Torture At Its Finch By: Harold Finch and Grace Luvr
Chapter: 10
Author's Note: I know it's been a couple of chapters but I'm finally going to get back onto the Carter/ Reese pairing. Sorry I get sidetracked with other ideas easily. Also a Shout out to TintinScottie8674 for making me his/ her favorite author and for leaving such awesome reviews. Now on with the story.
When they reached the library Grace was speechless." Oh my god this is that library I used to love to come with Harold to after a long day of painting."
John parked the car directly in front of the library.
"Finch wake up we're at the library."
"….."
"Finch?"
"….."
"Grace we need to get him inside now!"
When they got Harold inside they laid him down on a couch near Harold's desk that he had just bought for his late nights spent at the library.
"Grace can you undress the top half of Harold while I go get a kit to fix him up?"
"Of course."
When John walked away and Grace started undressing Harold she saw photos of people ,their names, social security numbers, birthdays, and other important information. She also saw computers and a couple of monitors.
Grace gazed at everything in amazement while she began to think to herself.
*These computers must be how he found out I was in trouble.*
John returned with , a needle and thread, a pair of pliers, and two knives.
"John what are the pliers and knives for?"
"Well since I don't have any surgical tools I'm going to have to open the wound more with the knives and pull out the bullet with the pliers."
Grace thought that John had answered her quite calmly.
"There's got to be a better way John! Why don't we take him to the hospital?"
"We can't because since he changed his name, his original name would come up as deceased and there's no insurance under his new name Harold Finch."
"Now start fixing that scar on his face and keep pressure on his gunshot wound. I'm going to have to go around the corner to the pharmacy and get some bandages and a sling since the sniper bullet may have penetrated the bone in his left arm."
"Alright just, hurry John."
With a nod John walks out the door and leaves a heartbroken Grace Hendricks with a wounded Harold Finch.
When John reaches the pharmacy he tears through the store in search of the supplies he needs. Suddenly his search is brought to a halt by his cell phone ringing. As he pauses to glance at the number his heart and his breathing stop as Detective Carter's name appears on the screen of his I-phone .
With the smoothest voice he could muster John answered his phone.
"Hello Detective Carter."
"John what the hell did you do!"
John could tell that Carter was pissed off but he didn't care. He always thought that Joss Carter was sexiest when she was mad or upset.
"I don't know Carter, what did I do?"
"Cut the bullshit out John. I know you had something to do with what happened on the outskirts of the city."
"What happened on the outskirts of the city?"
"There was a car set on fire with three adult males inside the trunk, there was a motorcycle found at the scene with fingerprints on it, yet they can't track it back to anybody, and there were two blown up Black suvs on the side of the road about 3 miles up and there were 5 dead guys inside of each truck. Oh and how could I forget, there was a crashed 2013 black Cadillac in Times Square with blood on the steering wheel whom they also can't trace back to anyone. And witnesses say that a MAN IN A SUIT got out the backseat and helped carry an unconscious man in his 50's in a three piece suit and glasses into an alleyway nearby, along with a redheaded woman. Now did I miss anything John!?"
"Oh yeah you missed the fact that I stole the motorcycle from some old biker guy. But other than that ya got it all Carter. Ya got it all."
"So then, what happened Mr. Smart Ass?"
"Well I was right, something was wrong. Finch had got kidnapped by this guy and his two sons. And they all worked for Root, who was the woman who had originally kidnapped Finch. Finch wasn't the only one kidnapped. Before Finch got involved in this business he was engaged to a beautiful talented redheaded woman named Grace Hendricks. They were holding Grace hostage to get information out of Finch about the…."
"About the what John?"
"Nothing."
"John we're on the same side. You can trust me."
"I do trust you Carter but I just don't know if Harold wants me to tell you yet if at all. Besides he's going through a lot of pain right now from being shot in the arm by a sniper and from having a bullet graze the left side of his face. Grace is at our hideout with him now stiching him up."
"Really, wow. Well I respect that and I'll leave it up to Finch and you're a good friend for respecting that too John."
"Thanks Carter. I have to go get some bandages and stuff for Harold."
"Oh ok. John, what are you going to do about this Root?"
"In a couple of days I'm going to lure her out and give her what she deserves. A permanent place for her body in the ground, and a permanent place for her spirit in hell."
"Be careful John."
"Always…Joss."
And with that he hung up the phone leaving a shocked Joss Carter on the phone line. And as he walked through the pharmacy to get the rest of the supplies for Harold all he could think of was how every time he speaks to her or sees her in person he can feel his insides warming and his heart melting at the sight and sound of the beautiful Josselyn Carter.
Author's Note 2: Next chapter will be entirely from Carter's POV. But I don't know when I'll get to write it due to upcoming essays I have to write and end of the year exams. But until then, please review.