Title: A Little Help
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Zeke Barnes/Jordan Hester
Fandom: Person of Interest/A Gifted Man
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 8, Victory
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Zeke Barnes or Jordan Hester, fortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


This felt like a major victory for him, after all that had happened..

Jordan breathed a sigh of relief as he walked out of the drugstore, heading back towards the clinic where Zeke Barnes worked to let him know that he had his medication.

He was sure that Zeke had told them to charge these meds to the clinic, and he'd have to do something about that. He couldn't let someone else pay his way; he'd never done that before he'd had his identity stolen, and he wasn't going to start now.

But he did need a little help, and he'd been lucky that Zeke had realized that and not asked a lot of questions that he couldn't answer.

He didn't really know how he'd gotten into this mess.

Obviously, someone had targeted him, but he didn't know how to fight back. He was the one labeled as the bad guy, the horrible person, and he had no defense.

The person who was getting away with this was the criminal, yet he was the one who was suffering for it. They were ruining not only his credit, but his reputation, his good name. Jordan wondered if he'd ever get any of them back again.

But at least moments like this, when he realized that he'd found people who were willing to understand and help him, give him the benefit of the doubt, felt like a small victory.

Zeke seemed like someone he could trust, someone he could be friends with. Or .... would he rather be more than friends? Jordan's heart raced at the thought.

Zeke was a very attractive man; he'd noticed that from the moment he'd looked into those dark eyes. He wanted to get to know Zeke better, not just as a doctor to a patient, or as a friend. But as a romantic prospect. As a boyfriend.

He didn't know if Zeke was interested in him in the same way, but he would try to find out. Though he wasn't really good at roundabout questioning.

Still, there had to be a way to discover how Zeke felt.

That would be a victory for him, too; finding someone when he felt that he was at the bottom of the barrel, more down and out than he'd ever been.

With Zeke in his life -- if things worked out the way he wanted them to -- maybe he could climb back up the ladder again. Maybe if the two of them put their heads together, they could discover the criminal who had stolen his identity, and put things to rights again.

Or maybe they could just be together, Jordan thought with a smile. Maybe Zeke wouldn't care about that. He didn't seem like a judgmental man.

He was close to the clinic. He'd be able to talk to Zeke again in just a few minutes.