Got Your Number--a Person of Interest/NCIS crossover

Backstory

"Morning, Mr. Reese." Finch said absentmindedly, as the former CIA agent walked up to his station. "I see you resolved the Elliot situation."

"For the moment." Reese shrugged. "Carter won't be able to put Thomas away in more than juvenile detention. Still, at least he won't be able to harm his mother."

"One does wonder what drives an 8-year-old to attempt to murder his parents." Finch mused.

"Kids these days." A light smile tugged at the edge of Reese's mouth.

"Well, glad you wrapped it up at last." Finch looked at him over the top of his spectacles. "The Machine gave us another number."

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"Her name is Abigail Sciuto," Finch's voice rang in Reese's ear as he followed the lacy-black parasol. "A forensic specialist with the Naval Criminal Investigative Service in Washington DC."

Reese raised his eyebrows. "That's not exactly in our neighborhood, Finch. What's she doing here in New York City?"

"On vacation, apparently." As he listened, Reese watched the girl stop by some names etched in the wall. "The interesting part is that Ms. Sciuto's record shows that she hasn't taken such a vacation in several years. My guess is that she's running from someone."

Pulling to a stop about fifty yards from the target, Reese pretended to be studying his own set of names. "People come back from vacations, Finch. And runaways fleeing for their lives generally don't stop to visit national monuments. Are you sure she's the one?"

"Mr. Reese, the Machine monitors all forms of electronic communication to predict violent crimes. It may not specify whether the numbers it sends us are the victims or perpetrators, but it is NEVER wrong, as you well know."

"Right." The perky Goth was on the move again. Reese let her go on a few paces before turning to follow. "So what are the odds she's the perpetrator in this scenario?"

"Low. She has a long history in law-enforcement, and there's nothing in her history to indicate any violent tendencies."

"The last number didn't have any history either, and he killed his father." Reese reminded him.

"And, of course, a forensic specialist would know how to commit crimes without leaving any evidence," Finch's tone indicated agreement. "Yes, the possibility is there, Mr. Reese. But there's a much larger chance that Ms. Sciuto is the victim, not the perpetrator, here."

Reese looked a trifle skeptical. "Haven't heard of many crooks with vendettas against the forensic specialists that put them away. They tend to fixate more on the detectives."

"Forget crooks, Ms. Sciuto's problem is MEN. Her Facebook, MySpace, and Twitter account indicate a rather... colorful history full of violent and/or obsessive boyfriends. She has restraining orders out against several of her exes."

"Any of them in New York?" asked Reese. Abby was now moving toward the exit.

"I rather doubt that Ms. Sciuto would travel TOWARD the person threatening her. There is one moved to Brooklyn, but he has a new girlfriend and no record of violent crimes. Another just flew in today... a Mikel Mawher. I'd consider him a more likely suspect."