Protection (A Nikita Fanfic)

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Nikita's POV

They have her. They have my beautiful daughter and now I'm helpless. Percy would do anything just to get back at me. Amanda would do anything to get back at me too. She'd even hurt her...No she'd torture her just to hurt me...I knew I shouldn't have taken her with me. What kind of a mother am I? I'll tell you what kind of a mother I am. A terrible one. The one who would be responsible for her child's death.

As I climb up the stairs of the Loft, I already miss my daughter's presence. Her sweet scent is no longer in the air. One of the division agents sliced my arm with a knife. It's deep but it's not bleeding as much as I had  thought so it hasn't nicked an artery. I open the box full of medical equipment and take out the disinfectant and some bandages. When Aria first got shot, I used disinfectant to clean the gunshot wound and Aria cried and screamed when I placed the disinfectant soaked tissue on her wound. She couldn't bear the pain. There had been tears rolling down her red face, they were like little diamonds falling gracefully onto the ground. I just ignore her cries, it made it easier for me. It was the first time I had seen my daughter in such pain and it shattered my heart. When I had finished, I looked up at Aria's tear-stained face and kissed her on the forehead. I wrapped my arms around her and kept whispering the same thing over and over again ' I'm sorry, I'm sorry....'. And all I could say now was the same thing, I was sorry that I brought her into this horrible world. I was sorry for putting her in danger. And I was sorry for failing her.

Aria was born after I had completed a mission, which as Micheal said was called Operation Hummingbird. During the mission, my waters had broken and I knew I had to stay calm. If Percy or Amanda had suspected something was wrong they would have questioned me immediately and I couldn't have that. I couldn't put my child in such danger. I completed the mission and instead of having a debrief I explained to Percy that I was sick and thought I was coming down with something. He had told me to take a few hours off and I was to report back to him in the morning. However, that evening, was one of the memorable evening of them all. The contractions had progressed rather quickly and were occurring in regular intervals. I had a doctor, outside of Division, someone who had a habit of staying hidden. Her name was Emma, Emma Stone. And without her and her intellect I don't know how I would have made it through the night. Without any drugs, I eventually gave birth to a beautiful little girl. However, I knew I couldn't keep her. Not at this age anyway. I gave her to Emma, I gave her enough money to stay hidden and enough money to provide for them both. I saw Aria once a month, I couldn't afford Division finding out about her so I reduced the amount of contact I had with Aria to keep her safe. The second I knew I was pregnant, I made a vow to my child. That I would keep it safe no matter what. And right now I intend to keep that vow and the only way I can get my daughter back is to infiltrate Division. Yes, it's a suicide mission. But I'll do anything just to save my daughter. Don't worry baby, Mum's coming.

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Hi everyone, Zeeee here! So sorry for such a short update after a long time. I promise from now on i will update regularly.

Thanks for the votes and comments & Enjoy Chapter 3! Many twists and turns ahead guys!

Lots of love x