Inspired by homeric's stories "Fix" and "Fixed"

It's a nice morning in Manhattan. The sun is peeking out from the horizon, sending an orange glow everywhere. Zoe is sitting at her usual spot at her favorite, pretending to read the menu but really enjoying the sunrise. Zoe looks up from her menu as she hears someone walking towards her.

"Good morning Joss." Zoe greets with a smile.

"Morning Zoe." Carter replies, smiling back. She takes a seat opposite Zoe and Zoe puts down her menu.

"You look tired." Carter says, raising an eyebrow in concern. Zoe shakes her head slightly.

"It's been a long week to say the least. It seems like everyone needed help getting out of some sort of trouble this week." Carter nodded, ignoring that fact that the majority of the people Zoe has helped probably were trying to get out of legal issues.

"You ever figure out what's bothering Harold?" Carter asks with general concern.

"No. But whatever it is, it's still tormenting him." They sit in silence for a moment before Zoe speaks again. "So, how's John?"

"He's good." Zoe can hear the hesitation in Carters voice.

"What happened?" Zoe asks seriously. Carter hesitates again before speaking.

"Well, nothing really 'happened'; it's just that my son Tyler found out about us." Carter confesses. Zoe tries to hold back a grin.

"Now how did that happen?" Zoe smiles, trying to picture how Carter's son could have found out.

"He caught us kissing." Carter mumbles slightly, looking away. This time Zoe can't resist laughing.

"It could have been a lot worse." She says still laughing.

"Oh, it could have been so much worse." Carter looks back at Zoe smiling slightly. Her statement makes Zoe raise her eyebrow, but she doesn't say anything.

They chat for a while longer. They don't really talk about work too much, but they talk about other things. Normal conversations like good books, movies, and they swap funny stories. As they part ways after eating breakfast, Zoe smiles to herself. She never expected to have a normal life. What she has now is far from normal, but she likes how her life is unfolding. It is nice to have a friend to talk too. Zoe smiles to herself again. Who knew that meeting two men could have changed her life this much?

Zoe spends the rest of the day working. It's a lot of work but she enjoys what she does – most of the time. Before she knows it, it's late at night and Zoe finds herself in need of a ride. She walks for another block before she hears a familiar voice behind her.

"Need a lift?" Finch asks and Zoe turns around to face him.

"Following me?" Zoe replies smiling, walking towards Finch.

"I was around." Finch answers Zoe, giving her a grin. As she draws near to him, he puts his arms around her and kisses her. Zoe laughs, and Finch smiles back at her. Taking her hand, he begins to lead her to his car.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Finch asks, although he already feels like he knows the answer.

"Yes." Zoe recommends, confirming what Finch had assumed. They arrive at Finch's car and he opens the passenger door for Zoe before climbing into the driver's seat. He starts the car and begins driving.

"How was your day? Who needed saving today?" Zoe asks. Finch shrugs in response.

"Uneventful. John and I were faced with the irksome task of watching a Wal-Mart greeter." Finch replies, a bit of irritation in his voice.

"Any sign of a threat?"

"Besides getting a sore throat from saying 'Welcome to Wal-Mart', no." Finch answers drily and Zoe can't help chuckling to herself. They sit in a peaceful silence, and Zoe looks out the window and watches as the buildings go by.

"Are we going to my place?" Zoe questions after a moment.

"Yes. Unless you don't want to…"

"No, it's fine." Zoe does her best to hold in a sigh. Though they had been dating for a while, Finch still subconsciously refuses to let Zoe into his personal life. He did trust her, and she knows he loves her but his paranoia is still keeping her away. She had no idea who he really was. He did tell her some things about himself, but she still felt like there was a major part of him she did not know.

They drive the rest of the way to Zoe's apartment in silence. Once they arrive, they get out of the car and make their way up the stairs to Zoe's apartment. Once inside, Finch turns to face Zoe.

"So, what would you like to do tonight?" Finch inquires politely.

"Let's watch a movie." Zoe answers and Finch tilts his head slightly, considering her idea.

"Which movie?" Zoe hesitated for a moment. There is a movie she has been wanting to see for a while…

"The Exorcist." Zoe finally answers and smiles at Finch's expression, which is a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"Interesting choice of movie." Finch observes, a grin playing at the corners of his mouth. Zoe smiles again and goes to find her copy of the movie. Finch makes his way to the couch and sits down, waiting for Zoe. After a few moments of watching Zoe trying to find the movie Finch speaks up.

"You do know that I can download the movie and stream it to your tv right?" Finch comments and Zoe turns around to face him.

"No, I don't want to do anything illegal tonight. I did too many illegal things today." Zoe mumbles the last part to herself, but from Finch's expression she knows that he heard her.

"I could also buy it online." He says after a moment.

"That will probably be the best idea." Zoe agrees and Finch nods. Zoe sits down next to Finch as he buys the movie online and they begin to watch it together. It's an old movie, but Zoe finds herself gripping onto Finch's arm in fear. He glances at her occasionally, enjoying her presence. He likes how she holds onto him – he likes knowing that she trusts him to protect her. He puts his arm around her and she snuggles against him. They don't talk much while watching the movie, but towards the end of the movie Finch can't help himself.

"The power of Christ compels you! The power of Christ compels you! The power of Christ compels you!"

"Well, this is taking a while." Finch comments and Zoe laughs. "The power of Christ compels you!"

"It's a never ending chant." Finch sighs and Zoe looks up at him.

"And seriously, why is the older priest out of breath? He said his line only three times before he sounds out of breath." Finch continues, his annoyance showing through his voice.

"You analyze things too much." Zoe replies, leaning her head against his shoulder again. Finch looks like he wants to say something else, but he remains quiet. They watch the rest of the movie in silence and Finch doesn't speak again until the credits come on.

"Well that was entertaining." Finch remarks slightly sarcastically, but Zoe can tell that he really did have a good time watching the movie with her.

Zoe stands up and stretches a little, her body slightly stiff from sitting still for a while. She looks down at Finch and can tell from his expression that he can't get up on his own. She holds out her hand to him and he hesitates, but after she gives him a stern look he takes her hand. Zoe helps pull him to his feet and she can see his pain reflecting in his eyes.

"You alright?" She asks, concern filling her.

"I'll be alright." He gives her a tight smile, and she nods. Zoe turns to start walking towards the bedroom but Finch reaches out and takes her hand, stopping her.

"Zoe," He says quietly and Zoe turns to look at him. There is a look in his eyes that she has never seen before.

"You connect me to the world." Those six words make Zoe freeze. It is by far the most loving statement anyone has ever told her. She feels different, almost better. Suddenly, in that moment, Zoe realizes that Finch also connects her to the world.

Finch places his hands on Zoe's hips and she finds herself wrapping her arms around Finch's neck, pulling him closer. He leans down and kisses her and she kisses him back. They break from the kiss and Zoe rests her head on his shoulder. She can smell his ridiculously expensive cologne and she breaths it in deeply, never wanting him to leave. He kisses her lightly along her neck and Zoe can't help but moan softly. He moves his hands through her hair and then he runs his hands down her spine slowly, following the curve of her body. She reaches up and puts her hand behind his head, slowly pulling him closer to her. Swiftly, Finch leans down slightly and picks up Zoe despite his pain and physical limitations. She laughs and puts her arms around his neck, holding him close. Finch smiles at her as her carries her to the bedroom.

Slowly, Zoe wakes up from her deep sleep. Keeping her eyes closed, she takes a deep breath and starts to drift back into sleep.

Zoe wakes up again a little while later, and this time she decides to stay awake. She opens her eyes to find her head on Finch's chest. She looks up and finds Finch is watching her, a smile on his face. She notices that he is wearing his glasses, and has probably been up for a while.

"Watching me sleep?" Zoe asks playfully, leaning her head against Finch's chest again.

"Is that wrong?" He asks still smiling.

"Creeper." Zoe jokes and Finch chuckles.

"What are you thinking about right now?" Zoe asks after a moment.

"I'm thinking about how beautiful you are right now." Finch answers quietly, stroking Zoe's shoulder with his hand. Zoe's smile broadens and she leans up to kiss him. He wraps his other hand around her and Zoe notices as pain flickers across his face. Her smile instantly disappears.

"What's wrong?" She asks, sitting up. Finch hesitates, almost as if he didn't want her to know.

"My hand has been aching a bit," He began slowly and Zoe takes his right hand in hers and examines it. The cut on his hand is mostly healed and there are no signs of infection as far as Zoe can tell. But she stares at the scar and looks up to see Finch looking at his scar too, thinking deeply about something. It's the same calculating look that he has had the past couple of days. Zoe curses silently to herself. She wished that Finch would tell her what was bothering him so much. But before she could ask what is bothering him, his phone begins to ring. He leans over and grabs his phone from the night stand and checks the message. He reads it quietly and then gets out of the bed and starts to quickly get dressed.

"It's the latest number," Finch explains to Zoe as he gets dressed. "Apparently someone just tried to kill him." As Finch finishes getting dresses, he walks over to Zoe and kisses her goodbye.

"I'll call you later." He says and then turns and starts to limp for the door.

"Go save the world Harold." Zoe calls to him as he leaves. She hears the door open and close again and knows that he is gone. Zoe lies back down on the bed, a sadness tugging at her heart.

"Why do you refuse to talk to me Harold?" She asks the air softly.

A/N: Well, what do you think? Love it, hate it, have suggestions or any sort of comment? Please review. And to everyone who has reviewed, thanks! I really do appreciate comments. :)
Thanks everyone for being patient - as always i will do my best to update as fast as i can.

Also, please let me know if you catch any spelling/grammar mistakes.

A/N II: If the whole "Exorcist" thing seemed just random, it was an inside joke requested by one of my friends/followers. So if it didn't make much sense, don't worry about it. ;)

Have a great day fellow Irrelevants.