Sorry there wasn't a chapter yesterday! I was thinking about the Nikita Panel at Comic Con all day. (Even though I wasn't there.) Also, I had some trouble thinking of what this chapter should be, and what would happen after Alex left the cementary. Anyway, enjoy!

Nikita chased after Alex.

"Alex, just wait!" She said grabbing her arm and pulling her around.

"What Nikita? What do you have to say?" Alex replied angerly. Nikita just stood there, trying to get something out.

"This is exactly why I didn't tell you. The plan was to find you, help you, and let you go. I never wanted you to know, as much as you deserve the truth." Nikita said. Alex shook Nikita's hand off her arm.

"Well you're plan was a success. You found me, helped me, and now you can let me go." Alex said, walking away again. Nikita caught up to her and blocked her path.

"Go where?" She said. "Last time I checked my place was the only place you had. You think you can just go back out there on the streets alone? That didn't exactly work out for you last time."

"The only reason why I was out there in the first place was because of you! This is all you!" Alex shouted and tried to go past Nikita. Nikita grabbed her and Alex started fighting her. Alex hit her hands against Nikita's chest, struggling to leave. She kicked and squirmed, but Nikita didn't even flinch.

"Let go of me!" Alex cried. Nikita held her out forcing Alex to face her and look her in the eye.

"Not if you're going to leave like this. I know I said you could leave when you wanted, but not now. Please. Come back to my house and we can talk through this." Alex sensed desperation in Nikita's voice, and stopped struggling.

"Fine! Just let me go!" Alex said and pulled out of Nikita's hold. She rubbed her arms and brushed her fingers through her hair. Then, she walked past Nikita, and out the cementary gates.

Back at Nikita's house.

Alex stepped inside the house, and headed for her bed. Nikita came up behind her, stood there, and crossed her arms.

"So, you got me to come back. What do you have to say now?" Alex said sharply. Nikita sat down on the bed and sighed.

"I want to tell you exactly what happened that night. Before, and after the crash. You may not want to hear it, but you should."

Alex could feel more tears coming, but quickly wiped her eyes.

"Before the crash, I was at the woman's house, the one that helped me. I was high, so I got angry at something she said. I left, and stole her car. It was already dark, so between that and the fact that I was high, driving wasn't the best thing for me to be doing. I didn't know where I was going, but at the time, anywhere seemed perfect. After a while, I came to your street. Your car was just up the road, coming towards me. I was so angry, that I started freaking out in the car. I didn't even see you in front of me. When I hit you, it was like time stopped, and everything was frozen except for us. Other than cuts and bruises, I managed to be alright, so I got out and went to your car. I, I saw your parents, and right away I knew they were dead."

Alex started to cry. She didn't want to hear what came next.

"I didn't know what to do. But I noticed you in the back, and opened your door. You were unconscious, but you were breathing. Then I heard voices from the other houses, and when lights turned on, I jumped in the car and tried to leave. Since it was banged up, it barely started but I turned around and drove away. I ended up leaving the car in a ditch somewhere, and walked back to the woman's house. I worked extra hard to get clean so I could find you. To this day, I still see the image in my head." When Nikita finished, Alex turned around.

"They told me they never found the person who did it. If only I knew that 6 years later I would find her, and not even know it." Alex said. Nikita started to cry again too.

"I know. I'm sorry." She said. Alex turned back around and didn't say a word. Nikita got up and walked away, but stopped and watched Alex before going into the other room. Alex began to cry harder, and lied down on the bed. Nikita closed her eyes tight, and walked off.

5 minutes later.

Alex allowed herself to slowly calm down after a few minutes. Nikita had left, and Alex was alone. She looked towards the door. She thought about leaving then. She could get a head start and by the time Nikita realized, Alex would be long gone. But she didn't. Nikita was right. She didn't have anywhere to go. Then, Alex noticed the bottle of pills still on the table. Nikita hadn't had the chance to do anything with them again. She got up, and picked up the bottle. It was begging her to open it. She pressed down on the lid and spun it. It popped open, and she dumped 4 pills into her hand. Alex tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and let them fall into her mouth. She swallowed them, and took a breath. It was only a matter of time now.

After a few minutes, Alex started to feel dizzy. The room was spinning, and colourful spots floated around the room. She started to walk towards her bed, but she became weak, and before she knew it she was on the floor, and everything went black.

Nikita thought she heard something, but shook it off. She wanted to check on Alex, but knew that it probably wasn't best. She thought about what Alex said at the cementary. "You have no idea, what you did to me Nikita. You're the reason, everything got screwed up." She covered her face in her hands. Alex was right. Nikita was the reason. And that would always be Alex's impression of her. But Nikita had been the reason why Alex got clean. She hoped Alex would remember that too. Thinking of everything that had happened, Nikita remembered the bottle of pills she left on the table. She figured she should do something with them. She got up and walked around the corner, only to see Alex on the ground. She ran over, and picked up the bottle of pills in her hand. She dropped it and rushed over to the sink, and opened the cupboard underneath. She grabbed a bottle of soap, and squeezed it into a cup. Then, she filled it with water and put her hand over the top to shake it. When it started to foam out, Nikita ran back to Alex and held her up. She poured the soapy water into Alex's mouth.

"Alex. Drink this." She whispered. Alex suddenly started to choke, and spit out the water. She started coughing, leaning over the floor. Nikita rubbed her back.

"Breath. Just breath." She comforted her, but Alex pushed her arm away.

"No!" She yelled. Nikita tried to calm her down, but Alex kept fighting. "Let me go!"

Nikita struggled to hold Alex's arms.

"Go where?" She said. Alex pushed Nikita away one last time and said,

"Just let me die!" Alex fell onto the ground, and burst into tears.

"I can't." Nikita said softly.

"I have nothing to live for! Nothing! Helping me get clean wasn't enough!" Alex shouted. Nikita sat back.

"Maybe not. But listen to me when I say this." Nikita said gently as she stood up and reached down to take Alex's hand.

"You have something to live for." Alex stared up at Nikita, and without thinking, took her hand.