Harold Finch was beginning to worry.

Reese had needed to remove his earwig and turn off his phone to maintain his current undercover identity, and the lack of communication was getting on Finch's nerves.

They had been able to rescue Shaw from Decima's clutches, but her condition had been grave. Root was staying by her side to watch over her, leaving Harold and John with the occasional help from Fusco to deal with the Numbers. They had been trying to keep a low profile, knowing that Samaritan was no doubt plotting some counter-attack for the rescue. They just wouldn't know where or when it might occur.

Harold's fretting was interrupted when he noticed a figure trying to steal a candy bar from the vending machine hiding the secret entrance. He groaned when he realized it was his twin brother, Ben. This didn't bode well. While he loved his brother, and was always glad to see him, he also knew that the other tended to bring chaos with him. Still, he was family, and if Harold didn't invite him in he knew that wouldn't deter Ben from entering anyway. Best to just go and find out what this was all about.

Ben had to pause his attempts to get around the vending machine when Harold made his appearance.

"You know you could just PAY for the candy bar if you want one."

"I could. But I'm not going to."

"Fine. I'll pay." Harold retrieved a candy bar and handed it to Ben. Then he started to lead Ben back the way he had come.

"I love what you have done with the place" Ben remarked sarcastically. "So you have electricity down here. How did you manage that?"

"We have 2 giant hamsters running on a massive wheel in our secret underground cave."

"Touche"

Bear came to attention and growled at the intruder as they approached the subway car. Harold told him to stand down before ushering his brother inside. When Harold had settled back at his station and Ben had found a seat, Harold figured it was time to get to the point.

"Why are you here Ben?"

"Why to see you Harold. And things have been a little hectic on the island lately. I thought a trip here might be a nice way to unwind."

"Most people go TO a tropical island to relax."

"Most people's tropical islands aren't like mine."

"True. Now what do you want Ben?"

"Harold! Couldn't I just want to visit my brother without any ulterior motives?"

"No. You forget I know you."

"So suspicious. Although in your defense I have given you reason over the years."

The ringing of Harold's cell phone interrupted their discussion. Harold was pleased that John had been able to reestablish contact, but his heart plummeted when Greer's smarmy voice came through instead of John's. Unsurprisingly, Greer was demanding that Harold give himself up to Samaratin's operatives, or John's life would be forfeit. Harold didn't think either of them would have a long life expectancy once Harold surrendered, but didn't know what else to do.

Ben, who had heard the whole exchange, didn't seem to think much of Harold's chances either.

"You know, I would have bet that you wouldn't be stupid enough to fall for your friend as bait."

"At least I have friends. And I cant just let him be killed."

"That's a bit harsh. And I don't see how your dying with him makes the situation any better."

"There's no other way. Now stay out of my way Ben, I am going."

*THUMP*

"No you aren't" Ben said after knocking his brother out. "I think this is a situation more suited to my particular skill set. Besides, it will dovetail nicely with my current plans."

Ben removed Harold's jacket and glasses before tying him in place. He then headed out to make a few preparations before going to the rendezvous site.