You Don’t Get To Die Today

[NIKITA]

The crash at the gates got the alarm systems going off, and the once quiet estate was turned into an alarm competition.

Natalya, who had been sleeping, was woken up by the guards trying to reach her. Her first instinct was to pull out the revolver she always slept with under her pillow. It was a habit she had developed since the unrealistic deaths of the Pavlenkos.

She had gotten it to be of use to Nikita whenever the good doctor needed her. After all, it seemed like it was just going to be the two of them for a long while in this whole madness. Still in her pajamas, Natalya got off of the bed and rushed to take her scooter.

She needed to know what the fuck had happened. The guard had said something about Nikita being hurt.

If someone hurt the doctor, then she would have to be the protective mother. Natalya thought of the possibilities of the crash being triggered by Nikita, but it just didn't make sense to her.