Person of Interest fic - Lion's Cub

[dimity_blue]

Title: Lion's Cub
Author: Dimity Blue
Rating: All
Genre: gen, episode tag, humour
Characters: Lionel Fusco, Lee Fusco
Word Count: 472 words
Disclaimer: Not mine.

Spoilers for The Crossing (season 3, ep 9)

Summary: Lionel has a good reason to be grateful.

Lion's Cub
By Dimity Blue

Lionel looked up as Lee came into the kitchen. For a moment, he stared, his breath catching in his throat. His boy was whole and healthy, not lying in a grave with a bullet in his head, courtesy of HR. Even after a week, the gratitude Lionel felt still had the power to stop him in his tracks.

Thank God for Shaw. If it hadn't been for her, Lee would have died. No mercy, no second chance, and no Lee. Instead, here he was: living, breathing, asking about Shaw's first name...

"Wait, what?"

"Her first name, Dad. She has one, right?"

"Well, yeah." Lionel put a plate of food in front of Lee, though his mind was on Shaw. She had a first name. Probably. You could never tell with Shaw. She was too much like the big guy, in many ways.

"So, what is it?"

Lionel had no idea; he hadn't liked to ask. Shaw had that effect on him. Well, that and the guns she carried. "Why do you wanna know?"

Lee's ears turned pink and Lionel felt a flash of alarm. Not Lee. And not Shaw. Not that she wasn't... But she was Shaw! Lionel hated to think what she'd done to the last guy who'd thought about her.

"She's not your type. Eat your dinner."

"Why not?" Lee sat down and picked up a fork but his gaze was turned on Lionel.

Why not? Geeze, as if Lionel needed a reason. She was Shaw! She spent her off-time cleaning her guns and knee-capping her neighbour when he played music too loudly; there was no way Lionel would let Lee get involved with Shaw. Not that Lionel thought badly of her. If you needed back up, Shaw was your girl. Assuming the big guy was too busy, that was. But not for Lee. Nu uh. Lee needed to date more suitable girls. Girls who had no idea how to strip down a weapon or wield a grenade launcher.

"Dad? Why not?"

Realising he'd been quiet too long, Lionel grabbed for any excuse. "She's...too old for you. She's thirty. Five. At least."

"Wow, really?" Lee still had a starry look in his eyes, not that Lionel could blame him. After a few seconds, just as Lionel's heart-rate was returning to normal, Lee added, "Age is just a number."

Lionel clutched at the table, then yelped as his still-healing fingers objected.

"Dad! You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. You eat your dinner."

As Lee sat down again, Lionel gave a sigh. Teenage boys. His dad had said one day Lionel's son would do to Lionel what Lionel had done to him. He'd been right. Though, at least his dad hadn't had to deal with him crushing on Shaw. Well, like father, like son. Lionel just hoped Shaw never found out.

The end
26th August 2015

Comments

[leesa_perrie]

Ahhh, teenagers and their crushes, lol! Poor Lionel!! :D :D

[dimity-blue.livejournal.com]

Poor Lionel is right. :oD

Thanks, Leesa! I'm glad you liked it!

[amedia.livejournal.com]

She had a first name. Probably. You could never tell with Shaw.

LOL! I love how you portray Shaw through Lionel's eyes.

This was such a fun piece--I could totally see it happening.

[dimity-blue.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I'm really glad it worked so well for you.

I loved the scene where Shaw saved Lee. I should think Fusco is a little bit freaked out by Shaw, but incredibly grateful to her too.

[vamysteryfan.livejournal.com]

That put a smile on my face. Ah, teenage love and inappropriate crushes

[dimity-blue.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Karen. I'm really glad it made you smile. :oD