Dani's POV
(Nightwing27th)

We'd run all the way there. Of course. We hit the right roof top and then I slowed my pace, following the others to the edge. "That's the place," Daredevil said, looking over at the next building. "Two dead police below, fifteen to twenty hostages inside."

"Nobu's men?" Elektra asked. I'm still not even sure why she's here.

"They can hide their hearts but…there's this many of them they're buzzing like a bee hive."

"Any guess about how many?" I asked.

"Don't know."

"Can you isolate Nobu?" Elektra asked. I sighed and pulled out my phone.

"No."

"We can't move until we're sure he's here."

"What would you have us do," I said, "Elektra? Sit up here with our thumbs up our butts while we wait till you're satisfied Nobu's here? He," I pointed at Daredevil, "promised to help you. Not me. I will do as I bloody well please." I went back to my phone, dialing the number for the burner I gave Frank. Looks like I might need back up.

I switched on my ear piece and then slid away the phone. I might've just kissed Matt, but I still don't want him listening in. Accident or not. The phone rang while I watched Daredevil and Elektra argue. I couldn't help a smile. Then he picked up. "Hey," I glanced at the other before turning around. "Look, something's happened. The thing's going to need to have a slight delay."

"Does it have to do with all the chatter?" he asked. I knew he was referring to that stupid police radio of his. I was hearing some kind of noise in the background, but couldn't make it out.

"Yeah," I sighed. "Are you sitting down?" The noise I heard stopped, followed by a pause.

"Why?" I could tell he was curious, but at the same time his voice had this edge. I hesitated, trying to figure out how to word it. "Dani?"

"Alison was kidnapped, with a bunch of other people," I said calmly. "I've got…company, with me. But there are several things going on right now and I don't know for sure whose doing what, whose got my back. And in this case, the more guns the better." There was a pause.

"Okay," he said. I rattled off the address, mainly just to make sure he didn't go to the wrong place. "Alright. Keep your head down until I get there, yeah?"

"No promises," I smirked. I turned around and looked at the others. I heard a muffled half chuckle from the other end, seconds before the line went dead. I switched off my ear piece and then rejoined reality. I only caught part of what Elektra was saying, "…what he wants: you dead, me captured. The Hand wins. I know it's harsh, but the people in there are a drop in the ocean compared to what happens next if Nobu gets a hold of me."

"These people are in danger because of me," Daredevil said. "I'm getting them out." He turned away from her and walked straight up to me, stopping four feet in front of me. "Are you with me?"

"Depends," I glanced at Elektra before looking back at him. "Are you with me?"

"Always," he didn't hesitate to say it, even slightly cut me off.

I straightened and then nodded. "Good answer." He nodded back, looking relieved. I turned and started walking, he followed suit. "It's the wrong play," I heard Elektra call. I stopped and looked back as Daredevil kept walking. He turned around, walking backwards.

"It's the only play," he told her. I smiled to myself and then kept walking. "You stay here," he said jokingly, then turned serious. "We've got work to do." He turned around and then started jogging to the edge. I picked up the pace to catch up. He looked at me. "Did you call Frank?"

He said it in a sort of hopeful way. Which is weird. I thought he still thought Frank was dead. But maybe he figures that if I'm alive so is he. I smiled, then gave a sure nod. "I called Frank."

Alison's POV
(bellamysgirl)

Turk fidgeted with his ankle monitor a bit, readjusting his sitting position. I eyed him a moment. What, was he trying to get us all caught? Maybe with a side of super-dead? I sent my elbow into his side and he looked up at me. I shook my head, causing him to sigh and sit back. "Don't-"

I was interrupted by a ninja walking over. He'd circled the whole group, and stopped in front of Turk and I. He looked down at Turk's leg. Oh no…not good. He started saying something in whatever language it was these lunatics were speaking as he bent down to investigate. Turk quickly tried to cover his ankle with his hands. "There's nothing there," I quickly shook my head, sitting up.

"No, no- it's a family heirloom," Turk lied, urgently. The ninja said something over his shoulder, causing more ninjas to circle. My heart was starting to crawl into my throat. Turk was arguing with the ninja that discovered the tracker, but I was too busy watching in horror as another ninja pulled out a short blade. Balls.

"No, that's not necessary," I leaned forward, trying to reason with a ninja that probably didn't even speak English. "Really, just press the button- turn it off. You don't have to do this, please." The ninja in the back handed his knife to the ninja knelt in front of us. He then grabbed Turk's ankle forcefully with his other hand. Everyone in the crowd started murmuring wildly. I had to act quickly. I had to do something. So I did.

"Stop- no!" I quickly jutted my hands forward, slamming my fists into the ninja's wrist. It knocked his blade off course enough to put the brakes on the cutting-off-Turk's-whole-foot train. The ninja's weren't too happy. But I then jutted my hands up, into the ninja's face, and he fell back onto his butt with an oof!

Gasps and shrieks came from people in the large group behind me. The other ninja's quickly moved in. One on each side, they grabbed my arms and yanked me up to my feet. I pulled at them but they were too strong. The ninja I'd hit stood and pulled out his sword, putting the sharp blade a fraction of an inch from my neck, saying something I couldn't understand. Suddenly the glass wall of a window shattered in, and Daredevil rolled across the floor.

Angel landed on her feet a moment later. Now the crowd was really screaming. Daredevil instantly sent one of his sticks into a ninja's face to my right, while Angel sent arrows off to the left. Here we go. I took in a breath and slammed my head into the ninja holding my right arm. He let go enough for me to slip free and twist, hiking up my leg, and thrusting my foot into the ninja on my left.

The ninja stumbled back but it wasn't anything too distracting. It was like it didn't even faze him. Angel was beside me in a second, stabbing an arrow into the ninja at my right. Then she turned, loaded an arrow into her bow, and fired at the ninja on my left—taking them both down within the span of a minute. She twisted and slammed her bow across the face of the ninja that held a knife to my throat.

All three were now out. Gunfire erupted and I whirled around. Daredevil bum rushed a ninja holding a machine gun, causing bullets to spray up the wall. He tackled the ninja to the ground and slammed the man's head into the cement flooring a few times, one extra time for good measure. I felt a hand on my arm before I heard Dani's voice. "Are you okay?" she asked, pulling out her knife.

She grabbed my cuffed wrists and slit the zip tie. "Everyone out!" Daredevil hollered behind us. "Go- go!"

I turned toward Dani, nodding. "Yeah, I'm fine-"

"Alison," Turk grabbed my arm beside me. "Come on, we need to get out of here." I looked to Dani and she nodded once before quickly moving to join Daredevil across the room. I sighed and Turk pulled me to the door with him, following the crowd. Everyone was pooling into the hallway and practically running down the stairwell. My heart was pounding in my ears. There was no way I was gonna sit this one out. I'm helping this time.

I took the steps down two at a time and wriggled past until I was near the front of the ocean of hostages. Someone ahead of me pushing open the door at the bottom and rushed out. I hurried out right behind. "Everyone out! Head left!" I called, turning around to face the outpouring mass. I used my arms as directional signs to point toward the end of the alley. "Go to the police cars, okay?"

Everyone scrambled out into the alley and started running for safety at the cruisers. Once I was sure people got the idea, I turned and started in the opposite direction of the police cars. If I ran into Brett down there I probably wouldn't be helping any vigilantes, so it was best I went the back way. I jogged to the back end of the building. I honestly didn't know which way I was going to turn, but something made that choice for me.

I felt a sudden jerk on my right arm and, in a blur, I was yanked around behind the back of the warehouse. My first instinct was to shriek in surprise. But before I could make too much noise, my back was pressed into brick and soft lips covered mine. Everything in me was telling me to fight it but there was no denying whose lips these were. After a second, they pulled away, and I opened my eyes to find Frank's warm brown irises.

I suddenly felt the urge to slap him again. My chest was heaving from the sudden spike in adrenaline, and I took a few deep breaths. "Are you insane?" I whisper yelled, trying—and failing—to keep my voice down. "That hat trick could've gotten both of us caught."

"It worked, didn't it?"

The ghost of a smile played at his lips and I sighed, giving him a look. He was ridiculous. But it was a nice change of pace to see him something other than sad or angry. "Well, are you gonna kiss me, or what?" I asked, sarcastically impatient. He probably didn't need much of an invitation. He leaned in and I rose up on my toes, just in time to meld my mouth with his. I let my eyes close, relaxing into the touch as his right hand slid onto my cheek.

I parted my lips to deepen the kiss and he kissed me back even deeper. There was a solid wall behind me so I wasn't going anywhere any time soon, not with every inch of his being so close to my only escape. My hands rested on his chest, gripping his jacket for support. After a moment, he broke the kiss to rest his forehead against mine. I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes. "Are you okay?"

His voice was quiet, small, but it still sounded rough and worn—like he'd been a chain smoker all his life. I inhaled a deep breath. "Yeah…I'm alright," I answered, thinking. I briefly wondered if anyone would come looking for me. After all, Turk knew I was with the group. Then suddenly I'm not there anymore? It's suspicious. He took in a breath, his chest expanding against mine, then contracting as he exhaled.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here sooner-"

"Frank," I sighed, finally pulling my eyelids up. His eyes were already stuck on mine. "It's okay. Any later and I might have been skewered—but don't apologize." He paused, his head tilting just slightly as his eyes narrowed questioningly. I realized what I just said and quickly added, "It's fine, really- I just kind of made this ninja mad, but the vigilantes showed up before he could, so I'm okay."

He nodded once, his eyes still narrowed, scanning me. "I brought your jacket," he said, raising his left hand. He had a fistful of my blue leather Angel jacket. I inwardly slapped myself for not noticing it before. Shows you where my priorities are. My eyes moved from the jacket to his. I couldn't fight a small smile. "You brought my jacket," I repeated, mildly surprised.

"Yeah. Figured you could use it."

I paused, slapping myself at the first thought that popped into my head. With a small sigh, I looked down at the jacket. "I need to apologize," I stated, a pang of guilt hitting my chest. "I honestly don't think you shot me on purpose- I was such a brat-"

I heard him sigh. "Alison-"

"Don't Alison me, okay? I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I should never have said that. It was stupid and childish and I just…I don't want you to think I blame you—for any of this. Because I don't." I shook my head, moving my eyes up to meet his. There was an echo of surprise to his features as his intense gaze studied my face. "Frank, I…I love you. And I don't want to lose you over something as stupid as-"

"Hey," he bent slightly, lowering to look me straight in the eye, and I swallowed. "Maybe all the choir boys you were with before broke your heart and left you with nothing, but you're not getting rid of me that easily. It's gonna take a lot more than one bad night." Now it was my turn to stare. My heart was aching. Did he really just say that? I took in a deep breath. Only then did I feel the sting at the corners of my eyes.

I hadn't even noticed when a stray tear felt the need to slide down my cheek. And it only prompted more to roll out at his words. All I could do was laugh. It was an incredibly odd mix of reactions but I didn't know what else to do—it just started happening. A smile eased its way onto Frank's lips, and his head tilted just slightly. "Somethin' funny?" he asked, curiously.

I sniffled hard, forcing myself to sober up as much as possible, and I gave a shake of my head. "I don't deserve you, Frank Castle."

Dani's POV
(Nightwing27th)

All the hostages were on their way out of the building, including Alison. Thankfully she was in one piece, and alive, when we got here. I watched the door close before looking at Daredevil. "You okay," I panted. He nodded, right as I saw blood coming out of a hole in his suit. It was on his chest near his collar bone.

I'm assuming it's a bullet hole from when he attacked that guy with the machine gun. "Yeah, right." I took a step forward, putting my hand near the wound. "We're not bullet proof."

"I know," he said. "I'm fine." He stepped away, picking up his Billy Club.

"Just because we're not together anymore, doesn't mean I still don't care about what happens to you," I sighed, spinning to see him. He looked at me. Something flashed across his face. Sorrow, regret. I don't know. But it was barely long enough for me to catch it. And it made me realize what I said. That was the first time that I've said that we're no longer a couple. Especially to him.

Two ninjas appeared out of nowhere (real shocker since that's what they do), swords drawn and ready for a fight. Great. I stepped back, drawing an arrow and sliding it into place. I shot it at the ninja in front of me, but he cut it in half before it reached him. That's okay. That's what I wanted.

I reloaded and then shot him in the leg, upper thigh. His leg buckled as I ran up to him. His knee hit the ground, but he saw me coming and brought up his sword. I put one hand on each of my bows limbs, swinging it in front of me. It connected with the sword, sparking.

The sword left his hand as I brought the bow back around, slamming the one of the cams into his head. I yanked the arrow out of his thigh before he could recover from the hit. I brought the tip of the arrow straight from his leg and it his neck with one fluid motion. He started gagging as blood poured out around the arrow.

I kicked him in the chest and watched as he fell over. Something sharp stabbed me in the back of the shoulder. I whipped around, readying an arrow. But it was no use. The ninja was already on top of me. He sliced across the front of my suit, as I took a step back. I felt the sword tear my suit, but couldn't tell if it'd gone all the way through.

I brought my bow up as a shield as he came down with the sword. The blade dug into my bow. He pressed down with all his might. I pushed against it as hard as I could. Something hit me in the back of my knee and it buckled. My left knee hit the ground as the sword slipped off my bow and came down on me.

It crashed down on top of my left shoulder. A muffled cry escaped me as I felt the blade hit my skin. The whole thing had happened so fast, I barely had time to process what'd happened. His hands were still on the handle of the sword, which was still in my suit. I brought my fist down on the inside of his elbow.

His grip on the sword faltered. I grabbed the handle, clenching my teeth against the pain as I slid the sword away from my and jammed the end of it into him. He stepped back as I made to stand, pulling the sword completely out of my suit. I was half way up when something struck me in the side of the head.

I went down, slamming into the concrete floor, the sword clattering out of my hand. I looked up at the ninja standing over me. He moved to finish me off. But before he could, a shinny blade pierced him from behind. I sighed with relief as he fell. Elektra was standing behind him. I sighed.

I pushed myself off the ground to my knees. I realized there was still something in the back of my shoulder and reached behind me for it. I looked up at Elektra like she was stupid. My fingers grabbed it and I yanked it out, wincing. I brought it into my view. It was a throwing star. Figures.

Elektra's hand stretched out in front of me. "Don't suppose we're even?" I tossed the star and took her hand. She helped me stand and then I quickly dropped it. "You look terrible." I felt the side of my mask, near my temple, where I got hit. There was a small crater in the mask. I pulled back my fingers and found blood. But that didn't surprise me. I could feel it rolling down my face. It was only a matter of time before it came rolling out the bottom of my mask.

"So do you," I said. She smiled slightly as more ninjas rushed into the room. I bent down and grabbed my bow as Elektra pulled her bandana thing over her mouth. My shoulder burned. I could feel hot sticky blood rolling down my chest inside my suit. It's not too bad. The blade stopped at the bone, near the outer most part of my shoulder.

I can still use it and I won't die. That's all that matters. There were three ninjas. One of which had already engaged Daredevil. The other two came our way and we stepped up to the plate. Elektra fought the one with her sai and I fought the other with my bow. I pulled back an arrow and let it fly.

I continued shooting, getting closer with each arrow. I got closer enough and punched him with the hand holding my bow. His head flew back as I grabbed his wrist. I twisted it the wrong way until my ears filled with the sound of it breaking. I promptly dropped it and then pulled out a knife. I flipped it around in my hand, blade facing me. Then I slit his throat.

We'd each finished off our ninja at about the same time. I looked at the others. A pair of hands tore through the wall and wrapped around Elektra. They pulled her into it until she'd broken through. Daredevil was the first one through the hole. He went right, so I went left.

The ninja in front of me backed up as he saw us enter. I smacked the sword out of his hand with my bow and then drove my blade into his gut. I spun and then kicked him in the side of the head. He flew right and slammed into a wall, cracking it. I turned to face the others.

Elektra stood, a small gash on her upper arm. Nothing too bad. I looked to Daredevil. "The only way out is up," he said. "Let's head to the roof."