Falling for Finch

The Mystery Pill

Parker's POV---

"I could ask you the same thing," Sam yelled at me as I noticed her hair wrapped in a towel.      

"I thought you said you were staying at a friend's" I yelled back. "What the hell is going on!"

In the distance I could hear the muffled voices of Nate, Eliot, Hardison and Sophia as they panicked about my whereabouts. "Shut up for a second," I said to Sam and then picked up my mic and earpiece. "Guys, I'm fine, just had a scare. Gimme a second to do my job," I said to the team as they all bombarded me with questions. They finally shut up and I once again removed the mic, turning back to Sam. "Listen, one of us has been lying and it isn't me. You've got 30 seconds to tell me what you're doing here or I tell Nate you're showering at a drug addicts house."

"Brian is not a drug addict!" She said angrily.

"Oh, so you're on a first name basis huh," I retorted back not happy about the situation. "By the way, you're down to 20 seconds."

"Ok, ok, fine! I met Brian about a week ago at a gig and he was super sweet and he didn't make a move on me or anything," Sam began to ramble. "And then a drink turned into a walk which turned into a guitar session which ended up as a Star Wars marathon and somewhere between then and now I accidentally fell in love with him and I know I should have told you, but I was scared of what you would say and I know I just met him and I know we both have secrets, but I trust him and I love him Parker, god dammit I fucking love him!"

Sam's POV---

Silence.

It was like the sound on the phone when really there is no sound because you're in between rings and the person answering only, Parker wasn't answering. After what seemed like long enough I took a deep breath and said "do I get an explanation too??"

"This guy, Brian, his dad hired Nate. He said Brian's being forced by the CIA to take some drug and it's altering his brain. We're supposed to find the drug and expose it" Parker said blankly.

"Look, Parker, I-" I began to apologize, but was cut off by Parker's harsh tone.

"Don't. Just, get out of here before Nate finds out and we'll talk later" she told me sounding disheartened.

"Aren't you leaving too" I asked.

"Not until I find what I'm looking for," she said.

"Parker, I'm telling you: I know Brian and he isn't addicted to any drugs," I said, lying through my teeth. Not only did I know Brian smoked pot, I also knew about his secret pills in the albums which I somehow had to figure out how to recover without raising suspicion.

"That's great and all Sam, but this is my job, and you're blind to the situation," Parker told me as she began putting her mic on once more.

"Fine," I said sternly, "but I'm still borrowing the albums he told me I could take."

There were no objections from Parker so I silently grabbed a couple of albums, including the one containing the mystery pills, put them under my arm, and headed out the door.

I went straight home and immediately called Brian because all of our secrets were quickly becoming  a problem and I needed to slow them all down from destroying our relationship entirely. I decided the most important thing to do would be to find out about this drug thing. Parker said the CIA was forcing him to take it, but Brian said he loved his new job, but Parker said his dad hired them.  I basically knew nothing about anything and decided to just fall blindly into a conversation.

Brian's POV---

"Hello?" I said, immediately answering my phone when I saw it was Sam. She sent me a weird text earlier and my instincts (or the NZT) told me now would not be a good time to avoid her.

"Brian," she said on the other line, "we need to talk. Now. Where are you?'

"Now?" I asked nearly spitting out my coffee. "Uh, I'm at work right now, can't this wait?"

"Not unless you want someone else to know about the tiny clear pills you hide in your good albums," Sam said sternly causing me to actually spit out my coffee. "Where can I meet you?"

I gave her the address to the CJC and in roughly 10 minutes she was walking in from the elevator. I dropped everything I was doing and headed over to her, but not without Rebecca's notice.

"Brian, where are you going?" Rebecca asked stepping in front of me.

"Oh, I, uh, have a visitor," I replied, side stepping her.

Rebecca turned around and saw Sam walking toward us. She turned back to me and whisper-yelled, "Brian! You can't just casually invite people here, what were you thinking? Naz is gonna kill you!" Then, like some kind of magic switch was hit, she seemed to consider the possibility that Sam and I were in a relationship. "Oh my god, Brian! Is this why you've been so cheery and extra annoying? At first I just thought it was all the coffee you've been drinking but it's totally her isn't it!"

Sam approached now as my face reddened and I introduced them. "Rebecca, we have something really important to talk about and I know I'm not supposed to have visitors, but do you think you could help us out?" Rebecca nodded and said she could only give us so much time, but that she would do her best.

From there, Sam and I headed into my Headquarters to have what would turn out to be the single most complicated conversation I would ever have, even with NZT to help.