Standard Fanfic Disclaimer that wouldn't last ten seconds in a court of law: these aren't my characters. I'm just borrowing them for, um, er, typing practice. Yeah, that's it, typing practice. They will be returned to their original owners undamaged, or at the very least, suitably bandaged. This is a drabble, not counting the disclaimer, byline, title, etc. Originally published in the fanzine Diamonds and Dynamite #2, by Agent with Style Press.
by Susan M. M.
a Person of Interest/Avengers drabble
"Well, Bear, it appears we have a new number," Harold Finch announced to his dog. He rolled his chair over to the desk to see whose number the Machine had picked. "Oh, him again. We don't need to bother Mr. Reese with this, do we, Bear?"
He typed a three word e-mail.
Tony Stark swore when he read his e-mail. "Him again."
He didn't know who was sending him the anonymous e-mails. He didn't know how they'd gotten his private e'dress. But when he got the message "Danger, Will Robinson," he knew the Avengers were about to be in trouble.