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: Ha ha, I'm on a roll. :)

This story only has one chapter and an epilogue left before the sequel starts off.

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 Seven

The Arrival

Eight Months Later – Matt Murdock's Apartment

It had, literally, been months since she had last heard from Elektra, which seemed to be pretty unusual considering that Elektra told her herself that she could keep them updated throughout the whole thing, but she hasn't, which lead into Abby sneaking up to the abandoned apartment in search for anything that could possibly give her a lead or some sort.

Abby reached for the handle of the door, but before she could even brush the tips of her fingers across the metal, the door slowly opened by itself. Her instinct told her now was the perfect time to turn around and go straight home, but she wasn't going to coward out after getting this far, no. She was going to do what she came her to do.

The, now fourteen year old, girl took a few steps into the apartment rather quietly. Chills ran up and down her spine. There was a strange feeling in the gut of her stomach which was clearly telling her to turn around and just leave, but, once more, she decided to ignore it. She spotted a slight movement from the corner of her eye, causing her to jerk up.

Her eyes froze upon Bullseye, who was resting on the couch lazily. However, the smirk on his face clearly told her that he had something planned, that or he did something sinister. Did he get to Elektra? Is that why Elektra hadn't called them in a while? Fists formed at her sides. She had to get out of here.

"The fun is now beginning." Bullseye chuckled lightly as he stood up.

Abby turned around quickly and dashed to the closed entrance door. She pulled down on the handle, only to find it locked. Her breathing quickened as she turned around to look back up towards him.

"Everything is going according to plan." He added as he watched Abby slide down to her knees.

Stick's Compound – Matt's and Elektra's Cabin

Her right hand felt at home while it was wrapped around the kitchen knife while the other held down a vegetable. Just for the hell of it, she twirled the bladed knife in her back by the hilt. Yes, she had kept to her promise and hadn't touched her sais in months, which was like slowly poisoning someone to death. That being the cause, she resorted to chopping up whatever food she could possibly chop up to little bits and pieces. Shockingly, it was rather…soothing.

She nodded to herself as she began to chop and slice the currently vegetable she had placed on top of the counter, reducing it many times over and over again. After a few moments, she paused to sigh and place her work into a bowl that was half way filled with all sorts of random vegetables.

Matt stood a couple of feet behind her, smiling lightly. Clearly, the 'sight' was very amusing to the blind man. Sound waves bounced off with every slice; every time the blade bounced off the cutting board. He knew she was on another one of her rampages, "Elektra?" He called out to her.

His voiced caused her to look over her shoulder and towards him. She knew she was in for it now. Matt didn't really enjoy the fact that she wanted to murder helpless fruits and vegetables over resting in bed like she was directed to do.

"I think we both know you should be-" He began.

"Resting." Elektra finished off his statement. Of course, that's all he ever bugged her about now of days; the fact that she just didn't want to lay down on a bed for hours on end, slowly ripping her hair out from the boredom that came with the task. "I can't. I'm driving myself up a wall, Matt."

Matt nodded slightly as he walked up behind her. He took the knife away from her hand, "So… what exactly is for dinner?"

She looked into the bottle of assort veggies, tilting her head to the side as she squinted her eyes slightly, "Salad." She replied.

"From which country?" He retorted, smirking at her. Her excuses just seemed to be getting better and better from his point of view. They were always having this very interesting salads and he was just wondering where they had originated from.

With that a light sigh escaped her, "I haven't touched my sais in month-"

"And I'm proud that you kept that promise." Matt replied. "You know, I had to give up Daredevil just as long as you had to give up those sais."

"At least you'll be able to fit back into all your old clothes when this is all over." She mumbled harshly.

Matt only wrapped his arms around her, rubbing her stomach gingerly.

Stick's Cabin

The sound of knocking against the cabin door came to Stick's ears as he bid the knocker entrance. The sensei turned around to face one of his men who quickly bowed out of respect. He then straightened himself out as he stared at Stick, trying to word his statement correctly before actually saying it.

"Sensei," The man began slowly. "The Treasure has been kidnapped by the enemy. They are allowing us a little over twenty four hours to reclaim her." He informed, bowing yet again, biting down on his lower lip, waiting for the kind master's reaction to the ill-willed news he had just told him.

Stick's head jerked up slightly, "What are their demands?" He questioned, remaining as calm as possible as one would in a situation such as this.

"That the female assassin Elektra comes to a final show down." The man replied.

"Send the others out." Stick replied. "Elektra's in no condition to do anything."

"Umm, sensei, another if informing Elektra as we speak…" The man spoke, trying not to stutter. He knew they should have had waited for Stick's approval to tell Elektra. Now they just had to be in for it.

At that, Stick frowned. He waved his hand to dismiss the man from the cabin.

Matt's and Elektra's Cabin

"The Treasure has been kidnapped." The man replied, remaining at his position at the entrance of the cabin.

Elektra instantly reached for her sheathed sais, "Who did this?" She demanded as Matt pulled her hand away from the sais.

"It was the one named Bullseye." The man answered before dismissing himself from the cabin. He had been summoned earlier to head out with the fleet of men who were assigned to find The Treasure. He was told to deliver the news quickly and then join up with the rest of the men as soon as possible.

She turned her attention to Matt, "I have to help Abby." She snapped, reaching for her weapons once more, but Matt only continued to pull her away from them. Honestly, he couldn't allow her to just get up and leave. For the love of God, she was nine months pregnant. The child was due any day now.

"Calm down, Elektra." Matt stated. "You are in no condition to do anything." He tried to reason with her. Seriously, there were moments where Elektra was just pretty much very hard headed.

That still didn't stop her from reaching towards the case. However, she did pause and pulled back, flinching lightly as she placed her hand behind her back, nearly doubling over.

"What's wrong?" He asked in concern as his eyebrows narrowed. These were the moments where he wished he wasn't blind. He came close to feeling worthless.

"Cramp." Elektra mumbled as she sat down on the bed, waiting for it to subside.

"I'll go call the med-wife-" Matt began.

"I'm not in labor, Matt." She quickly replied. "I'm fine… And Abby better be also. I swear, if Bullseye does anything to here, I'll slit his throat open." She threatened. "I swear to God, I'll kill him."

Unknown Location

Abby jerked upon the chair she was sitting on. She had been chained down and gagged. She had been sitting here for hours; waiting for anything. What was this guy going to do with her? What was he up too? Where was Elektra? Why wasn't anyone helping her? Why did she have to go to the stupid apartment?

Her eyes narrowed as Bullseye finally walked into her view. He walked right up to her as if this was all causal; all normal. He pulled off the cloth that was gagging her to begin with.

"They know of your kidnappin'." He said with a smirk. "I'm pretty sure it has her all worked up. If they want you alive, she'll come to save you in her weakened state." He shrugged her shoulders lightly. "She is due any day now."

She shook her head, "Elektra wouldn't come then. She's not that stupid-"

"She'll be here alright." Bullseye replied. "I know how much she cares for you, kid. You can't fool me. I did my research. Elektra has until tomorrow night, at midnight, to save you, or you're dead."

Matt's and Elektra's Cabin

Matt's worry had gotten to the best of him. Against Elektra's wishes, he had summoned for the med-wife to come since these so called 'cramps' have gotten worse. Not only did the med-wife appear, but so did Stick.

At the sight of Stick, Elektra tried to sit up, "Is Abby alright?" She asked, directed towards Stick.

"Lay back and rest, Elektra." Stick replied.

That wasn't the answer she was looking for, "Is Abby alright?" She repeated with a deep frown, now having to fight against Matt who was trying to gently pull her back down onto the bed. "Tell me, old man."

"I have the best warriors of this compound searching for her at this very moment." Stick answered.

"Where is she?" She demanded.

"We have a location, but we will not make a move until tomorrow night." He answered.

"Just how the hell did all this happen?" Elektra asked, biting down on her lower lip to try to subside the pain of yet another 'cramp.'

"We are looking into it," He replied. "But as of now, we have everything under control."

Elektra shook her head. She knew Stick wasn't tell her something; something important. She could tell by the look on his face. He was lying to her, "God damnit, Stick! You have nothing under control! What aren't you telling me-" She paused in mid-sentence as her eyes widened. At that, she looked up towards Matt and carefully took his hand.

"My water broke." She said softly.

The med-wife instantly moved from standing behind Stick at the doorway to Elektra's side as Matt helped her lay back down once more.

Matt's and Elektra's Cabin – Seven hours later

"You're doing a great job, Elektra." The med-wife commented. "I just need you to give me one more final push, alright?"

Elektra took in a deep breath as her grip around Matt's hand tightened dearly. She held onto that breath and pushed, leading up to her crying out in pain before collapsing against the bed. Matt resisted the urge to pull away his throbbing hand.

Moments of silence followed after that, only to be broken by the wailing of the newly born baby the med-wife was currently wrapping up in a blanket. The noise caused Elektra's shoulders to drop in relief as she pulled her hand free from Matt's. Matt learned over slightly to gently kiss her cheek as the med-wife handed the small baby over, "Congratulations on your little baby girl." She said softly, allowing the new mother to hold her child.

Even now, Elektra told herself she wasn't going to cry. Instead, she just cuddled up against her daughter. She looked up towards Matt, "She's beautiful." She murmured, looking back down at the child's soft green eyes, button nose, and pudgy cheeks.

"Just like her mother." Matt replied, stroking Elektra's hair as she gingerly kissed the little girl's forehead.

"What's this beautiful little angel's name?" The med-wife asked.

"Jamie." Matt replied. "Jamie Murdock-Natchios."

The med-wife nodded, "Then I'll be seeing you and Little Jamie later on." She replied as she exited the cabin to leave the two new parents alone.

However, right after the med-wife had exited, a man had entered. He bowed slightly, "Forgive me for disrupting this special occasion, but we need your answer, Elektra."

Elektra looked up in confusion, "My answer to what?"

"Bullseye's request, ma'am." The man stated. "He had sworn to murder The Treasure by tomorrow night's midnight if you do not show up for a final battle."

To Be Continued