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

Ch. 23

I kept my search up, always turning up empty. One day my phone rang. I answered it, recognizing it was Dectective Carter.

"Hello, Ms. Kiley. Do you remember me? It's Dectective Carter. I'm handling your stalking case."

"I do."

"Can you come down to the precicnt?"

"Sure what time?"

"Let's say by 3:30 today."

"Sounds good, I'm on my way." We hung up.

"Who was that?" Reese stalked into the living room, startling me.

"Jesus you scared me! That was Dectective Carter, I'm going down to the precicnt." I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and looked at my clothes. I had on some old sweatpants and a tshirt from when I played soccer. I went down to my room and changed into a nice summer dress. 

When I got back to the living room Finch, Reese, Shaw, and Root were there. Finch looked at me expectantly.

"Is something wrong? Am I in trouble?"

"No" Finch said rather too quickly. "Why does Dectective Carter want you to go down to the precicnt today?"

"I'm not sure, she did bring up my stalking case though." I started to leave when Finch grabbed my shoulder.

"Wait up I'm coming with you."

"Okay" I mumbled, although I wanted to do this alone but I'm pretty sure that wasn't an option. Finch and I left, I drove.

We arrived and I went over to where Dectective Carter was sitting. 

"Hello, Kiley. Sorry this has been taking such a long time, the prints didn't come up with a match right away. Please follow me." We followed Dectective Carter into a room where Dectective Fusco was sitting, drinking coffee.

"Hello again Kiley." I politley said hello back. He gestured for us to sit down. 

"So the prints matched Rick Underly, one of the people who bombed that plane you were going to get on. So he's not a threat. They both died in that." Dectective Carter paced, looking in a case file marked AD-487.

"Suicide bombing" Fusco explained. "Also Kiley have you been seeing Dr. Smith?"

"Yes I have."

"How did the John Wellington stay go?"

"Fine."

"That's good" Fusco said, swirling his cup around.

"Kiley" Carter intervened into the conversation"because Underly isn't a threat any longer, I'm going to make your case a cold one but I'll open it back up if need be, okay sweetheart?"

"Okay" I said. "Is that all?"

"Yes it is" Dectective Carter said briskly. "Anything more happens, even if it's just a feeling that someone is following you, call me." She handed me a card. I slipped it inside my purse.

"Thank you, Dectective. We really appreciate it." Finch sgook hands with both of them.

"Pleae pass that along to the others, again even if it's jsut a feeling."

"Of course. Again thank you."

"Don't mention it." We left the precinct and stopped at the deli again by my pharamacy. Finch went inside, leaving me alone in the hot car.

I saw three men, all at least in thier thirties intently staring at me. I suddenly felt vulnerable and exposed. I blushed and looked down at my phone. Peeking back up I saw a guy head towards me. He was reaching for something in his back pocket. He pulled it out. It was a gun. 

I panicked, screaming for someone as he raised it to my head. I didn't see Finch anywhere. I kept screaming when a blur knocked the gun out of his hand and pushed him to the ground. I saw Reese. My door opened up and someone pulled me out. I started screaming until I was muffled. I look up tears forming in my eyes. It was Root. 

"Shh Kiley" she said calmly. "It's okay. Reese and Shaw are going to take care of things. Cops pulled up and arrested the guys. I saw Dectective Carter among them. She came over to me.

"Are you okay Kiley?"

I nodded yes. Finch came running out to the scene but was held back by a cop.

"Hey that's my niece! Let me see her!" The cop reluctantly let him go. Finch ran over to me, pulling me away from Dectective Carter and Root. I didn't see Shaw anywhere. Finch pulled me into a tight hug.

"Oh my God Kiley! I almost lost you again! Are you okay sweetheart?"

"Yes" I managed to get out into Finch's suit jacket. Another hand touched the middle of my back.

"Kiley are you okay?" It was Reese.

"Yes Reese."

"Finch there's an ambulance coming. It's going to take Kiley and Shaw to the hospital. Shaw got hit in the head. She's breathing but unconcious." I pulled away from Finch, frantically searching for where Shaw was. She was on the sidewalk, in front of a vacant building. There was blood trickling out of ehr head and face. I leaned down to her.

"Shaw please please wake up!" I started crying, hoping Shaw would come too. Root came over and pulled me away as an EMT lifted Shaw onto a stretcher. They hauled her away. Root took me back behind the car Finch parked next too. They loaded me onto a stretcher and put me in the back of another ambulance. Finch wasn't in there, neither was Root or Reese. The ambulance pulled away. An EMT held my arm while I squirmed, begging for someone from the team.

"Shh sweetheart" she said in a calm tone. "Everything will be alright."

"No it won't be" I muttered under my breath. Shaw was unconcious because of me, I had just been nearly attacked for the third time since I got to New York, and it was all because I decided to stay in the car. We arrived at the hospital, I was brought up four floors and put in room 412. A nurse put an IV in my arm, handed me a remote with a call button and a remote for the television, promising to be back at 7 to check on me.

Reese and Finch came into my room a short time later. I was watching some cooking program while trying not to cry with frustration over Shaw. Finch held my hand, soothing me, repeating that it would all right.

Reese stroked my arm, getting my attention. "Kiley, we jsut checked on Shaw. She's up, repsonding well, and she's worried sick about you." 

 "I'm worried sick about her" I said."When can I see her?"

"When the nurse clears you to get up." Finch patted my hand. "Which will hopefully be tonight."

"Alright" I muttered defeated.