Written By: Angel of Neptune

Disclaimer

I do not; in anyway, own Daredevil or Elektra, who both are a part of Marvel. This fan fiction merely uses the characters involved within those two comics.

Title: Returning to You

Genre: Comic/Romance/Drama/Action

Setting: Right after the Elektra movie

Author's Note: In the next chapter, I will be asking which way I should be planning out the sequel. Yes, I said sequel. There are two possible directions I could take it, but I want to see which way you guys would like to see. I know what I would want to see, but I need feedback from my reviewers :)

Don't be afraid to contact me with any questions. I know that my outline could bring up questions and confusion (seriously, sometimes I want to bang my head on my desk and demand to know what the hell I was thinking).

Seriously, I didn't think this fan fic would have ended up being this good. I was scared to death when I posted it because I am extremely new the Daredevil/Elektra world. The only background information I have are straight from the movies or the books.

Summary: After Elektra's adventure with the Millers, she returns to Hell's Kitchen; to Daredevil where she has to face new and more difficult challenges along with the return of an old 'friend."

Chapter Six

It All Begins

There was a very uncomfortable moment shared between them. Frowns both played of their faces; neither knew what really to say. The silence was deafening. Elektra's lips parted for a tiny second, but quickly closed once more as she shook her head. A deep sigh escaped from Matt as he placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Elektra, I would go with you to the compound if you really wanted to go." He finally stated. "I want you to be safe."

She shook her head slightly, "And what about Daredevil, Matt? What does he think about this whole situation?"

"Daredevil… will have to take a much needed break then, won't he?" Matt replied. He somewhat had sounded doubtful about this. "I'll put that all aside until I know you're safe from Bullseye again. We're going to that compound, Elektra."

After a few more moments of silence, Elektra nodded slightly to herself as she finally managed to agree with him, "But only until Bullseye is gone." She stated very clearly, trying to get her point across.

Matt nodded slightly as Elektra did the same as return. She turned on her heel and headed for the bedroom, "Then I'll pack for the two of us." She noted as she went to enter the room. "Who knows how long we may actually be there… It could be right up to the point when the baby's born… and then some." She added.

He followed after her into the room, "Better pack well, I guess." He murmured, shrugging his shoulders lightly.

She silently turned around to look at him from across the room. A frown placed on her face slightly. She could tell he didn't want to give all of this up; his life. It wasn't right. He didn't ask for this. If only she didn't return- She shook her head. Now wasn't the time for negative thoughts. It was most definitely not the right time for negative thoughts. She pulled an empty suitcase out from under the bed and placed it on top. She unzipped it and then stepped back.

"I'm going to call Stick." She stated and, without waiting for a response, walked out of the room.

Matt carefully crossed the room himself as Elektra exited. He felt around with his bare hands on his dresser and then pulled it open. His hands wrapped around the maroon colored leather of his Daredevil uniform. Without a second thought, he took it down from the hanger, folded it up as best as he could and placed it in the suitcase, just in case if there was an emergency and he was needed. It couldn't hurt to be just a tiny bit prepared, right?

He knew he was doing this all for Elektra. Honestly, in the pit of his stomach, he didn't want to leave Hell's Kitchen, but telling her that would make him seen very selfish indeed and he, of course, didn't want that. He didn't want to leave her out in the open; in danger. No, if protecting her meant giving up Daredevil for a while, then that's how it was going to be. The man without fear would have to take the back seat and kick back for a while before he would be needed again.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, releasing a soft, short sigh. Everything was finally sinking in now. Elektra was an assassin. Not just any assassin, but the world's most lethal assassin. She was brought back from the dead. She's pregnant with their child. He rubbed his forehead lightly as he placed a few extra walking sticks into the bag.

Minutes later, Elektra returned to the room and started to throw random accessories into the suitcase, bypassing the whole Daredevil outfit. Obviously she didn't seem to mind at all, "Stick says he's going to have someone meet up with us to lead us to the camp. He thinks it will be safer that way."

Matt nodded slightly, "Are you going to call that family? The Millers?"

Elektra looked up and picked up her cell phone once more, "One moment…"

Miller's Apartment – Next Morning

An extremely groggy Abby dragged herself lazily across the living room; her eyes were transfixed on the annoying blinking light coming from the phone's answering machine, signaling them of a new message. What kind of bozo would call them during the middle of the night anyways? She mentally told herself. She had, originally, woken up this early to tend to her thirst, but the blinking of the red light had distracted her greatly.

She pushed the button with a finger and then laid back on the couch, waiting for the single new message to play. It was so hard to just keep her eye lids open at such an early hour.

But what came next on the phone instantly woke her.

"Mark, Abby," Elektra voice filled the living room from the machine. "It's me. I know it's late, but I had to call anyways. Matt and I are headed to Stick's compound for a while. I can't explain everything now. Don't call me, I'll call you."

The message ended rather quickly. Abby was sitting right up with raised eyebrows. A look of confusion took over her face. She was not really pleased by the news. She wanted to get answers herself.

And the one place to start was Matt's apartment, right?

She stood up and headed for the entrance, forgetting that she was only dressed in her night attire, but that didn't matter. Mark grabbed her wrist before she could barely touch the doorknob.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked.

"Elektra left a message." Abby explained. "I just want to go see-"

"Abby, go back to bed…"

"But-"

"If there are any problems, I'm sure she'll contact us."

Unknown Location

Stick's Compound – Two Days Later

Elektra paced around the cabin slightly, holding her cell phone close to her ear as she listened very carefully to it's ringing, waiting for someone to pick up on the other line. She hoped that someone would actually pick up the phone. She didn't really want to leave another message on their machine. Luckily for her, Abby picked up.

"Abby-" She began.

"Elektra?" The teenager answered. "God, what's going on? Where are you?" She asked.

"You can calm down." Elektra began. "I'm at Stick's compound and, yes, everything's alright. Matt and I just needed to make sure we were, uh, safe from Bullseye for a while. So, we're both guessing that we're going to be here for a few months-"

"What?" Abby questioned. "But we just ran into each other again."

"I know, Abby, but this is really a turn of events." She replied and then sighed. "I'm pregnant. Your random guessing was correct. Bullseye is after me because he wants my child dead. Stick believes that staying here automatically makes us safe, so… here we are."

"That doesn't make any sense." Abby stated. "You surely didn't know you were pregnant, so how would this Bullseye guy know?"

Elektra paused herself before answering that question. Yes, she knew why Bullseye was after the child, but she didn't consider it wise to tell Abby, at least, not now. She shook her head, "I'm not sure." She replied. "When I find out more information, I'll give you another call, alright?"

Elektra heard Abby sigh into the phone as the teenager agreed before hanging up. After a moment, she closed her phone and placed it in her pocket. She, herself, released her own sigh as she stared up towards the ceiling. Slowly, a headache was beginning to pound against her head. This was just great.

She turned around and exited the cabin, heading up the path towards Stick and Matt, where both blind men were 'watching' the students during their practice rounds. Elektra stood behind them, watching for a moment or two, before Matt slide his hand around hers and gently pulled her forward.

"The two of you made the right choice in coming here." Stick stated as he continued to stare blankly onward.

Elektra looked up towards him, not really sure how to response, or if she could, so she simply nodded her head.

"I can offer you great protection here." Stick added, turning his head slightly towards the two of them. "No risks involved."

Yes, they both firmly understood that. That's why they were standing next to him in the first place. Elektra shook her head slightly in annoyance, "Matt's going to need a special bed chamber-"

"It has already been taken care of, Elektra." Stick replied.

Matt nodded, "We expect to be here before nightfall."

Elektra shifted slightly, "I called the Millers. I told them about our absences." She replied. "I want to keep them informed every now and again."

"Yeah, I called Foggy earlier." Matt said, strangely with a smile. "He's not too pleased with the fact that I'm not going to be at the office for a long while. He says we barely gave me think to decide what he was going to do."

"I'm sorry for all this." Elektra sighed.

"It's not your fault." Matt replied and then fell silent for a few moments. His grasp around Elektra's hand tightened as he lead her off to the side. "You know, I've been thinking these past couple of days… Hell's Kitchen isn't really a friendly neighborhood. I was raised their as a kid, and I don't want that for a child of my own. They should deserve something much better."

She raised an eyebrow.

"I think," He went on. "That we should look into getting an apartment somewhere in a safer neighborhood."

She wasn't in the mood to start arguing. Heck, there really wasn't anything to argue about. They both saw the same point in this situation; the first in a long while. She nodded, "I agree…"

Matt's Apartment

The door to the apartment appeared to have been broken down with a great force, and that force was making himself very comfortable on the couch. Bullseye held up one of Matt's extra Daredevil mask he had left laying around the empty apartment. The mask made him smile with slight glee as he held up a rose.

"The devil is mind." He whispered in a raspy voice filled with promise as he placed the rose on top of the mask he had laid on the coffee table.

Out of the blue, his cell phone began to ring. Honestly, the thing has reached a point where it was starting to drive him insane. This guy was constantly calling him, barking down meaningless orders. Bullseye shook his head in disgust as he answered the phone.

The moment he picked up, Kingpin's voice filled his ear, "You have been given a gift from The Hand." He stated. "Look outside."

Bullseye slowly began to stand up. He turned around on his heel and exited the apartment. The next moment, his sinister laugh took over. This just kept getting better and better, didn't it? Lined up before his was a ton of, count them, twelve, ninjas sent by The Hand, all at his disposal. He brought his attention back to the phone call.

"We're all tired of waiting. Get the job done. I want them both dead!" He barked.

Bullseye probably couldn't have been more laid back, "Relax. I have it taken care off." He noted before hanging up abruptly. He looked back towards the ninjas who were all standing up stiffly. He held up his arms, "Let's go have some fun." He offered, heading back into the apartment.

Stick's Compound

"Promise me, Elektra." Matt repeated for what felt like the hundredth time. Sometimes it was just impossible to get through to this girl. "Promise me you won't fight during all this, not until the baby is born."

Elektra still had her back turned to him. She didn't want to stare at him who was currently sitting on the edge of the bed in their cabin. She continued to be very interested in her sais, but after a few moments, she nodded, "Fine." She mumbled, placing the sais safely into their cases and hanging them up.

To Be Continued

Tweelde-dee: Well, I do plan on writing a sequel to this fan fic. :) Thanks for the compliment, I really appreciate it.

finalfantasychic779: If I was in your situation, I would buy a free region DVD player and a US copy of 'Elektra.' ;) Not that I speak from experience of anything –coughVanHelsingcough-

I-Cant-Think-Of-A-Name-Lol: I love the novel for the movie. :) However, or so my close friends claim, I now look 'deeper into the movie,' as they claim. Like, I view situations differently because I 'read the book and it's explained more.' Either way, I'm amused, I guess. Have you read the comic book movie adaption?

I ordered an 'Elektra' wall scroll off eBay last week. It finally came in the other day. :D I'm giddy.