A/NThis is my first Person of Interest fanfic and although this is rated as T it will progress to M for explicit sexual content. Strong language will be used from the start. Please note that I don't own any characters from Person of Interest, however I do own Audrina, Rhys, Ms Dunnock and any other characters not associated with Person of Interest. Also please note that this story doesn't continue from any episode, however there may be some slight references
Prologue
Harold Finch knitted his eyebrows as he focused upon the computer screen in front of him. The machine he built for the Government which uses information gleaned from omnipresent surveillance to predict future attacks on the country and also ordinary crimes had, not an hour ago spit out a number. One that for the first time since he realized what the machine actually did, had already been predicted. His green eyes framed with thick black glasses gazed at the wall he had dedicated to the lives lost due to his negligence and there in the center was a picture of a pretty, young brunette girl. The reports he had accessed long ago, stated that she had been abducted from Emerson Preparatory School in Washington D.C, she was seventeen and the daughter of the then, Vice President of the United States. Her body was never found but presumed dead.
John Reese sauntered into the computer surveillance room, removing the black Aviators from his blue eyes. The room, as always was shrouded in natural darkness with only a desk lamp and screen glare for lighting. He looked at Harold's ridged posture as he stared at, what he liked to call the wall of death. The moment that Harold hadn't greeted him he knew that something was deeply troubling him and that in turn was a cause for concern.
"Harold." John's voice was low and gruff. He sauntered somewhat cautiously towards the large mahogany desk that was littered with four computer screens, keyboard, papers, books and a cell phone before he spoke again. "Harold, you look like you've seen a ghost." his chuckle quickly died off once his blue eyes glanced at the main computer screen that showed a picture of a beautiful blonde woman and then at the wall of death. At the barest glance you wouldn't have seen the significant resemblance in the sparkling blue eyes or the pouty lips to that of the young brunette on the wall of death but both him and Finch had recognized it.
John had worked for Harold for the best part of two years and never had he witnessed his boss at a loss for words nor had he witnessed the machine make a colossal mistake. He could understand Harold's reaction to this mistake as he knew very well that he held himself accountable for the deaths of the victims that he couldn't save and John sometimes thought that it was Harold's punishment for building the device. It was also the main reason why John made it his mission to serve and protect those around him who couldn't.
"Mister Reese." Finch's voice was unsteady and his green eyes were glazed. "We have a new number, one that I would like to make our main priority." The color was slowly returning to Finch's pale face as John perched on the edge of the large desk. "Audrina Harding was seventeen when she was abducted and barely eighteen when she was presumed dead. Rhys Manley, an ex-agent for the Vice President is currently serving life for her murder." Finch hadn't once looked at the computer screen whilst he had spoke about the girls past and knew that he was reciting purely from memory. "She has just used a credit card registered to a Rina Dunnock."
"Send me the co-ordinates of where she was last seen and I'll do the rest." John ordered already pulling on the black Aviators. "And Harold, I'll make sure nothing happens to her." he promised before hastily leaving Harold to his own demons.
