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

Ch. 5

I woke up, my eyes rolling around. I couldn't see straight. I tried sitting up, I was successful. I rubbed my eyes and saw uncle Finch sitting in a chair with red eyes. I figured he had been or was recently crying. I felt really bad, trying to be brave.

"Kiley!" Finch exclaimed, limping over.

"Uncle Finch" I reached out to hug him. He hugged me back tightly.

"Don't ever do that again" he whispered in my ear.

"I won't, uncle Finch. I promise."

We broke the hug and I looked around the room. There was Shaw, Reese, a lady I presume is Ms. Groves and two NYPD officers.

"How are you feeling Kiley?" The lady officer asks.

"Fine, my stomach hurts still." I rubbed it.

"I mean, about your father situation."

"Oh" I look down at my feet. "I don't really want to talk about that."

"Okay" the lady says, putting a legal pad in her coat pocket.

"Well, we will need some information from you for the investigation." She nods at the stocky officer. "We'll have Finch come by with you too." She nods at Finch who returns the nod. "I'm Detective Carter and this is Detective Fusco. We'll be the people you need to talk too."

She and Detective Fusco turn to walk out the door. "Feel better soon Kiley." They left.

I turned to Shaw and Reese. "Thank you guys. I didn't cause either of you to get hurt. Did you?" Panic rose in my voice, Finch squeezed my arm and told me to calm down.

"No" Reese replied. "But you worried the crap out of Finch, then got shot." He said this matter-of-factly. I got annoyed.

"I wasn't thinking, okay?! I wanted to avenge my momma." I felt tears on my cheek.

"Mr. Reese, please. It's tough."

"Sorry Finch. But you called so worried..."

I opened my mouth to speak but Shaw put her finger to her lips. My mouth shut. Finch looked over at me. "are you feeling okay Kiley?"

"About what?"

"Your stomach."

"It's fine" I lied. My stomach hurt like hell. I didn't want to seem lame or weak to anyone. The doctor came in.

"You can go home after this evaluation. Sit up."

I obeyed. "How does your stomach feel?"

"Fine."

"Are you lying?"

"Yes" I said without thinking.

'Lie back down, because you said your stomach, you'll need to be here a while longer."

"Dammit" I muttered. The doctor smirked at my comment.

"Are you her father?" He asked Finch.

"No her uncle. I've adopted her though."

"Ok" he handed Finch a clipboard with papers. "Visiting hours are almost over, and can you pay the bill tonight?"

"Yes" Finch replied.

"Wonderful" the doctor said. "I'm going to run some more tests on Ms. Kylie tomorrow but should be done at 2 pm. You can come in then, otherwise you'd just be waiting."

"Okay" Finch said, looking a little upset.

"Kylie here will just fine. Now as a doctor I'm ordering you to bed Mr. Wren. You need sleep. Remember 2 pm."

"Okay, let's go." Finch, Reese and Shaw left, Finch giving me a forehead kiss promising me he would be here tomorrow. We said goodnight and the doctor left.

"Tomorrow hopefully goes well. Good night Ms. Kiley." He shut the door, leaving me in the dark hospital room. I fell into a fitful sleep.