There is a machine that watches over the entire country, understand, and can foresee crimes. The Machine picks out the social security numbers of those involved in a crime, and sorts them into two categories: Relevant and Irrelevant to national security. Every night at midnight the data is erased. The government acts on the relevant numbers, and Harold Finch-the Machine's creator- and John Reese act on the irrelevant numbers. Because of what he was doing, Harold's fiance, Grace Hendricks was put in danger, so he staged his death to keep her safe. But, what would he do if her number came up in the Machine?

The reactions Finch, Root, Shaw, Fusco and Reese as a result of Carter's passing.

Percabeth Christmas one-shot for @HazelBiancaHazel's contest.

A HoO one-shot about trust between siblings.

"I'm sorry, but I don't remember who you are," as soon as the words left her mouth, my heart was in ruins. At that moment, my life and everything I shared with Annabeth became meaningless. They meant nothing if my better half of me couldn't recall them. I wouldn't accept it. I couldn't let my girlfriend forget 18 years of her life. Tears stung in my eyes as I spoke, "I'm gonna help you get your memory back. When I've done everything I can, you're gonna remember it all, Wise Girl. We're going to get it all back, together." My heart hurt even worse when I ran my fingers through her hair. "I swear it on the River Styx." Copyright: @InfinitieLove (Cover intentionally fuzzy.) ---------------------------- Edit from 2019: if you're reading this today, first lemme say thank you. Secondly, this version of the story will not be updated again. The "Indefinite hiatus" in the title refers to the pending potential of a rewrite which may or may not happen.