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

Ch. 11

Finch limped out to the car where I was impaitently waiting. He drove away from the library, I kept tapping my fingers against my legs. I kept thinking about that call. I knew I shouldn't go, but I wanted to so bad. Maybe I could talk Reese or Shaw into going with me. I wanted to know what that 'present' was.

"Is something wrong, Kiley?"

"No, I just don't want to go to this."

"Well, Detective Fusco insists you should and he can put in an offical court ordered mandate for this."

"Whatever" I mutter, looking out the window. It had been a month since I got here and I hated it.

We pulled up to a large building with some people smoking outside. Finch leads me up two flights of stairs and into a small waiting room. I take a seat by the door as Finch comes over with a clipboard and paperwork.

He hand it to me. "Fill this out and give it back to the receptionist." I do quietly and hand it to her.

"Here" I say in a shy voice.

"Thank you very much." She has a deep southern accent like I do. "Dr. Smith should be up in a few minutes."

"Okay" I say before taking my seat by Finch. He's silent until a man in tan pants and a blue striped shirt come into the room.

"Kiley Anderson" he announces. I stand up and go over to him. 

"I'm Kiley" I say.

"Okay, let's get this session started." He leads me out of the waiting room and down a hallway. He opens a door that's marked Doctor Robert Smith. He guides me to the red chair and instructs me to sit on it.

"So how are you doing today Kiley?"

"Fine" I lie, I had no intention of talking to him.

"Now I understand you recently lost your mother and father?" He tilts his head, studying me.

"Yes" I say looking down at my lap.

"You also recently moved from Tennesee to here, correct?"

"Yes."

"How's the adjustment?"

"Fine" I lie again. Even though Finch was being very generous and paitent, I just wanted to go back to the way things were before June 4th.

"So your uncle moved you here quickly when your mother passed?"

"No I was going to live here for the summer, but then she was killed by my dad and he was supposed to go to Texas to recieve the Death Penalty for conspiracy and murder, but he escaped and kidnapped me from a hospital where I was recovering. He died in a shootout with the police." I lied about the cops being the ones to kill my dad.

"Why were you in the hospital?"

"When my dad kidnapped me, he had some side men try to take me out." I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I wiped it away.

"I was stupid, I wanted to be brave and try to stop the men who were out to get me." Dr. Smith didn't try to question where I got the knowledge from. that's good.

He glanced at the wall behind me. "Time's almost up, can we schedule another appointment for next week?"

"No, thank you." I got up and left the room. I went back to the waiting room and beckoned to Finch. He got up and came over like an obedient puppy.

'You're done already?"

"Yes" I say. "Can we go?"

"Of course" Finch says, leading me out of the building. He gets in the car and drives away from the building. "How was your appointment?"

"It went okay."

"Did you make another one?"

"No."

Finch sighed, " I think Fusco wants you to keep seeing Dr. Smith."

"He never set a deadline."

"Will you please make another appointment? Kiley, I'm really worried about you." He stopped at the red light. Finch looked at me with pleading eyes.

"Okay, fine. When we get back to the library, I'll call and make another appointment."

"Thank you" Finch says as he pulls away from the intersection. We drive the rest of the way in silence. Arriviing back at the library, I get out after Finch. When we get inside I notice Reese is there.

"Where's Ms. Shaw?" Finch looks around.

"Out running errands with Root. They'll be back soon hopefully."

"Reese" I say hesitantly. "Could we talk for a few minutes in my room?"

"Sure" he says, I lead him back into my room as Finch takes a seat at his computer station. I close my door.

"I got a phone call this morning, from unknown men saying they have a present for me. It's going to be at Warehouse 16, by midnight it'll be gone. Will you go with me?"

Reese was silent for a few minutes. "I know what the present is" he bgan slowly.

"What is it?"

"Your....demise." He looked at me as I felt blood drain from my face. "I'd stay as far away as you can from that area. You didn't tell them you were going, correct?"

"Correct."

"Please stay as far away from there as possible."

"Okay" I agreed. Reese and I headed back out to the living room.