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Reese was in a pain-killer induced haze shortly after being shot by his former CIA comrades. Finch was there, hovering over him, apparently checking the bandage on his abdomen. He didn’t seem to notice that his patient was awake. Reese watched him put the bandage back in place before reaching out to touch the back of Finch’s head. The skittish man startled and almost pulled away.
“Mister Reese, I didn’t realize you were awake.” John smiled and pulled him gently but quickly down to press their lips together. Finch didn’t have any time to react before Reese let him go and settled back down into the pillow to fall asleep. A flustered and confused Finch returned to his vigil in the chair across the room.
Later, Finch acts like it never happened.
Reese acts like he doesn’t remember.