Elektra/Daredevil

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: Holding Onto Hope

Genre: Comic/Romance/Drama/Action

Setting: Two years after Returning To You.

Author's Note

Oh bah, some of you are going to seriously hate me when I get past Chapter Four… and that's all I'm going to say. Others might jump for joy and if you're one of those people, you're sick and deserve to be attacked by rabid monkeys.

Ha, I sorta, kinda updated this chapter in my Van Helsing fan fic. :P Sorry about that. It's rightfully where it should be now.

Summary: (Sequel to Returning to You) Two years later, Kingpin seeks revenge from the Daredevil. Elektra isn't really adjusting to the whole soccer mom/house wife routine and is determined to return to herself. A visitor from an alternate world makes an appearance to 'help.'

Chapter Two

Lending a Helping Hand

Streets of Hell's Kitchen

Silences seemed to take forward to settle on the blind man's ear. Daredevil was unsure to either stay or leave his so called hiding spot. His gloved hands gripped the edge of the dumpster. Well, he couldn't just stay here now, really… He hoisted himself up and hopped out. Sticking to his instincts, he leapt forward, his hands latching onto the railing of a fire escape. Good, this would take him back up to the rooftops.

He began to climb, paying extra attention to his surroundings, half heartedly listening for the cock of a gun. He tried to shake off this feeling of nervousness as he reached the edge of the roof. With ease, he climbed onto and stood back up. Whoever it was who tried to gun him down earlier, it appeared to be that they were now gone for the moment.

Daredevil crossed the rooftop, coming to a stop on the other edge. A cold shiver was sent down his spine, as if someone was watching him. These feelings were never wrong. He gripped his walk stick firmly as he quickly turned around to come face-to-face with a ninja clothed in a black uniform with piercing bright green eyes.

"Daredevil." The female voice of the ninja stated, causing him to shift on his feet slightly. "You are better off being home with your family; where it's safe for the meantime." She warned in a surprisingly gentle tone.

He tilted his head to the side. Just who the hell was this? He nodded slightly, trying to see why he was even bothering to listen to her anyway. What if she followed him straight back to the apartment? That placed Elektra and Jamie at risk and he didn't want that at all, but still. He couldn't help it. This woman… Her voice was so soft, so angelic. It sounded like she wanted him to be protected; safe. It also contained a small hint of begging, but who was to judge?

Streets of Hell's Kitchen

The young female ninja took off the piece of cloth that covered her face. Long locks of dark brown hair fell easily past her shoulders as those bright green eyes gazed down the empty alleyway, straight towards a limo that pulled up. She knew that in that limo sat the one known as the Kingpin and she knew what his intentions were. However, she was going to make sure they would not be a reality. She owned that much to herself; to her mother. She could save the two of them years of extra pain and sorrow if she managed to accomplish this.

She shook her head lightly as she took the piece of cloth and draped it over her head as she walked even further into the alleyway.

Matt's and Elektra's Apartment

Quietly, Elektra laid back against the headboard to the master bed, cradling the sleeping Jamie in her arms gently, trying her best not to fall asleep herself in the process. She told herself over and over again to not even dare to think about resting her head against that pillow for a second to just 'rest her eyes.' No, she told herself that she was going to wait for Matt, and that's what she was going to do. Instead, she continued to hum a little rhythm softly, rocking Jamie along to it, trying to keep herself from the temptation of drifting off like the little girl did in her arms.

Strangely enough, Jamie had fallen asleep much easier tonight then any other night in the longest while. Ah, she reminded herself, Jamie was getting over a cold. Just how many nights did they all spend sleepless? Now was the perfect time to make up for it, of course. She smiled lightly as she kissed one of her pudgy little cheeks.

Starching against the glass window brought her attention right to it. The next moment, it was pushed opened. Matt then climbed through the frame and swatted the curtains away. The sight was rather amusing, but instead of laughing, she 'shh'ed him, "Jay-Jay's sleeping." She said softly.

"Yeah, you should be too." Matt replied as Elektra stood up.

"I'm going to go place Jamie in her crib." She stated as she exited the room. Moments later, she carefully placed the sleeping toddler in the crib in the nursery. Gently, she tucked her in and placed a simply stuffed black bear next to her. She smiled lightly, making sure the windows were firmly locked, before returning to their bedroom.

Matt stood at the window, leaning his head against the cool glass. He had already stripped himself free of his Daredevil outfit. He was back into his nightly plain white t-shirt and black boxers. She walked up to him and placed her hand gingerly on his shoulder, "We have a problem." She stated.

He placed his hand over hers and turned around to face her, "What's wrong?" He asked with concern. The first thing that came to his mind was Jamie's safety. If she wasn't safe, then it was just all over.

"Earlier tonight, when I placed Jamie down to allow her to sleep… I went to go take a shower." Elektra began to explain. "When I got out, I heard someone else speaking to her through the baby monitor. On instincts, I went to check on her, of course."

"Who was it?"

"That woman from two years ago, Matt." She answered. "The one who saved me and Abby from Bullseye. Why would she be here? She was here last time to stop Bullseye because of the he screwed up the whole time line and what not."

"I honestly don't know what's going on anymore." Matt admitted. "Maybe you should call Stick and see what he see what he has to say with all this?"

Slowly, she shook her head, "It's late. We're both tired." She pointed out. "I'll call later." She collapsed onto the bed, watching him change from his Daredevil uniform to his nightly wear: a plain t-shirt and a pair of shorts. She scooted over slightly to allow him to lay down next to her.

Matt wrapped his arm around her gently as the tips of his fingers began to stroke her hair.

Murdock's and Nelson's Law Office

Elektra wrapped her arms around Matt's neck as she sat upon his lap in the law office. Matt smiled lightly as he leaned back in his comfortable chair while she watched Foggy, his one and only partner, tossing a plush ball to Jamie. Jamie found amusement in this as she ran after the ball only to pick it up and throw it back at Foggy. Foggy reached out and ruffled the girl's hair with a smirk.

"Yup, here's the next generation of Murdock lawyers." He commented.

Matt scoffed, "She'll be the best lawyer this side of Manhattan, no doubt."

Foggy picked up the girl gently and placed her on his lap. Jamie held onto the plush ball tightly and then randomly threw it against the floor. Elektra leaned back against Matt, resting her head against him, causing him to tenderly nibble at her ear. She gazed up towards him and then placed a soft kiss on his lips. Foggy shook his head as he held his hand out towards the two of them.

"What the hell is keeping you guys from getting married?" He demanded.

"Foggy. Jamie." Matt warned. "We… Uh… Well, when we do, you'll be my best man. So, you'll be one of the first to know." He added, patting Elektra's lap, "You hungry?" He asked.

Joe's Shop – Diner at 23rd Street

Jamie sat in a highchair, scooted in as close as possible to the table where her parents were sitting at silently as she poked at her hotdog which Elektra had manually ripped into little pieces.

Matt took a sip at his hot coffee as he tilted back in his chair slightly, "You know…" He began. "There's a private school not too far from the apartment that will accept Jamie in a heartbeat-"

"Public school." Elektra quickly interfered. "She's better off at a public school."

"I take it you speak from experience?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Either way, both schools have their advantages and disadvantages, Matt." She pointed out, causing him to shrug lightly.

Elektra stared into the shades of his maroon colored glasses. She knew he was hiding something from her and, yes, she wanted to confront him about it, but she knew he wouldn't say anything. He was too modest. He wanted to handle things by himself either to prove to others he could or simply because he wanted it that way. She considered it a bit of each. A deep sigh escaped her. There was no use avoiding it anymore. If he was hiding something, he knew better then to keep it from her.

"What are you hiding from me, Matt?" She bluntly asked. "And don't say-"

"Nothing." Matt replied.

She shook her head, "I found a rose in the bathroom trash can. Where did it come from?"

"It's just a flower-"

"I want to help you, Matt." She stated. "Please, let me help you."

"Elektra, it's too dangerous…" He began.

She scoffed under her breath, "Who has the title as most lethal assassin?"

"I wish you would stop bringing that up, you know?" Matt nearly snapped. "That isn't who you are."

"Can you say that with certain?" She questioned, raising her own eyebrows. "You still need to come to accept the fact that it was part of my life, Matt. Maybe it's not the part that I'm proud off, but it's still there. If you're going to love me, then at least love all of me."

He sighed lightly as he finished off his cup of coffee, "I need to get back to the office." He murmured. "I'll see the two of you at home."

"Figuratively speaking…" Elektra added.

Matt's and Elektra's Apartment

It was relatively easy to get Jamie to fall asleep for a simple afternoon nap. All you had to do was place the kid in front of the television, lay her down on the couch, and give her a bottle of warm milk. Sooner or later, she would be out like a light, literally.

Elektra rubbed her forehead lightly as she watched the young two year old doze into and out of reality, hugging one of the couch pillows rather tightly. It would be only minutes later until the young toddler was fast asleep. That being the case, Elektra carefully gathered her up and placed her in the crib.

She walked back out to the living room to close the television set. Her mind kept trailing back to Matt and their conversation. God, this person wasn't her at all. She wasn't the stay at home mom. Every passing day just feels like someone slowly stabbing her in the chest with a knife and they were now just roughly turning the blade. This was so out of her character. She was the world's most lethal assassin who has been reduce to a house wife. It just didn't work out.

It's not like she asked to become pregnant. It's not like this whole thing was planned out. Yes, she loved Jamie. She was an excellent kid, mind you, but she wanted; she needed to be out there again, back in red… with her sais. Now she's just in a pair of blue jeans and a simple tee carrying around a diaper bag. Hmm… Now what's wrong with that picture?

There was a solution to the problem, of course. Why not hire a full time nanny? Oh yes, that would be enjoyable and Matt would most likely agree! … Of course not.

She tried to shake the thoughts out of her head as the ringing phone brought her back to her senses. She quickly picked it up.

"Elektra." Stick's voice came from the phone. "It is a surprise that you called earlier today."

"Even more of a surprise that you didn't pick up." She murmured under her breath. "Stick, last night, that woman… 'Jamie,' if you will, showed up in the nursery. How the hell can this be if time travel, as you said, is extremely close to forbidden?"

There was a moment of silence and then, "There are many possibilities why she has returned, but I personally believe that it is of her own free will. She is the Treasure; the balance of good and evil. There is a chance she can probably come back here for personal gain and go back with no punishment as long as she does something equally good to tip the balance towards our side once more."

"What I don't understand that the Treasure is always a motherless-daughter-" She began.

"I'm sorry, Elektra." Stick simply replied.

His statement caused her eyes to widen. Just what was he getting at? "That woman is nearly twenty years old, Stick. If what you're claiming is true, then when do I die?" Sure, it was a stupid question. Either way, the old man didn't seem to reply.

"I would never leave Jamie behind, Stick." She snapped.

Once more, he didn't answer. Out of pure frustration, she slammed the phone back down on the receiver, "I won't leave her." She repeated to herself, looking up towards the window as the glass smashed into little pieces.

With a swift swish, a rose was pinned against the wall of the living room by a ninja throwing star. She shook her head, "God damnit."

Again, she picked up the phone and checked to see if it even worked at the moment. After that, she quickly dialed Matt's work number.

Murdock's and Nelson's Law Office

Foggy glared at the ringing phone, wondering who it was. Most likely, he guessed it to be another unable to pay the bill client. Yeah, all their clients couldn't properly pay them. It caused him to wonder how Matt could afford such an expensive apartment. He picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"Foggy, I need to talk to Matt." Elektra's voice clearly stated.

Ah, yes. Foggy reminded himself. Elektra was the daughter of the rich Nicholas Natchios. Surely the man left his one and only daughter with a little something when he past away. It would certainly explain a few things for starters.

"Yeah, of course." Foggy replied. "Here he is." He held the phone out towards Matt. "It's Elektra." He stated before placing it right in the blind man's hand.

Matt nodded slightly as he brought the phone to his ear, "Elektra?"

"Matt, there's a rose pinned against the wall with a ninja star." She stated. "I'm going to ask you one more time… What's going on? What are you keeping from me? From us? This is dangerous. I'm leaving Jamie at the Millers' for tonight. I'm going to help you. I'm going to fight back with you."

He sighed. God, this woman was hard headed for sure, "Alright E. I'll see you later."

To Be Continued

I'm looking forward to writing Chapter Three. I have such a sweet little Elektra/Matt moment planned for it. :) That's really the whole outline for that chapter anyways… So if you're a fan, a really big fan of Elektra/Matt, then you gotta read Chapter Three. :P

And then the same people will kill me by Chapter Five. I fear for my safety. I really do.