A/N: Nick Gautier…his characters makes me so sad, and after reading Stryker's book I wondered how his mother would feel about the path he's taken, and how he's changed. So this is just a little drabble from her point of view. I tried to keep it vague so that anyone who hasn't read Stryker's book could read this too, but I'm not sure how well that worked.
I do not own Nick or Cherise.
So you hadn't been working for a drug dealer after all. Finding that out was a real relief to me, but then in some ways…I'd rather he had been .I never would have guessed what Kyrian was in a million years.
What you actually are... I never realized. Who would? My son…the things they told me, the things you're doing now…I thought I had raised you better… You have to stop. Stop blaming Ash. Stop blaming yourself. Please.
The anger and guilt is tearing you apart.
You didn't ruin my life. How could you think that? I made my mistakes…especially where your father was concerned. But you were never one of them. You were my strength. My reason. I'd give anything to ease your pain, to comfort you. I want so much to take you in my arms and hold you like I did when you were a child.
Oh Nicky. My Ambrosias. What is to become of you?