Disclaimer: I do not own Person of Interest or the Characters
A/NL Based on the Nickleback song Savin' Me
"What was that Mr. Reese"
"Mr. Reese?"
"John?"
Where would he have been without Finch? Probably dead, maybe in jail, if the "company" had ever found him. Somewhere much worse than this he was sure.
"Answer me, John!"
Why did Harold sound so worried, when he opened his mouth to respond, he remembered, he had been shot. Now he was lying in the middle of some back alley in Godknowswhere – wait, he knew where he was didn't he?
"John!"
Finch, he loved hearing Finch's voice, but he hated when Finch was scared.
"Harold" he managed in a lower and more gravelled voice than usual.
"John what happened? I'm almost there"
John? Finch must really be worried, when he finally managed to gain some small semblance of focus he saw that there was good reason for Finch to worry. There was blood everywhere, too much blood, he was dying.
"John do you have your phone? I'm following your GPS, John? John, do you have your phone?"
"How far?" was all he could manage to say in response. He wanted to keep Finch calm and he knew his quiet, short responses weren't helping.
"10 minutes John, I will be there in 10 minutes, hold on!"
10 minutes is too long he thought to himself. He looked at his wounds as best as he could, he had already lost so much blood, even if Finch arrived this minute there wouldn't be enough time to get help.
"Harold...Listen to me" he didn't have much time, or energy left but he would use all of it on this.
"7 minutes John"
"Harold, there is nothing…you can do"
"5 minutes"
"Harold, please"
"John, I will be there in 5 minutes, you need to save your strength"
"Harold, Harold, I love you"
"4 minutes"
"hear me?" he asked weakly.
"Yes, John, I heard you"
"need…know…pl-"
"3 minutes"
"Harold"
"John!"
"John answer me!"
"John!"
"John, please!"
When he finally reached John he all but dove out of the car. There was so much blood, too much blood, he thought. As he hit the pavement next to John he desperately felt for a pulse.
Please, Please, Please, Please, Please
It was there, it was faint, it was there though.
"John, John I'm here, John open your eyes"
After a moment the younger man obliged, but just barely.
"love…you"
The words were so faint Finch couldn't hear them, but he saw them in John's eyes.
"I love you too John, of course I do!"
Johns eyes closed, they were replaced by a small smile, for just a moment.