FINNking of You
He ached for her body against his. He couldn't remember the last time he touched her, or played with her until the dead of the night. Stork would constantly complain about the sound, and would sleep with disposable earplugs, despite how the "unhygienic cotton attracted brain- eating bugs". The sacrifices the Merb had made to have some peace around the Condor seemed to contradict his usual paranoia of such dubious mind infestations.
Finn didn't care. He wanted her back, but Piper refused.
"Just once more. Please?" he had begged.
Piper shook her head as she went to hide the guitar.