...I have no idea what this is or where it came from. I read a writing prompt that simply stated "He woke to birdsong," thought of Finch (obviously), and it became this. I limited myself to 200 words just for funzies (because I've never done that before). Though this is anything but fun. More like sadistic and angsty. If you read this thinking "WTF?" then you're on the same page I am. Apparently I'm having a worse couple of days than I realized. XD Character death is hinted at.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Person of Interest.
Birdsong
He woke to birdsong. Instantly a smile broke upon his face. Finch always loved birds, hence his aliases. The smile creeping up couldn't be stopped. Fresh cut grass wafted into his nostrils along with the smell of gasoline. Slowly the smile flipped. Gasoline? He never kept his windows open; too many possible threats.
His eyes shot open revealing he wasn't in his usual bed. Or even Kansas. Toto or the Tin Man would've been better company than the cold, animalistic eyes staring into his soul that burned his flesh. The man was someone he hadn't seen in a long time. Sort of. Personally Finch could have gone a lifetime without seeing the old side of his partner. Probably everyone on the face of the planet would agree if they ever met the assassin. His eyes told his entire story without telling anything at all. Especially the part how Finch was responsible for Jessica's death. Peter may have knocked her unconscious, but the crash ended her. Now Finch had to pay. A wasted Reese was certain.
Reese lit a match as Finch realized the smell of gas came from him. Now it wasn't just his eyes burning Finch's flesh.
"Goodbye Harold."
No, I don't actually think this would happen. At least not to Finch. Though Reese can act like a sadistic SOB sometimes. XD Like I said, you can figure out where this came from just as well as me. XD Oh, well. At least it's something after being hit with writers block for the past few months. :( BTW, this fic could also be called Burning Bed, but that kind of gives it away. So I picked something that sounds harmless and inviting, but it stabs you in the back like the fic itself. XD