Harold Finch's Niece(person of interest fan fiction) Ch. 1

Ch. 3

After walking around for hours I finally stopped at the train station. I looked at the train schedule, a train to Nashville Tennesee was leaving in 5 minutes. Without thinking, I bought a ticket and boarded. The train slowly pulled away from the station. I ended up falling asleep and woke up when the conducter announced the arrival at the Nashville station. I got off and hailed a cab.

I gave him my home address and rode in silence. Upon arrival, I handed the cab driver a twenty dollar bill. He turned around, it was John.

"Hello Kiley." He was calm, I'm guessing Finch was panicking.

"How did you find me here?"

"I thought you'd try to run away, and I don't blame you."

"Is Finch mad?"

"No, he's upset but he understands. Why did you come here?"

"I wanted to see my house one last time."

"Well you can't, your number came up so I know your dad is here waiting. It's dangerous. We're flying back to New York where it's safe." He pulled away from the curb and started driving to the airport.

We boarded a red-eye flight back to New York. It was a smooth flight, with John texting Finch telling him I was safe. The plane landed and John took me home to the library. Finch was waiting by the computers, his back turned to us. 

"We're home." John walked over to Finch, putting his hand on Finch's shoulder.

"Good, did she go inside the house?"

"No."

"Good" Finch turned to me. "Don't ever scare me like that again."

"I won't, uncle Finch."

"It's late, you should go to bed." He nodded to the hallway. I suspected he wanted to talk to John alone.

I left and just fell asleep in my clothes. The next day I rolled around and slowly woke up. It was 2 pm in the afternoon. There was a post it note on my dresser. I got up and looked at it. 

Be at Del Amono's at 6 pm, for Harold Wren. Dress casual/formal. Love uncle Finch

I put the note down and picked out a nice red dress with white wedges. When I went out to the living room, I saw Shaw sitting on the couch.

"Hi Shaw" I say timidly.

"Hello Kiley. I heard about your little trip yesterday." She looked up at me and pointed to the other couch. "Sit, I want to talk to you."

"Did Finch set you up with this?'

"No, I did."

I sat down on the couch, smoothing out the dress. "What do you need to talk to me about?"

I'm not going to lie, I was afraid.

"I lost my father when I was eight, even though I acted like I was fine. I really wasn't. I supressed my emotions well and still do. I see you do the same and it's okay." Shaw finished, looking down. We heard steps come into the room, it was Finch and John.

"So you see Kiley, it's okay. It might not seem that way right now but it will be." Shaw and I stood and she hugged me. I hugged back, a tear fell down my cheek. I wiped it away as Finch limped over. He hugged me too.

"We should get going to Del Amono's." Finch said in my ear. "But first, let's turn on the television."

He turned on the tiny television, and turned up the volume. A blonde reporter stood in front of my home in Tennesee. "Jared Anderson has just been arrested for the murder of his wife Beth Anderson and stalking and comtemplating his daughter's death. He will go to Texas to recieve the Death Penalty. Judge Simon Morris has already ruled on it."

Finch turned off the television and turned to me. "That's why we came to rescue you in Tennesee. If you had gone in, you would have been killed." 

"Oh my god, I had no idea."

"He contemplated in secret, your mother's number came up then she passed. Your number came up so I made a quick rescue plan." I just stared blankly at Finch. John spoke up.

"Your uncle Finch made a Machine, that spies on everyone 24/7. He gets the Social Security Numbers of people in danger or attempting to do dangerous acts. Shaw and I do the dirty work, Finch does the nerdy work."

Finch's head shot towards John, as John smiled coyly. Shaw just stood in the background, looking at everyone. Finch got up and went for the door. "Come on, Kiley. Let's go to dinner." He grabbed a brown suit jacket and left. I followed him, grabbing my purse.

We got into the same shiny black car that John and Shaw picked me up from the airport in. We drove in silence.

"Hey, uncle Finch. Can I just say one thing?"

'Sure, sweetie. What is it?"

"I'm really sorry about running away."

"I wasn't mad, I was upset but I figured you would do something like that."

"Well I'm really sorry."

"It's ok" Finch pulled into the parking lot. "Let's have a nice time."

We went inside and were escorted to a table. Finch ordered a salad as an appetizer and a steak. I ordered Fettecine with mushrooms. I barely touched the salad. 

"Is something wrong with the salad?"

"No I just don't like salad."

"Okay." Finch looked a little lost. "Well, tell me about yourself Kiley."

"Okay, well I'm 17, have my driver's license, never owned my own car, I had a boyfriend back in Tennesee but caught him in the act with my ex best friend. I just found out my dad's a psychopath"nI rambled on. Finch looked intently at me until the waiter came over to refill my tea and Finch's wine glass. "Well since I'm drinking, you get to drive home."

"Yay" I said with a smile.

Our food comes and I eat in a hurry. Finch takes his time, precisley slicing each piece, even handing me a couple pieces. I finish first(obviously) and impaitley wait for Finch to finish. The waiter comes by with the check, Finch pulls out three twenty dollar bills and a five. Damn, dinner was that expensive? I didn't even pay attention to the price of my food.

We get up to leave and Finch gets in the passenger seat. I drive us home, occasionally speeding until I saw a cop. I pulled up to the library and turn off the engine. Finch stumbles inside, obviously a little drunk. Getting to the living room, he goes to a room and closes the door. I go to my room, throw on sweatpants and a cami. I fall asleep immediatley into a nightmare.

Holy crap that was a long chapter. Sorry if that's kind of hard to swallow. I promise a little shorter chapters and more action to come.