he had felt an irresistible pull toward Grace’s place. While lurking outside he saw a man ring her doorbell and give her flowers. She was dressed in much fancier clothing than her usual artist’s attire. She laughed as she accepted her bouquet and they set off on what was most likely a romantic dinner. Grace was a lovely person, and Harold should be glad that she was finally moving on with her life with someone else. But he wasn’t.
Carter was enjoying her own romantic Valentine’s day dinner with Detective Beecher.
Fusco didn’t have a date, but his ex did. Which meant that Lionel had the evening with his son, and he was happier with that arrangement than if he had a lady friend.
Finch was in a rather melancholy mood when he arrived at the library. He was a bit surprised to find Reese there, pacing restlessly. Clearly the holiday was weighing on his friend as well - thoughts of happy Valentine’s days in the past, Valentine's days he had forsaken when he chose duty over love, and Valentine’s days that could never be now that Jessica was gone.
The mood in the library was rather somber, until finally John came to a decision. “Harold, let’s go for a drink. There’s nothing that can’t wait until morning.”
So Harold closed down some of his applications and gathered up his coat. They then headed off to a nearby sports bar, less crowded than usual as most of the regulars had sought a more romantic setting for the evening. They were able to sip their drinks in companionable silence. They might not be with their loved ones, but at least they weren’t alone this holiday.
AUTHOR: whomii2
RATING: G
SUMMARY: A Valentine's Day fic
It was bound to happen eventually. Harold was only surprised that it hadn’t happened sooner. It was Valentine's day, and as so often before he had felt an irresistible pull toward Grace’s place. While lurking outside he saw a man ring her doorbell and give her flowers. She was dressed in much fancier clothing than her usual artist’s attire. She laughed as she accepted her bouquet and they set off on what was most likely a romantic dinner. Grace was a lovely person, and Harold should be glad that she was finally moving on with her life with someone else. But he wasn’t.
Carter was enjoying her own romantic Valentine’s day dinner with Detective Beecher.
Fusco didn’t have a date, but his ex did. Which meant that Lionel had the evening with his son, and he was happier with that arrangement than if he had a lady friend.
Finch was in a rather melancholy mood when he arrived at the library. He was a bit surprised to find Reese there, pacing restlessly. Clearly the holiday was weighing on his friend as well - thoughts of happy Valentine’s days in the past, Valentine's days he had forsaken when he chose duty over love, and Valentine’s days that could never be now that Jessica was gone.
The mood in the library was rather somber, until finally John came to a decision. “Harold, let’s go for a drink. There’s nothing that can’t wait until morning.”
So Harold closed down some of his applications and gathered up his coat. They then headed off to a nearby sports bar, less crowded than usual as most of the regulars had sought a more romantic setting for the evening. They were able to sip their drinks in companionable silence. They might not be with their loved ones, but at least they weren’t alone this holiday.