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"Finch?" John's voice came over their open phone connection after nearly an hour of silence.

"Yes, Mr. Reese?"

"It's 12:01," John said.

"Indeed it is. Is there some special reason you're telling me that?" Finch asked.

Finch heard John chuckle, then after a beat of silence... "Happy new year, Harold."

Finch was startled for a moment. Of course, New Year's Eve, he'd known it was, but somehow he'd allowed himself to forget.

"Happy New Year, John," he returned, sincerely.

"Any resolutions?" Reese asked.

"No."

Reese chuckled. "I have one..."

"Dare I enquire?"

"Maybe you should..." Reese said. "It involves you..."


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