Despicable Me
Disclaimer: I don't own Person of Interest or the song Despicable me.
A/N: I thought of this when I was listening to the son Despicable me and just though, what the hay! So yeah.
"I'm having a bad, bad day. It's about time that I get my way."
John Reese was having a rather bad day. He had shot a couple of times, but luckily he was wearing a bullet proof vest. That didn't make his day any better. His day started off with waking up in trunk that was on fire. He wasn't too happy about that. It was the second time that he was left in a trunk that was on fire in his life. He was pretty sick of it. Then Finch called and told him, they had a new number. A teen that was a real brat. She was growing on his nerves. She wouldn't stop talking, she kept whining, texting, all the things a normal teen would do. He stopped the threat. It turned out her boyfriend wanted her dead. He was completely fine with helping him out with that, but Finch reminded him that they had to save her, not help the perpetrator. John wasn't as happy with that idea. John let her off with a warning. After that, he was stopped by four guys wanting money. They had guns and were demanding money. John wasn't having it.
"Steam rolling whatever I see, huh. Despicable me."
It didn't end well. John returned to the library an hour later. Finch looked at him with a surprised look on his face. Johns' clothes had burn marks on them and bullet holes in his jacket. He looked dreadfully tired.
"Don't ask." He told Finch.
"Wasn't planning on it Mr. Reese."
There you go. It's my first story so do be kind. Reviews and feedback would be greatly appreciated.