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While Reese is undercover with the bad guys, Finch is captured. Reese is commanded to interrogate him. Reese must torture Finch, or appear to do so, else he'll be outed and they'll both be killed.

He miiiiiight have, but to be fair, he can be pretty oblivious about these things! =P Either way, it worked out. XD

Thanks!

what are you even

what are you even

OP here - I wouldn't mind at all lovely anon :)

The following day, Finch confiscated Rob's cell phone.

Well, he didn't so much confiscate Rob's cell phone, as confiscate everyone's cell phone, And he didn't so much "confiscate" as "borrow the entire classroom's phones for a probability demonstration". But the result was the same.

The students were very chatty that day. "Mr. Swift, Sir, when is Ms. Fletcher coming back?"

"Not soon enough, sad to say." Finch answered, in what he hoped was a humorous tone.

"Why, Sir, don't you like us?" Asked Sam Black, all feigned innocence. Nearly all the marks were in that particular classroom - all except Severin.

Finch smiled at Sam. "Feebleminded delinquents such as yourselves? Well... I suppose I do appreciate your creativity." He held up Sam's pop quiz, which sported a very obvious 10/10 at the top, but also featured a highly competent drawing - or rather, caricature - of Finch himself.

Sam and Joan grinned broadly, but Finch could see Rob reddening at Sam's impertinence. Peter, meanwhile, only seemed unsure.

*

Finch looked over the cloned phone over lunch.

What he found genuinely startled him. Rob appeared to have created many of the apps himself (or in collaboration?) and the phone appeared to serve as the hub of some kind of organization. Whatever his involvement in the east coast drug trade, it was long-standing, and it involved some meticulous planning.

One of the apps Finch found was called "Marauder's Map", which appeared to show the position of each of the four companions at all times. How Rob had gotten the iphone GPS to that level of precision was anybody's guess. And he had to have drawn and implemented the maps of Owlsgate himself. Finch could see them moving in the dining hall - a tiny icon representing each one of them.

Parts of Rob's calendar were obviously written in code, and the text messages were suspiciously respectable.

*

Over dinner, Finch cornered Rob's chemistry teacher.

"The Little kid? What do I know about him?" Ms. Brown looked at Finch suspiciously.

"Yes, he's been quiet in class, and his results have been very reliable but I wondered if perhaps I should give him some more advanced material..."

"Oh. You mean you don't know?"

Finch raised an eyebrow.

Ms. Brown continued: "Rob's family - well, his uncle was convicted of producing and selling designer drugs in 2011."

"...Oh." Finch did not know what to say.

"Many of the parents... Well, Rob wouldn't even have been admitted here, if it hadn't been for the headmaster. He's very principled, you might say."

"I see."

*dies laughing* But OMG, I could worry about these kids.

Undercover, Reese as a bodyguard to another rich guy (he is starting to wonder if the machine isn't messing with him by now) who also likes to buy his clothes...and dress him (something which Reese quickly discourages him from). He wonders why Finch sounds so tight over the phone to him. Finch won't admit it but he is furious at Reese having to wear clothes bought for him by someone else. As soon as the job is over, Finch summons Reese back to the library and strips him of the clothes (it helps that Reese got a bit roughed up and so Finch can cover by checking that Reese is ok, looking for injuries, etc).

Reese calls Finch on it - who does he think he is fooling?

Finch still gets hurt, but Nathan doesn't die. Other than that the plan goes ahead, but with a Finch who might still be distrustful but isn't so brutally damaged. They track down and recruit Reese, who unfortunately is still as damaged as his canon counterpart. Very quickly they bring him into their relationship, spotting that left without someone to ground him, someone for him to belong to, he will not manage on his own. Loving, protective Nathan and Finch please, taking good care of their asset.

For reasons, Finch has to hold Reese down. Maybe he's hurt and trying to move, maybe's he tied up again and blindfolded and panicked, and if he'll just hold still Finch will be able to untie him. Maybe's he's fevered and weak but trying to get up.

Bonus if Fusco then comes to help, but John only struggles harder until it's just Finch.

The latest number works in a lab and a fight / accident there means Reese gets covered in some sort of chemical. It's not lethal but it does cause confusion and disorientation. Reese makes it back to the library, and Finch hurriedly strips him and pushes him into the shower, has to get in with him to make sure he is ok. And Reese is bewildered, a little scared, because he's not exactly sure who this other man is, but he seems to be genuinely worried about Reese so he relents to his care.

oh OUCH. When I have more time I might try this. MAYBE. @__@ Because this must be done.

Rob's drug connections weren't the last surprise of the day. Shortly after dinner, he got an email from the lab.

Mr. Crow, we hope this message finds you well. The substance you've sent us is identical to the sample we analyzed for you a few weeks ago. Please find the detailed analysis in the attached document.

"What on earth…"

Finch had reached the for heaven's sake, just be done already moment of a case. He'd had gone from stuck and frustrated, to some breakthroughs, and now. Now he just wanted it to be over.

He forwarded the results to Reese, and threw himself into work. He spent hours making sense of what was in Rob's phone, and the next day, told Reese to take a second look over the grounds. If Rob was synthesizing some kind of drug, he had to be doing it somewhere.

The next thing he knew, Reese was calling him from an abandoned house on the outskirts of the village. "Finch, you need to get over here."

*

The lab was nothing short of alarming.

"Teenagers made this?" Finch exclaimed. From the outside, the lab looked like a deserted cabin. Finch could imagine children imagining it to be haunted, daring each other to go in. But the inside. The inside looked like a chemistry lab from a particularly well-funded university. Wide spaces, good lighting, well-ordered and tagged equipment, sinks, fume hoods - even an eyewash and emergency shower. But what really stopped Finch dead in his tracks - and probably the reason Reese told him he had to come - was the massive wall of computer hardware.

Reese shone his flashlight over the equipment. "Finch, some of this stuff - I don't even know what it is."

Finch was dumbfounded. "This is…"

But before he could tell Reese what it was, Finch's phone beeped. He looked at it. There was only one word on the screen.

HIDE

*

Reese reacted first, pulling Finch with him. Before he even had time to blink, Finch found himself behind a partition, wedged between a rack of servers and Reese himself. He probably identified hiding places the second he walked in here, thought Finch, hysterical. Panic hit him like a physical blow. He could hardly breathe.

Reese pulled on his jaw, and forced Finch to look up into his eyes. "Shh," he soothed. "Harold. I've got you."

Finch felt something in himself loosen, and he exhaled calmly. Seconds later, there were voices in the lab.

"I'm this close to crushing sleeping pills into your fucking dinner, dude."

"Yeah man, take a nap. You're scaring me."

"I'll sleep when this batch is done." Rob said.

"Fuck this batch. You just delivered twelve kilos of Bliss. Take the weekend off, for fuck's sake."

Rob response was brusque. "Fuck, Sam, why are we talking about this again? We have to do it on the first weekend of the month. We have to. It takes two fucking days to synthesize the shit. Maybe we could repeatedly get in and out of school for two days without getting noticed when there's a full staff. Maybe. but I'd rather do it when half of them are on their weekend off."

"I know."

"Then why are you making me say it again?" Rob sounded genuinely distressed.

"Rob's over-the-top security measures are the stuff of legend." Another voice said.

"SHUT UP, PETER." The other three voices said in unison.

A girl - Joan, presumably - spoke up. "Rob, bro… You're right. We have to do this now. But maybe you could let us do it this time? I mean… this is why we got into this in the first place, right? ''Cause you're stuck with this job, bro, and we can't stand how fucking hard it is on you every month."

"We've got your back, okay?" Sam said.

"And look," Joan said. "I hate to bring this up, but you haven't slept in days, and sometimes… it gets a little ugly when you… I mean, we don't want the thing with Sam to happen again."

Behind the partition, Finch was suddenly trepidatious. What is the thing with Sam, he tried to ask Reese telepathically.

Rob was raising his voice. "Fuck! I'm not going to kill anyone, ok!"

"You had a gun, Rob!"

"I always have a gun! You're the one who came in here unannounced!"

Joan made an effort to pacify them. "You're right, Rob," she said soothingly. "He should never have surprised you. But bro, you get jumpy as fuck in here, and if you're sleep-deprived, it's just going to get worse. Jumpy people make mistakes, Rob."

Then, from what sounded like the other end of the lab, Peter spoke up. "Hey there's some leftover Bliss here."

"CAREFUL!" Rob cried, "Don't get it on you."

"I know, man. I know just a touch is enough! Just get a little bit on you. The perfect date-rape drug, when you think about it."

From where they were concealed, Reese flinched.

But then, they heard Sam laugh. "More like the worst date-rape drug ever, dude. 'Cause if your date is tired of your shit, they're twice as likely to tell you if you give them this.

Joan chimed in. "Yeah, Peter, no offence, but if you give this to someone who doesn't already want to get in your pants, but shit out of luck.

"Nobody does stuff they don't want to do under the influence of Bliss. They do the things they've always wanted to do." Sam said.

Oddly enough, the shift in conversation seemed to have calmed Rob down. "It's not something I strongly suggest anyone use without supervision," he was saying, "and of course there are the usual caveats related to the use of illegal substances, but the bottom line is: you can't get someone to do something they don't want to do by giving them this drug."

"So why do people keep coming back to this stuff, Rob?" Peter asked.

"I don't know, maybe they just… want to stop thinking too much."

you have every reason to worry about them

ugh I know. You and me both.

Aww, Machine! And Reese taking care of Finch! And then flinching at Peter's idea, alhslashglakhgal I can't. I just hope they're taking notes about the rest of the conversation, OMG. <3

A few hours later, Reese and Finch were able to leave the cabin.

Reese had spent an entire evening draped over Finch. He'd managed to remain indifferent to the proximity for the first hour or so, but then… He kept feeling Finch's breath against his skin, and he could smell Finch, and the scent wafted over him and it was all he could do to restrain himself from bending down and nuzzling him.

And then he couldn't stop himself from thinking about it. The drug he and Finch unknowingly taken That Night. These kids were the ones making it. "Bliss", they called it. These kids were the ones making it. Of all the…

He tried not to think about about what those kids had said. Because there was no point thinking about it now. But he… "Nobody does stuff they don't want to do under the influence of Bliss. They do the things they've always wanted to do."

Reese's head hurt.

*

Reese camped out in view of the cabin for continued surveillance, and in the morning, Finch finally found the link between Severin and the Marauders. On Facebook.

Sam had been baiting and goading Severin on Facebook for weeks. "Facebook communications are surprisingly hard to retrieve, if you don't already know what you're looking for, Mr. Reese."

Severin, meanwhile, had started paying close attention to Sam's movements, and asking pointed questions.

And so, the week before, Sam had suggested that Severin visit the cabin when half the school staff had their weekend off. And to "make sure not to make a sound until the last second - Rob's surprised face is hilarious."

"He knows Rob will put a gun to his head, Mr. Reese."

*

Things happened very quickly after that. Reese made sure Severin was safe, and talked to all of them. The whole story came tumbling out - they were clandestine prodigies, sure enough, but they were also kids who had no experience with keeping long-term secrets. If anything, the poor things were relieved to finally talk to someone.

"It was when my uncle was arrested." Rob told Reese. "The people he was working for… I think my dad offended them once, and when uncle Frank got arrested, instead of asking my cousins to work for them - all my family members are good with biochem, you know - they approached me. I couldn't say no. You don't say no to Elias."

"And your friends?"

"They found out a year ago. They learned all the necessary biochem on their own, they didn't even tell me. Then one day, in the dining hall… They just announced that they were going to come to the cabin and help me. The cabin set-up was only rudimentary until they came. We fixed it up together. And having them there… It was just so much easier. Not much faster, but just… less boring. Less like the worst thing that ever happened to me." Rob mumbled the last sentence despondently.

"Those are some good friends."

Rob nodded. Tears were welling up in his eyes. "What's going to happen now?"

"Mr. Reese?" Finch said. "I've just spoken with Elias. He has agreed never to bother Rob again, in exchange for a detailed recipe for the Bliss drug."

Reese told Rob this, and gave him the address of the crisis hotline, and resolved to punch Elias in the face next time he saw him.

*

Reese spent a full day in his safe house - the one he'd purchased as untraceably as possible, as per Finch's request - sleeping, and thinking things over.

The things they've always wanted to do.

Reese needed to know, desperately needed to know just how true that was for Finch. The seed of hope was planted in his mind now, and would never go away. But. What was he even supposed to say? "Hey Finch, I was wondering: have you always wanted to get in my pants?"

*

It was dark by the time Reese went to find Finch. The library felt muted and lonely, as though he'd been gone for months.

But Finch wasn't there.

Reese went up to the bookcase, and reached back, behind one of the books, he pressed down. Just to their right, an entire bookshelf swung open, revealing a small bedroom. Reese went in.

It was pouring rain when Finch came back. His hair was wet.

"Mr. Reese, you should know two things." Finch spoke without preamble of any kind. "First, that I have been thinking about this for a long time, and second, that I have had some qualms regarding… Well. Becoming becoming involved romantically as well as professionally is unwise, to say the least. The phrase "putting all one's eggs in one basket" comes to mind. In fact, I -"

Finch suddenly fell silent. Reese had hardly ever seen Finch overwhelmed. It was devastating.

"I believe -" Finch coughed. "I believe my feelings on the matter change daily, if not hourly. As a result," Finch looked up. "My behaviour may have been... inconsistent. I cannot make up my mind, Mr. Reese. But I also think that an analogy about horses and barn doors would be appropriate."

"Finch"

Caring about Finch had wrecked John because it had woken up his feelings. Reese felt as though he was seeing clearly for the first time in years. He could see concern and worry, in Finch's eyes; he knew that if something happened to him, Finch would be hurt. And Reese had never noticed until now, but ever since he'd met Finch, he identified with the marks. He identified with having something to lose.

"Finch," Reese pleaded. "I was confused - you said it was a drug, you didn't say anything else - I thought maybe you wanted me to forget all about it."

Finch stared at the floor. "I've found it difficult to think of anything else, John, I could hardly be hoping that you would…"

"Harold" Reese closed the distance between them.

Finch looked at Reese. He touched him. Then Finch was touching Reese's bare skin, all the places he'd touched before. And John was shocked to find himself abruptly, appallingly, on the verge of tears. He shouldn't have been surprised, really. It was a natural reaction.

Reese felt like he was falling apart. "Harold, I wanted to -"

"Shh, I know." Finch brushed the back of his hand down the side of Reese's face. "I know."

ALL THE BEST FEELINGS

I mean Elias is a terrible person and I'm super relieved for Rob (also, still grinning at the parallels, OMG), but mostly -- FEELINGS. Finch and Reese feelings, oh my gosh, they finally talked! About feelings, even! So, no, I cannot even, nothing coherent is going to be said in this comment anymore, Finch is touching Reese's face and everything is beautiful. <3 <3 <3

1. Either Finch or Reese discovers the other has a tattoo (while performing first aid for some injury?)

2. ????

3. Sex!!!

Remember when Carter said she'd imagined Reese in the back seat of her cruiser but in handcuffs? And Reese replied each to their own....

Well, somehow Carter finds Reese in just such a situation...all helpless... and she gets him a little flustered by taunting him about all the things she could do to him and he couldn't do a thing about it.

Of course she's just messing with him, getting a little of her own back after all the stress he's caused her.

Bonus if she ends up stealing a kiss, and then Reese just slips out of the handcuffs and disappears into the night all smug (but privately a little mortified because it's Carter).

Now Carter's the one who's flustered because actually - yeah, she'd totally do him.

So everything's the same except that Finch is a techno-mage. He needs a familiar, and finds Reese - alone, on the run. Up to you if Reese can shift to an animal form or not...

+1 Do want!

So maybe Finch forgets about that pile of books he left on the floor, and in the dark (up to writer!nonny why John would be walking around the library at night...in the dark...) and he trips right over them. It's not a serious hurt but still, ow.

Or maybe Finch gives John the wrong direction over the comms and John ends up stumbling down some steps when he's chasing someone (or running from someone).

I just want to see guilty Finch and reassuring John.

Of course if the hurt is from something Finch says offhand that cuts John deep, it might take Finch a while to realise what he did. But either way I'd like to see him put it right and take care of Reese.

John either is hurt or gets sick (nothing life threatening but it does need dealt with - maybe a separated shoulder or stomach flu), and has to be hospitalised. Finch sets him up a cover identity - the disgraced son of a reclusive billionaire - and has him admitted and treated at a very private hospital. While's he's sedated and recovering, Carter keeps watch over him, which leaves Finch and Bear at the library.

But long before Finch ever bought over the library, someone hid something there of immense value...and now they'd like it back. They lay siege to the library, forcing Finch to come up with increasingly resourceful ideas at first to keep them out, and then to hide from them and hamper their progress as he tries to figure out what they want and whether it is safe to give it to them. Basically Finch and Bear doing Die Hard.

And once it's all resolved, John waking up to see them both there, and asking how they are and Finch totally glossing over it because he doesn't want John to feel guilty about not being there when they needed him and he needs John to concentrate on getting better.

John is the new guy working in the office at the limo company. He helps Zoe get a car in a rush, and she warms to him. He seems a little under the weight of everything, though, and they start an careful friendship. Finally she learns that he is being stalked - by someone becoming increasingly intrusive. Zoe can do many things, but dealing with this is beyond her skills. But she knows someone who can help - Harold Finch and his team of 'handlers' (Joss Carter and Lionel Fusco - Bear is Harold's assistance / guard dog). She foots Harold's bill and encourages a reluctant John to take their help. Gradually they learn to trust and like each other and well, things go from there. Up to nonny who the stalker is (could be Elias, maybe Logan). But John tried to tough it out at first before admitting he did need help.

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Finch/Reese, Reese forced to interrogate Finch

Re: FILL: Distractions (Finch/Reese) [Teen] [No warnings]

Re: FILL: Fledgling (Finch, Reese) [Not Rated] [No meme warnings so far] 2/?

Re: Finch, Reese, rescue, angst, close calls - can be pre slash

FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 28/?

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 28/?

Reese/Finch, undercover, clothes!kink, possessive!Finch, first time

Finch/Nathan, eventual Finch/Nathan/Reese, POI AU, Nathan doesn't die, bottom!Reese

Finch, Reese or Finch+Reese - held down

Finch, Reese, caretaking, Finch has to give Reese a shower

Re: Finch/Nathan, eventual Finch/Nathan/Reese, POI AU, Nathan doesn't die, bottom!Reese

FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 29/?

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 28/?

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 27/?

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 29/?

FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 30/30

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 29/?

Re: FILL: all the things we don't talk about, Reese/Finch, 30/30

Finch/Reese - tattoos

Carter/Reese, threatened dub-con, handcuffs, mischevious!Carter

Finch, Reese - magical AU, Reese is Finch's familiar

Re: Carter/Reese, threatened dub-con, handcuffs, mischevious!Carter

Finch, Reese, friendly fire, accidental injury, H/C

Finch, Reese, Carter, Bear, hurt!John, badass!Finch, (library siege)

Finch, Reese, Reese/male eventual Finch/Reese, POI AU, stalked!John