A/N: God is late. Why can I only write when it's night? I'm awfully tired.

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Chapter XI

It was closing time for Evey's library. She was getting ready to leave, with a little help from V, which kept her company all day.

"Hope you approve of what I did with the books you gave me.", Evey said, shyly smiling and asking for his consent.

"I couldn't have done better myself, my dear.", he smiled back at her. His smile was so charming that she flushed, she didn't care he was wearing a mask, at least with this one she could see his eyes, his smile, she could touch him … … … kiss him. The last thought made her flush so fiery that she turned away, pretending to be looking for something. 'God, I hope he didn't noticed.', she prayed. And her prayer was listened, because V's eyes were again away from her and his mind was trying to find a way of spending more time with his lady.

"Evey, I would like to ask you something, if you don't mind."

"Of course, V.", she answered, turning back to face him.

"Would you … care to join me to supper?", the masked man uttered.

"I'm afraid the supplies in the Gallery are well underway…"

"I was thinking at something else. Since so many restaurants opened … "

Her eyes widened, a thrill of excitement seizing her. 'Is he inviting me to a date?'. This meant he was still feeling for her a little bit more than friendship, didn't it?

"I'd love to.", was her reply when he couldn't finish the sentence. "But there is a little problem.", she winced, and V tilted his head in confusion. "I'll have to tell Eric first."

"Oh.", was V's only answer. He was ready to give up, get back to his new home and let Evey live her life.

"He's my new dad.", she laughed. "A very over-protective one. But he's a good and caring man."

"Indeed he is.", he agreed. "Then the appropriate thing to do is for me to join you, my dear. I shall take my gentle maiden to supper properly.", he bowed, stretching a hand towards her. She accepted the hand and they left the little library.

Eric was relaxing in his favourite armchair, drinking a glass of whisky, when he heard the doorbell. He raised himself from the chair and headed to the door, only to see Evey waiting outside. 'Did she forget her keys?' He opened the door for her.

"Evey, what happened, why didn't you entered?", he asked, a bit worried. Then he saw the tall figure standing in the background and suddenly stopped.

"Nothing happened, Eric. Can we come in?", Evey asked him.

"Sure.", he let them in, looking a bit strangely at the man invading his home.

"Eric, I want you to meet Victor."

V and Eric shook hands.

"Pleased to finally meet you, Victor.", Finch spoke, while V only nodded.

"I just wanted to tell you V is taking me to supper tonight."

"Hmm. Well then, lad…hope those muscles aren't just for show off.", he addressed to the man named Victor.

V felt a bit offended by the remark. He knew these clothes made him look like a brainless mass of muscles, but he couldn't wear his usual attire without compromising his disguise.

"Evey, please be careful. If you want I can send someone to look after you, you know it's not a problem."

"Well be fine.", she tried to calm him down, but with no success.

"Are you really sure muscle-guy here can protect you?", Eric whispered to Evey, careful not to be heard by the other man. Only that the man in question wasn't any man, his highly sensitive ears allowing him to hear what Finch whispered, and what he heard did not please him at all. That was enough, the way Finch categorized him was outrageous, he just couldn't take the fallacy anymore.

Eric turned back to him. "Listen Victor, I don't quite trust you can take care of her. She's a key member of the revolution, if anything will happen to her, a year of hard work will be ruined. And I can't let that happen. Do you understand?"

V just stared at him. Evey looked at V, she could see he was going to burst, she shouldn't have brought him here.

"Eric, we're going to be fine. Trust me.", she begged.

"Evey! Just….why couldn't you go out with Dominic? At least he's a man I trust."

What was enough, was enough. That was the last drop, how could he suggest another man like that in front of him?

"I highly fear this charade is going too far. I can assure you that Miss Hammond will be unharmed, inspector."

Finch froze, mouth parting only to be closed again.

"It's impossible. You're dead.", he managed to mutter after long minutes of silence. "Is this a bad joke? There is no way you could have survived those wounds."

"You are correct. I did not survived, I was as dead as I could be when Evey put me into that train.", V admitted.

"I'm afraid I can't understand.", was Eric's automate reply. How could a dead man be alive?

"I'm sure you can remember the girl you threatened to shoot a couple of days ago, in your pursuit to find Evey." Finch nodded, shuddering at the memory of that particular event. "She brought me back to life."

"How?", he knew the girl could do some very weird tricks but the idea of bringing people back from the dead seemed pure utopia. Evey seemed to listen carefully, she didn't knew either how Joanna saved V, and she didn't dared to ask.

"With one little invention that could change the world, and you know what I'm talking about. It seems she could use it to resurrect the dead as long as they did not enter the state of rigor mortis.", the masked man explained.

"Nanobots? You must be kidding, that girl is a bloody genius. God! And I tried to kill her.", he really felt guilty now. "I'm sorry for everything, V."

"Victor. My name is Victor, and I would like my identity as V to be kept secret, if possible."

"Of course.", Eric nodded.

"Now…do you allow me to take Miss Hammond to supper, I vow I shall bring her home safe and sound."

"Yes, you can.", he smiled heartily, knowing that Evey couldn't be safer than in this man's company.

V offered his hand to Evey and they both left for what was beginning to be a wonderful night. Finch would finally rest peacefully knowing Evey will be safe, and it was a sweet thought that of having V alive.

End of Chapter XI

A/N: Thank you for reading. Next chapter: V and Evey's first date.