Guess who's back. Back again. Yay I'm back, writers block practically gone. I got my self to finish this chapter. Enjoy and I'm sad and happy as we are about to reach the final chapter. After 25 chapters were reaching are end. Thank you all for reading! I love you guys!

"How?" she whispered as her mind ran through all possible scenarios, "I killed him."

Suddenly she stopped thinking as she realized something. He's helping Amanda kill Alex.

The thought was unbelievable and so was what Alex must have been feeling. Nikita didn't want to have Alex suffer any longer. She needed to find her and soon.

The guards began heading her way. She needed a way in. With nothing but Amanda's dogs at every door, another way in was needed. Nikita looked around and saw an air vent on the side of a wall. It was small, barely able to fit her, but she dove in anyway. Looks like those Vegie shakes are coming in handy.

It was painful as each time she wiggled through the small space; her skin touched the burning hot metal. Sweat began pouring down her face. The heat was so intense; she could smell the rubber from her shoe's melting.

Unable to stand the heat anymore she took a turn toward voices as she knew it had to be an exit. She could see two guards standing in front of the vent panel. Each one armed with light machineguns, she needed to move wisely.

With one swift kick she launched the panel at the guard's leg, knocking him to the ground. The other turned, gun raised, but was surprised at the fact there was nothing there. Out of nowhere Nikita grabbed the machinegun's strap, wrapping it around his neck. He struggled for freedom, smashing the back of his head at her.

In a matter of seconds he was gone, leaving the other guard to fight for his life. Nikita dashed to him placing her knee on his face and holding the gun an inch from his face. "Where do you keep the prisoners?"

"If I tell you she'll kill me," he spat out.

"And you think I won't?" Nikita threatened, "Maybe you need some examples of real pain." She lowered the gun to the man's groin.

"Please no," the man desperately begged.

"Tell me what I want to know!" Nikita cocked the gun.

"The prisoners are at…"

"Hey!" another guard came down the hallway.

Nikita got up at the sight of how any were behind him. With no way possible to beat every single one she ran. No was she was retreating but she needed to figure out a new plan. Turn after turn and each hallway looked the same, barren and with no signs of what she wanted. The guards were getting closer and she still had no chance at defeating them. She saw a door and decided to risk it.

A huge chill rushed past her as she opened the door. The temperature was well below freezing. It was hard to see as clouds of frigid steam enveloped her. With the chances of being caught Nikita rushed into the room blind, closing the door behind her hoping the guards would rush past her.

Nikita's face filled with tears from a broken heart. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Alex's body was motionless as it hung by frozen chains. "No, Please no," Nikita ran as fast as she could to the possible corpse.

Alex's body was pure white as her lips and ears were blue. "Alex please!" Nikita put her fingers to Alex's neck searching and begging for a pulse.

Seconds had past and Nikita prayers weren't being answered. She could feel nothing but the frozen skin of her daughter. Nikita put her other hand to her mouth as she couldn't believe it. No no no, repeated in her mind as the one she loved remained still in front of her. Cuts and bruises cover Alex's body. The sight only made Nikita cry harder. It was all over.

Out of nowhere Nikita felt it. A small heart beat came surfacing. It was small and weak but it was there.

A miracle had happened and Nikita wasn't going to waste it. She stood up, sorrow filled eyes, and took out her gun. She shot the chains holding Alex, one by one. The metal crashed to the ground as Nikita dove to Alex, catching her before she collapsed to the floor. "Alex you're going to be okay," Nikita took off her jacket and wrapped it around Alex, "Just stay with me."

"Nikita?" Alex mumbled as she barley regained consciousness.

Nikita let out small breaths as she smiled with tears of joy, "It's me. You're going to okay. You're coming home."

"Elizabeth… I need to find her," Nikita could feel Alex shiver.

"It's okay," Nikita hugged Alex, "Will find her."

Clapping began to echo in the room. "Isn't that touching," Amanda walked in clapping her hands with an evil smile across her face.

Nikita felt Alex clutch her arm. Nikita couldn't imagine the pain she must have went through to be so scared of Amanda. She hugged her in return. She had just gotten her back and she wasn't going to lose her again.

"It's me you want not her. Just let her go!" Nikita demanded from Amanda.

"Haven't you realized this is all for you?" Amanda gestured to Alex, "By having them suffer, you suffer."

Nikita just glared. She hated the thought of what everyone has gone through because of Amanda, but the thought that it was all her fault was worse than any pain.

"Which reminds me how was the little surprises in the file? I knew you couldn't let me know something you didn't. See we're more in common than you think."

"I am nothing like you," Nikita hated even the sound of it.

Amanda crouched in front of her. "Yet we are. The man I loved betrayed me and died, Michael betrayed you and well… the rest will just have to see soon."

Without hesitating Nikita leaped over Alex and grabbed Amanda by the throat. "What have you done!"

She slammed the witches head against the concrete. "He'll probably be grateful after what the file said about you!" Amanda yelled out as she punched Nikita in the head.

The two women brawled, not holding anything back. Nikita took the punch and went straight back to strangling Amanda. Out of nowhere Amanda brought out a knife and rushed it to Nikita's neck. With the desperation to save her life Nikita grabbed Amanda's arm trying with all her strength to get it away from her.

With all the swimming and battling she had done, Nikita didn't have as much energy. She could feel the blade closing in on its target. Amanda's eyes were consumed with the thirst for blood.

A shot rang out from behind the battling women. Nikita looked over at Alex she was still shivering on the floor. Blood dripped onto the floor as Nikita turned the other way to see a man holding a gun. "Nikolai!" Nikita was shocked.

His hand was shaking as the smell of gunpowder surrounded him. "This time I won't miss!"

He raised the gun up pointing it at Nikita. She could see down the barrel. He had a deadly look in his eyes.

Nikita pushed Amanda's motionless body off her. Her face covered in blood she raced for her life.

The second shot rang out, hitting its target dead on. Blood spilled out as hit was a fatal wound. The second body hit the floor, lying there dead.

Nikita looked over, her head ringing from the bullet screaming past her ear. It was Alex.

With the bit of strength she had left, she had fired a gun. Making the decision no daughter should ever have to make, her hand shook at the sight. In order to save Nikita she had to shoot her father.

When Nikita tackled Amanda she had dropped a gun. At that moment Alex knew a life changing choice was coming and she was going to have to choose.

"Alex are you okay?" Nikita rushed over to Alex seeing that the girl was dramatized.

"I had to," her eyes couldn't move from her father, "There was no other choice."

"It's okay it's over," Nikita looked her in the eye, hoping she would turn back to her normal self.

"Alexandra," she heard a whisper.

She turned seeing Alex trying to crawl to her father. "Papa," Alex replied crying as she realized what she did.

As she reached his body she saw how much blood he was losing. He placed his hand gently on her cheek. "My dear Alexandra," he slowly smiled, "Look how much you've grown."

Alex cuffed his hand on her cheek. Tears flowed down her sorrow filled eyes and onto their fingers. "Papa," she took a breath almost unable to speak as she cried, "I'm so sorry."

His eye's followed, tearing up not from the pain but from the heartache. "Don't be my Alexandra. It's not your fault," He coughed as blood began to fill his lungs, "I would never be able to live with myself knowing what I had done to you. The last thing I remember was being forced into a chair as Amanda walked into the room. After…" His breathing was becoming slower and his eyes slowly began to shut, "Hatred filled my heart where you had been. I never wanted to hurt you."

Alex's tears turned into waterfalls as she realized what had happened, what had started her life of pain.

"I love you my Alexandra…" his hand slowly lowered from her water filled cheek.

"Papa," she tried to place his hand on her cheek, trying to feel his comforting touch, "Please Papa no!"

After all she had gone through, all the pain and suffering, she finally got her father back. It was all she had wanted for so long and it was only for a few seconds. She was going to have to live knowing she was the reason her father was buried dead.

Alex turned to Amanda, rage and hatred coursing her veins. "You BIT#$. You're the reason why he's gone," she grabbed Amanda's collar. Shaking the absent body, "You manipulative BIT#$!"

Nikita rushed over to her trying to get her to let go. "Alex she's not there."

"Give him back to me!" she begged thrashing Amanda's body.

"Alex! There gone!" Nikita tried to pull her off.

Alex instantly turned to Nikita hugging her as tight as she could. "I just want him back." Nikita could feel her shoulder filling with Alex's tears. "I want Papa to take the pain away!"

Nikita hugged her tighter. She couldn't stand to see how much suffering Alex was going through and there was nothing she could do. Nikita had lost her family before and knew the torture that came with it. She wasn't going to let Alex go through it alone.

It's coming to an end folks. All we have left to do now is find out what happened to Elizabeth and Division. Hopefully the ending will be what everyone wants. Probably 2 chapters left.