AN: Okay so this is not proofread as it has been something I talked about with two people on here. It is just a drabble as it's just a fantasy piece, though I could write a lot more, maybe. It's kind of my crack version of what I want to happen in the finale of the series. Is it going to happen?-hell no. Do I want it too?-hell yes! I'm sure there is grammar errors in this, so I apologize in advance. This is in John's POV.
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He couldn't bask in their victory, couldn't go with his friends to the pub and celebrate. John couldn't even find a single ounce of happiness over the fact that he no longer had to hide, could go home and sleep for days because finally the nightmare was over. Decima was apprehended, and Samaritan destroyed. They won after a brutal and bloody war that he was sure he would die at the end of. However, all of that was just white noise as there was only one thought running through his mind: Joss was alive.
Before Samaritan had been destroyed it had threw him a crumb, a transmission of sorts. Joss's voice had dropped him to his knees when she called out his name for help. It had been quick and it was gone. Finch tried to console him as Root destroyed the very thing that could help him find her but threatened his life and the lives of their friends. Greer had laughed at his suffocating despair, until Shaw emptied her entire clip into him for what he had done to her and didn't stop until the clicking of an empty chamber penetrated.
John walked unevenly as there was not one spot on his entire body that did not ache from the various wounds he had. Samaritan and Decima agents had not gone down without a fight. But he would crawl to the end of the Earth to find Carter and would not rest until he set tired eyes on her once more.
He approached the busy intersection of 49th and 6th as New Yorkers were walking to and fro to get to work on time. John merely stopped in the middle of the throng, forcing them to walk around him, and looked up at the camera.
"Joss is out there somewhere," he said thickly as tears pricked the backs of his eyes, as he stared up at the surveillance camera. "I'm going to find her and you're going to help me." he vowed before turning around, his phone buzzed in response, and he got lost in the sea of men and women as he walked away to go find the woman he loved.
AN: I used the intersection from Firewall and wanted to mirror what John did in the pilot and what he said at the end of Firewall. This is just my wishful thinking since Careese owns me and would KILL for this sort of ending. Not sure if this is it or not but I'm going to list this as complete. I got an idea and it would be probably four or five chapters in length but I don't know. I guess it's up to you guys if you guys want to read it, I'll write it. Thanks for reading my fantasy.