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

Ch. 7

I slept for a really long time. Between having nightmares about my dad and his hitmen coming after me, I kept dreaming about my momma. How I found her body by the creek, how I cried calling 911, how I was cold even though it was 80 degrees outside. I woke myself up, my pillow was wet from crying. But most importantly, how I had to go back to Tennesee for my momma and dad's funerals. I got out of my warm bed and starting pulling clothes out to pack for the trip.

I got done and looked at my phone. No new texts, no missed calls. I felt so alone. No one from Tennesee would miss me, not Kristy or Brady. Not any of my 'friends'.

Changing into a pair of capris and a t shirt that said I love NYC, I went out to the living room. Finch and Reese were there. "Hi guys" I said with a wave. I went to the kitchen and started to scrounge for food.

"Kiley, Ms. Shaw and Ms. Groves would like to meet you for lunch at Carly's Cafe. I suggest you take your new Honda Accord." Finch threw a keychain at me, I caught it in the middle of my palm. "Have fun" Finch yelled as I rushed out the door. I had passed Carly's Cafe on my other excursions and I knew exactly where it was. Pulling into a spot close to the door, I went in the crowded cafe. Ms. Groves and Shaw were sitting at a tiny table in the back, less crowded I noted as I walked over.

"Hi, I just woke up" I said, taking a seat next to Shaw. Shaw pushed a plate with strawberry cheesecake on it my direction. I ate it hungrily, not realizng how fast I was going. Shaw chuckled when I looked sad when the cheesecake was gone. I actually felt like crying about that.

"Okay, now that you're done eating" Shaw teased. "Finch is saying we need to bring you to your parents funerals. He wasn't well liked and doesn't want  to cause trouble with a fight." shaw nodded at Ms. Groves. She extended her hand for a handshake. I shook back limply. I felt distorted from my body. "We have a nice hotel picked out, we leave at 9 pm tonight. Are you packed?"

I nodded, feeling dizzy. I stood up, saying I had to use the bathroom. But I blacked out, the last feeling was hitting my head on the edge of the table.

I woke up in a hospital bed with a throbbing headache. I saw the same doctor that had treated my gunshot wound. 'Well, Ms. Kiley, do you remember taking large amounts of oxycontin?"

"I do" I said. I had tried to commit suicide in Tennesee after walking in on my ex boyfriend and Kristy doing the nasty.

"It surged back up for some reason. It's probably just the body trying to purge it." He clicked his tongue a few times. "I'm giving you anti-nausea pills, Tylenol, and prescribing some anti-depressants." He left the room promising I could go after he came back with some care instructions.

"Why would you need anti depressants?' Finch asked.

"I tried to commit suicide not too long ago." Shaw'shead popped up from her phone. I didn't see Ms. Groves or Mr. Reese.

Finch came and sat down by my bed. He grabbed my hands and told me he still loved me. I nodded looking out the window. I knew he was just saying that. The doctor came back ad gave Finch some sheets with a bag of presriptions. The doctor helped me get up, I held onto Finch's arm until the elevator.

It was a smooth ride down, much better than my last ride where Sara had me all drugged up. Finch drove us home in my new car, Shaw following me to my room. I collapsed on the bed, grabbing my teddy bear. Shaw opened my door up, letting herself in.

"How are you feeling" she asked with genuine concern.

"Terrible" I told the truth. I sat up, ignoring the searing pain in my head that came with it. Shaw sat at the edge of my bed. She grabbed my hand, squeezing it.

"It gets better' she reassured me.

"when?" I asked. "After my ex best friend and ex boyfriend shun me in school. Put posters up saying how much of a slut I am? Spread rumors? Laugh at me in the hallways?" I stopped my little rant to wipe the tears coming down my face. "Or when they stop me in the halls to tell me my mom deserved to die?" I sobbed uncontrobally. I heard a limping noise and saw uncle Finch come into my room. They both grabbed me as I sobbed. I heard more people come in.

After a few minutes of back pats and hand holding, I pulled back holding my teddy bear. I saw the time, it was 6:37 pm. I grabbed a tissue and blew my nose. "I think I should double check everything and we can go." Everyone cleared my room and I grabbed the duffel bag. I made sure I had a nice outfit for both funerals and some basic lounge clothes. I doubted I'd be spending a lot of time outside the hotel room anyways.

Ms. Groves escorted me to airport security while Shaw parked. We made it through security just fine. Ms. Groves sat across from me on  the plastic  row of chairs, reading some novel. Shaw joined us not long after. She looked flustered.

She sat next to Ms. Groves. She whispered something in her ear, all I heard was 'when she's not at the funerals, keep her in the hotel room. One of us always have to stay with her.'

I looked up as Shaw pulled away from Ms. Groves. Our flight was announced. I stood up, the others not far behind when there was an explosion. The windows shattered. I got down on the ground and crawled over to Shaw.

"Shaw what was that?" I was near tears because I feared the worst.

 All Shaw said was thank God we didn't get on the plane sooner. My heart dropped into my feet.