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: I saw 'Star Wars Episode III' the other day. It was my first 'Star Wars' film that I have ever seen and I liked it. :P Haha. I plan on watching the other episodes fairly soon. Glee.

Thanks for all the reviews on the last chapter. This fan fic is slowly coming to an end, sadly. There is one more chapter left and the prequel may not be posted until the middle of July. It all depends if I can get internet access when I'm in Germany/Italy.

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 Nine

The Wall Falls Down

Medical Lab

Matt stood silently, leaning against the counter, next to a young man wearing a classic white overcoat who was gazing into a microscope. The man was named Doctor James Rowland. He had been a good friend of Foggy's back in the day and he had agreed into helping Matt with his situation. Dr. Rowland was currently examining a sample of Jamie's blood under the microscope. Matt tapped his foot against the floor. He had to admit, he was a bit nervous. I mean, this was his future daughter. He cared for her in a way. He wanted there to be a cure to whatever the hell Bullseye had done to her.

Bullseye… Boy oh boy was he going to pay for sending Jamie through hell and back. She didn't deserve any of it, not after everything the girl had forcefully been put through with all those deaths and challenges in her still pretty damn young life. What was she? Twenty? Twenty-one? She sure as hell needed a break from all this chaos and he was more than happy to grant that to her.

Dr. Rowland shook his head lightly, "That woman didn't look too good to begin with when you brought here her, Mr. Murdock." He pointed out. "And I think I have discovered why that is as well. As you can see, errr… I mean-" He paused, feeling rather embarrassed of his foolish mistakes. Truth be told, he wasn't so comfortable around the handicapped. Then again, so were most people that Matt had to deal with.

"It's alright." Matt quickly replied. "Happens all the time." He stated, flashing a small smile to relax the good doctor. Yeah, of course, it did happen all the time and people automatically assume that Matt would take it the wrong way. Honestly, he didn't care.

"Well, sorry…" The young doctor stated and then cleared his throat, feeling somewhat a tad bit more comfortable now then he had just moments ago. "The toxin she was given acts like a virus. It latches onto un-expecting red blood cells, or whatever host cell it can reach, and tricks the cell into reproducing copies of itself. It's a continuing cycle." He explained. "It won't stop until it has affected every single cell and who knows how long that could take. It all depends on the person. It could be days, weeks, months."

Matt nodded along slightly, "Is there a cure for it?" He asked, shifting on his feet slightly as he waited for his reply, hoping for the one that he wanted to her. He knew that Elektra would be devastated if he came back with bad news and not only her, but himself also.

Dr. Rowland nodded, "Yes, there is." He answered. "Once taken, it should take a good few hours to properly work, but the woman should be alright. It's good thing you came when you did. If you would have waited just another day, she would have been a complete goner." He added. "The poison had traveled at a pretty alarming rate, but, as I said, she'll be alright." He smiled lightly.

"We have good timing." Matt shrugged his shoulders as the doctor pulled out a small glass container from one of the drawers. He handed it over to Matt carefully. "Thank you." He stated. "This really means a lot to all of us."

"I must warn you, this is the first time this type of medicine is being used on a living human organism." The doctor admitted. "It's still in testing, so we aren't aware of the side effects." He picked up his notepad from the counter and he scribble down a few words here and there.

Matt nodded, "I'll call and fill you in if anything happens." He answered, tucking the glass container safely into his suit's jacket pocket. "Have a good afternoon, Dr. Rowland."

"You as well, Mr. Murdock." He replied.

Matt's and Elektra's Apartment

Matt pushed the front door of the apartment open and then gently closed it behind him. He walked into the kitchen and placed the cure from his pocket, onto the counter. He nodded slightly before dismissing himself to the master bedroom where he figured he'd find Elektra and the others. He carefully walked towards the hallway, feeling around for any type of furniture that probably had been moved around as a precaution. He hated running into things, especially in his very own home. Finally, he got to the room and he was right about his hunch.

Elektra was sitting on the edge of the bed, cradling their little angel while Jamie was fast asleep on the bed, wrapped around in Matt's maroon colored bath robe. Elektra gazed up towards him and then towards Jamie, "She got extremely tired after taking a shower." She noted, returning her attention back to the toddler in her arms.

"I got a cure from Dr. Rowland." He replied. "It's out on the kitchen counter." He added. "It's going to take a few hours before it can actually kick in and it's the first time it's been tested on a human being, so we need to be careful."

She looked up at him once more and nodded slightly. "Then we should give it to her right away." Elektra answered logically. "I'll watch over her incase something happens; some weird side effect or something." She stated, placing the toddler on the bed as Elektra went out to the kitchen. She didn't even have to state it; Matt figured she would want to anyways. Elektra had gotten pretty close to the woman, or at least tried too.

Matt sat down upon the edge of the bed as Jay crawled onto his lap, latching onto his jacket tightlyin fear of accidentally being dropped. You never really could know what might happen when being held by a blind man. It has surely happen a few times in the past. He wrapped his arm protectively around her, flashing a smile as he pulled out a lollipop from his pocket that he had snatched up from the office. Jay giggled lightly as she reached for it. Matt's smile grew a bit more as he removing the wrapping from the sugar treat and handed it to her. Yes, he knew how Elektra felt about sweets, but come on. Jay was two years old. She should be allowed to enjoy the simple pleasure of that which is candy.

Elektra walked over to the clean counter top with raised eyebrows. There was surely nothing upon it. Maybe Matt though he placed it on the counter? Things like that happened every now and again. Matt thought he put something in a certain place, but it turned out to be something completely different. She frowned lightly as she turned around to head back to the bedroom, when she stopped the glass container from the corner of her eye upon the coffee table. A look of puzzlement crept onto her face. It had to be really difficult to confuse the counter and the coffee table. She picked it up and studied the liquid inside. God, this better work and it better not bring out some nasty un-human side effect.

She made her way back to the master bedroom, but stopped at the entrance. She leaned against the door frame while watching Matt coo over their little daughter who was enjoying her newly given lollipop. Elektra smiled lightly, despite the fact that she didn't enjoy having Jay eat sweets, at the sight of the two of them; it was peaceful, thankfully. She needed more moments like this. Everything, at the moment, was extremely tense and very out of order; chaos, lots of chaos. Once they settled their current issues with a few villains, then maybe they would be granted a more organized style of life. Personally, she hated relying on Abby to baby-sit Jamie whenever something drastic came up. She felt like she was being pulled away from her daughter's life; something she wanted to be a huge part of, especially after seeing glimpse of what could possible happen.

Sadly enough, this happy moment had to come to its end, "Matt." She called his name, grabbing his instant attention. She had to give the medicine to Jamie and their little toddler needed to be put down for a nap anyways, if it was even possible anymore. That damn lollipop could probably give her a sugar rush and a future cavity, but what the heck. It would be Matt's fault, she reminded herself.

Matt simply nodded as he stood up, carefully holding Jay in his arms. Jay's hands grasped onto his suit tightly once more. Elektra lead him out of the room and down the hallway towards the nursery. No, she didn't question Matt's abilities to get around the apartment, but it was a mother's job to worry, right? He had dropped her once in the past and Jay was still a little shaken up from that experience. Figuring that he would be alright, she went back into the bedroom and sat down on the edge.

Her slender hand rested against Jamie's bath robe covered shoulder. Elektra gently shook the young woman awake. Moments later, Jamie's brightly glowing green eyes stared up at her, demanding more sleep; something Elektra was more then welcome to grant her right after taking the medicine. It would be best to rest while it worked it's magic.

"Matt found a cure." She stated, brushing back a few strands of loose hair from Jamie's face, which had grown extremely pale and sweaty ever since they had found her on the rooftops with Bullseye. "You truly are Daddy's little girl." She added with a small smile.

Jamie flashed her a small smile as well, one that quickly disappeared a mere moment later, "I… never actually bonded with my father… because he died when I was really young. Hell, I barely remember him, but because of that, I got really close to my mother; something I don't regret." She explained, gazing up towards Elektra. It did make a bit of sense. Jamie only had her mother to fall back upon after her father was murdered. There was really no one else she could have turned to for comfort, at least, not the same comfort a mother could offer.

Elektra nodded slightly as she helped her sit up. Jamie took the small glass container and examined the liquid inside. One thing was for certain, the smell was down right horrible and the chances of it tasting better were slim to none, but it was a small price to pay to see another day, right? That and it had a pale gray color to it. No, this wasn't going to pleasant at all. Hmm… would sugar make the bad taste go away? She pondered to herself. True, she was now dreading to actually take something that looked, smelt, and probably tasted this foul.

Jamie nearly gagged as she began to drink the liquid. Boy was she was right. The taste was far worse then the smell or the sight ever could be, if that was even possible. She eyed the rest of the medicine inside the container. This wasn't going to be easy, but it had to be done. She squeezed her eyes tightly and took the rest in a huge swing, swallowing quickly and then buried her face against the pillow.

Elektra found this all too amusing, "Doesn't taste so great, does it?" She teased. Her little daughter was the same way when she was forced to taken any type of medicine. Heck, half of the time they had to make a deal with her. Yes, two fully grown adults had to make a deal with a two year old so she would take her medicine. It was actually a pretty horrible situation to think about. Elektra seemed pretty grateful that was just a phase, seeing how Jamie had to force herself to taking this. She probably learned what was best for her somewhere along the road, but then again, Jamie did have to live all by herself, right?

Jamie sat up quickly, glaring at her, there was nothing funny about this at all, but her stare quickly softened as a smile returned to her face and, just as fast, disappeared once again. It was like Jamie couldn't keep any type of smile on her face, as if it were forbidden to do so.

Elektra tilted her head to the side, "Penny for your thoughts?" She asked softly, wondering just what was on the young woman's mind at the moment.

She sighed lightly. Sure, why not? "Stick warned me about coming here." She began. "He made it very clear that I shouldn't have gotten involved with you guys; I should have acted as an outside source because after all this is over, I have to return to a time and place where you don't exist. Stick was worried that I wouldn't want to come back… And he has the right mind for thinking so." Jamie looked up towards Elektra. "I don't want to go back when I could easily stay here with you."

Elektra stared softly at the young woman as a frown slightly appeared on her face. She wasn't exactly sure how to reply to those statements, so she simply wrapped her arms around Jamie, kissing her cheek, "You're welcomed to stay here." She said. What else could she say? The girl missed her family and that's all she wanted.

Jamie shook her head, "I can't because this isn't my time or place… It's hers." Elektra knew that Jamie instantly meant the little toddler. Jamie then fell silent for a moment or two. "I love you, Mom…" She added in a voice that was just above a muffled whisper.

This caused Elektra to pull back slightly to stare down at her. Did she just say what she thought she said? Jamie gazed down at her lap, "I regret not telling you as much as I could have when you were still alive." She shook her head as her bottom lip began to tremble. Tears appeared at the brim of her eyes. Elektra easily saw what was going to happen next. She drew Jamie back into a tight hug as the young woman sobbed against her shoulder. This was the first time since Jamie got here that she had acted like this.

After a while, Elektra had to blink back tears herself, realizing that Jamie either totally finally opened up to her or she broke down. That or maybe this was just a side effect of the medicine? Whatever it was, she had to try to get her to calm down, "I love you too, Jamie." She cooed, stroking her hair as she planted a small kiss on her head.

"I hate being alone." Jamie whimpered against Elektra's shoulder as she shook her head. "Everything's been going downhill since you died…"

"I promise things will be different this time around." Elektra replied. "You need to rest, Jamie… We'll talk later." She gazed down at the teary eyed woman who nodded at her. Without another word, Jamie buried her face against the pillow. Elektra frowned lightly. Did Jamie say those things… because, in a way, she was being comforted by a version of her already past on mother? Elektra shook her head as she stood up and exited the room.

Matt was out in the living room, sitting on the sofa while Jamie gazed up towards her mother. She smiled lightly, "Momma!" She called out, lifting up her arms. Elektra walked over and picked up the girl. She gazed over towards Matt, "I thought you were going to put her down for a nap?" She asked.

He shrugged his shoulders lightly, "I've tried. She's not tired." He replied.

"Hmm… Could it be from a certain sugar rush given off by a certain lollipop that a certain someone had given to her?" Elektra questioned with raised eyebrows. "You know how I feel about that, Matt."

"Lighten up a little, E." He answered. "It was just one sweet. It's not going to harm her." He pointed out.

"No, but I only want what's best for her." She remarked and then quickly paused. "I gave her the cure, which wasn't on the counter, but the coffee table." She added.

"Strange." Matt murmured. "Because I know as a fact that I placed it on the counter. I can tell the difference between the coffee table and the counter. I'm blind, yeah, but give me some credit."

"I didn't move it." She stated. "That would have been pointless. Everything's closed and locked, so no one could have gotten inside."

"Who would want to come in a move a glass container?" Matt questioned. "Anyways, I can feel a small breeze coming inside. Something isn't locked nor closed." He pointed out.

"One of the windows?" She asked.

"Probably." He replied.

Elektra frowned lightly as she crossed the living room to get to the window. Sure enough, a light breeze was following through the small crack. She simply made sure it was closed and then locked it.

Jamie leaned against her mother, who kissed the little girl's cheek as she handed her daughter a bottle of apple juice from the coffee table, "The living room window was just cracked open." She informed.

"Why didn't the security alarm go off?" Matt asked.

"Why are we being so paranoid?" Elektra questioned in return. He didn't reply, he waited for an answer to his own question. "It's not on because we're home. The only time I bother to turn it on is when we're out or asleep. Besides, if it did go off, the Daredevil would have himself a nasty headache."

"Just as long you would be safe." He murmured.

Elektra sighed lightly as she sat down on the couch, next to him, "Either way we would be fine, Matt." She answered, kissing his cheek.

"For the meantime." He mumbled and then spoke up. "We can't let Bullseye escape anymore. We can't give him anymore chances."

She nodded in agreement as Jamie crawled down from her lap. Elektra leaned against Matt, who pulled her into a deep kiss, "I love you." He murmured against her soft lips gently.

"I love you, too." Elektra replied, pushing him down against the couch as his arms wrapped around her waist. She rested her head against his chest. Silence fell between them for what felt like forever, but neither of them cared. They were comfortable.

"Why won't the future change?" She asked after a moment.

Matt raised an eyebrow, "The future is always changing." He answered.

She shook her head, "No…Jamie… She said that whatever she does here, won't affect anything back in her own time." She pointed out.

"Well…" Matt slowly began to think to himself as he started to answer. "It's a theory, but… maybe because it's our future, but her present. Like… Our present is her past, but not really-"

Elektra held her slender fingers to lips, "No more talking." She quickly stated. "You're making things a lot worse. A lot worse."

In the master bedroom, Jamie rolled over to the edge of the bed, her eyes staring blankly at the framed family photograph sitting on the nightstand. The tips of her finger gently stroked it as she ignored the aching pain in her joints. A light smile came to her face as the thought she came her to save them, when in reality, they ended up saving her.

"I seriously need to leave…" Jamie mumbled to herself. "The last thing I need is the completely ruin Elektra's relation with her actual daughter."

She sighed lightly to herself. She knew she didn't really want to leave. Jamie buried her face into the pillow once more.

To Be Continued