This is a small two shot I was thinking of. Not the best story but I couldn't get it out of my head. but I still hope you enjoy part 1

Nikita rushed, her heart beating as fast as a bullet. Step after step she could feel her legs screaming in pain. Blood dripped down her leg from the bullet wounds. It was a seven story building, but felt like the floors would never end.

To her it wasn't a question of if she'd get there in time; it was a question of what she would do. Who would she save? Could she pull the trigger?

There has to be a way. There just has to be! I have to save them! No matter how hard she thought about it, no matter how many ideas she came up with, none of them would work.

Nikita's face was covered in tears. Her heart was being tortured beyond belief. The choice she was going to have to make was an impossible choice. Just thinking of having to do it tore her into pieces.

Each step she made and each inch, she ran with a shattered heart. She wished time would freeze. That she would have all the time in the world to save them. The lights in the stairwell flashed as the storm got worse. With no light for a split second, she tripped on the concrete step. She tried hard to not scream out in pain as her bullet wound crashed into the solid step.

Nikita took a deep breath. She had no time to waste. She grabbed her suitcase and got right back up, clenching her leg, hoping to halt the crimson liquid from escaping her body.

A crash from the door echoed but was masked by thunder as she reached the roof. It only took a few seconds before she was drenched in the rain. She rushed over to the ledge. Car horns were mixed with thunder.

Nikita opened the case, revealing a long range sniper. Thunder roared through the building rooftops. Without hesitation she wiped away the rain and tears from her face and began assembling the gun. Each second wasted was a second she might not have. Amanda you went too far. Anger engulfed each breath that she saw in the cold. How could you hypnotize them to do this.

Nikita altered the scope, clearing the blurry vision that she saw before her. There they were, the two people she cared about the most. She never thought either of them would ever be on the other end of her gun's barrel.

They both stood there, two black silhouettes, each holding a gun at the other. Each one holding the choice of life and death in their hand. The lightning struck again, showing the faces of the ones Nikita cared most. Michael stood there holding the barrel of the gun, on the other side stood Alex holding the barrel of her gun back at him. Both of them and the look of blood and death in their eyes. Each one desperate to pull the trigger on the other.

Nikita sat there, her finger trembled on the trigger. She had to make a choice between the man she loved and the girl she thought of as a sister and daughter. If she didn't decide both would be blood on her hands. The engagement ring sparkled with the lightning. The sight only made her tears heavier. To anyone else it was just a ring, but for her it meant so much more. The words wrote beneath it spoke true to her heart, till death do us part.

She closed her eyes wishing for another way. But as she heard the thunder she was brought back to the time she made a promise she always tried to keep.

Lightning struck. Nikita ran as fast as she could carrying Alex in her arms. "Who are you?" Alex looked up with ashes covering her face where tears weren't.

"It's okay, I'm a friend," Nikita looked at her and smiled before she kept running from the burning house.

She heard Division agents coming and dove behind a tree. If they found her no doubt they woul kill Alex.

"Please don't let them hurt me," She could feel Alex tremble in fear. The young girl had just seen her family murdered in front of her. Nikita's heart went out to her.

"I promise I won't let anything bad happen to you," she gently smiled.

Nikita was brought back from her flashback by the ground shaking beneath her feet from the thunder. She had no more time to think about it. She could tell both of them were about to pull the trigger.

She closed her eyes, her heart breaking. Tears covered her cheek. "…I'm sorry…" she whispered through her breaths.

Time moved slowly as a gunshot echoed with thunder. She made her choice….

Now here comes your choice. You guys get to decide who Nikita saves Michael, the man she loves, or Alex the daughter/sister to her.