Fin was watching his partner through narrowed eyes. Something was wrong. Having been partners with John Munch for several years, he could read even when the man was happy, angry, depressed, whatever. Even when he wasn't doing his usual griping to tell everyone in the room what was wrong or right in his life. John was talking on the phone and he looked both surprised and annoyed.
"Fine!" he stated stonily when, upon hung up by banging the phone down, John saw Fin's eyes on him. "What?" Fin snickered and said,
"Hey, man , remember you're mad at the phone- not me."
"Yeah." John said. "Well, because I know you're about to ask..." Fin interrupted,
"I didn't ask." But Munch was ready to vent.
"I'm getting a house guest. My niece. For about a year." John continued. Fin raised his eyebrows.
"I didn't know you had a niece," he stated.
"Yeah well my kid sister died right after giving birth, but the daughter made it out ok. And she is going to be living with me until who even knows when, because apparently the dad croaked too.
"Whoa. That's going to be weird... for her. So, she look like you?"
"Not that I recall," John said, "but I've actually only seen her in person right after she as born, and a picture of her at age five. Well, that was ten years ago."
"Still…no offense, but you?"
"Offense taken! Well. What her filthy rich dad's will executor wants, her filthy rich granddad's will executor gets. And he wanted her to have a legal guardian, because, and I quote "boarding schools don't continue to be an option". So that sounds like a loaded past already. And with all the money he's given to the NYPD over the years, if he wanted her to have a safe place in the middle of New York, she can have one police plaza if she wants.
"Huh. You're gonna be a dad." Fin said, laughing, and then turned away from his partner's grumpy face.