Chapter 1

Author's Note: This is my first fanfic and I am just learning how to write stories like this. I would love everyone's feedback and I will read every single review. I will try to update this every day or so.

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"Oh, and John one more thing, in ten seconds get to the edge of the buil... build... building to your... left..."

"Why?" said John with what could be his last breath.

"Survival," said The Machine.

"Goodbye," said Harold to his most valued creation.

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John dragged himself to the edge of the building while being shot at by three of Samaritan's pawns. He looked out and could see the missile coming straight at the building and realized The Machine's final plan. The Machine had made a deal with John to let him sacrifice his life for Harold but never said there was no way out. As he waited for the missile to destroy the building he wondered if Shaw and Fusco survived the onslaught of Samaritan's men that were headed towards the Subway.

The missile struck the building destroying the top seven floors of the building but the missile also sent John flying to the rooftop that Finch was just on.

~POI~

"The upper floors of the building are completely destroyed. Some of the surrounding buildings have also sustained damage. Hold on, there is a man on one of the surrounding rooftops, he's bleeding out. We need a to get him stabilized and airlifted out of this carnage," said one of the medical personnel.

"We're going down, just hope he's not already dead," said the helicopter pilot.

The medical workers are amazed that the victim has multiple GSWs but only minimal damage from the missile strike. They bandage his wounds the best they can which isn't that good because of how many injuries he's got.

"We're bringing in a live one with multiple GSWs to the chest, ETA five minutes."

"Roger that" said the hospital nurse.

~POI~

After many hours of surgery and removing bullets from John Doe's chest and limbs, the doctors are surprised that he is still alive. John Doe became widely talked about amongst the hospital staff for not only surviving the missile strike but also the six GSWs to his chest and one GSW into each of his right arm and right leg.

Four days after the emergency surgeries the mystery man wakes up for the first time and starts wondering what happened. It was just his luck that he was assigned to the care of a nurse who didn't like to beat around the bush.

"Excuse me, what happened to me?" said John.

"Well, you were struck by a missile and got shot over half of a dozen times," said the nurse, completely disregarding the look of shock from her patient..

"What?!" said John in utter disbelief that he survived.

"The missile somehow flung your body off the building and onto a neighboring rooftop," said Doctor Selepoh. He glanced disapprovingly at the nurse, who simply rolled her eyes in response while he added "After probably another week or two you will be free to leave because other than a severe loss of blood most of your injuries weren't life threatening."

"Ok, thank you doctor for fixing me up," said John while he was starting to relax. His relaxation was mostly in part from the painkillers that the Doctor had given him. He was willing to bet they'd given him morphine; he didn't quite feel like himself, but it felt extremely pleasant…when the walls weren't swirling into a crazy mess.

"Just get the nurse to send for me if you are having any trouble," said Doctor Selepoh comfortingly.

John drifted away into a deep slumber which was useful for his damaged body.

~POI~

It's another normal day for Fusco if that consists of getting looked at by Internal Affairs, working on homicide cases, and waiting for the world to become stabilized after the effects of the ICE-9 virus. Suddenly, Fusco gets another unexpected surprise when his phone rings and caller ID says the number is Blocked.

"What do you want now?" says a grumpy Fusco.

"Lionel, must you always be my grumpiest asset?" said Big Sister.

"Ok I'll work on it Cocoa Puffs, what do you need from me today?"

"I need you to transfer a prisoner from your old Precinct, the 51st."

"Ok who is the guy and what did he do?"

"They are an asset, and the rest you get to find out later."

"Of course, working in mysterious ways just like..."

Fusco groans in disapproval of The Machine's "find out later" policy. He has begun to accept little side missions from the Machine even though he has far fewer than he did when he used to assist Harold and John.

~POI~

John wakes up after having multiple memories appear in his dreams. A lot of his memories are still fuzzy and he can't remember a lot but the person he sees before him, he recognizes.

"Hey John," said his old friend.

"Zoe, how did you find me?" said the confused John.

"I got an anonymous call and it told me to come to this hospital room."

"Was the anonymous caller a woman's voice?"

"Yes, why would that be important?"

"We actually did it, and she's still out there watching over us."

"What are you talking about?" asked Zoe.

John is a bit reluctant but decides that if The Machine trusts her then he might as well let her know about everything. John explains as much about The Machine, Harold, and the numbers as he remembers. Zoe is completely baffled but believes most of what John said. The next thing that John remembers is that he is now a free man no longer in need of hiding from Samaritan's forces.

~POI~