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Redemption
Chapter Forty Five
Kat stood several feet in front of him her fingers clutched tightly around a silver .48. She swallowed hard and her hands shook slightly but she never lowered her gun. Her eyes were dark and cold, unfeeling.
"Kat?" Will took a step towards her.
"Stop." Kat cocked the gun. "Don't come any closer Will."
"Kat why don't you put the gun down?" he asked not even sure where it had come from. It wasn't her tranq gun.
"I can't." There was a quiver in her voice that she tried to hide but he heard it.
Weiss and Vaughn entered the room first, both their guns drawn in anticipation. "Whoa," Weiss aimed his gun and then backed up to where Will was standing.
"Syd?"
"I'm almost there," they could hear her voice down the hall. She was approaching the room quickly her gun drawn. "Oh God Katy no," she whispered
"Sydney what is your status, what is going on?" Jack asked, his fingers were still clenched around the coffee mug threatening to break the handle off.
"It's Katy, she has a gun, a .48," Syd said softly. "Dad, she has a gun on mom."
Irina Derevko sat calmly in the leather chair; her hands folded in her lap. Kat stood across from her, her hands shaking slightly as she aimed the loaded gun at her mother's head, her finger hovering over the trigger.
Looking around Sydney knew where they were. It was an office, and the safe, which would contain scroll 47, was open and empty.
"Kat, you don't need to do this," Sydney took a few steps towards her.
"Don't come any closer Sydney," Kat adjusted her grip on the gun.
"Listen to your sister Katy," Irina's voice was calm and collected. If she felt any nervousness at having a gun aimed at her head, she certainly didn't let it show.
"Shut up." Kat took a step closer.
"Now is that any way to talk to your mother?"
"You're not my mother," Kat said coldly. "My mother abandoned me when I was five years old."
"Alison Porter left you, I never did." Her voice lacked any amusement.
"Don't try your games with me. I know you better than you think."
"Sydney, tell her to put her com link on I want to talk to her." Jack took a sip of coffee attempting to keep his nerves in check.
"Katy, dad wants to talk to you," Sydney took a few steps towards her.
"Stay back."
"I'm just going to turn your com link on," Syd explained. She closed the distance between them in a few steps and fiddled with Kat's earpiece. "It's on," she told Jack.
"Katarina what are you doing?" Jack asked.
"She has to pay."
"You won't be just taking her life. Katy this isn't self defense, this is murder."
"She has to pay." Kat's lower lip trembled as several tears escaped her eyes. "She has to pay for what she did to me, and Sydney; Michael and Eric, everyone. She has to pay for what she did to you Daddy."
Irina was clearly getting nervous. She was alone and unarmed with a gun pointed at her head and Kat was getting shakier as the minutes passed.
"She will pay Katy, but not like this," Jack swallowed hard. "You can't do this."
"I'm sorry Daddy," she whispered and turned her com link off.
"Katarina? Sydney?"
"Yes dad." Syd answered.
"Use the tranq gun if you have to."
"Yes dad."
Irina cocked her head to one side as she studied the expression on Kat's face. "You called him Daddy."
"He's my father isn't he. Unless of course you've decided to change that fact, which given your past history wouldn't really surprise me."
"That's enough Katarina."
"You know you're absolutely right, that is enough." Kat took several steps towards Irina leveling the gun against her temple. "Do you know how long I have thought about this moment? Agonized over whether or not it would eventually happen. If I would do it? Moscow was a mistake. If I'd known it was you I wouldn't have been so quick to save your life."
"You're angry Katarina I understand that but you don't need to do this." Irina slowly stood up. "It's not worth it. You'll go to jail, it's not worth throwing your life away."
"Stop," Kat took a step backwards. "Don't come any closer."
"It doesn't have to be like this," Irina took another step towards her.
"Shut up," Kat screamed. Tears streamed down her face, her face was twisted in emotional pain. She was losing control.
"Katy put the gun down. Just put it down. It's not the answer you know that."
"Just stop!" she shouted at Irina. "Don't you see what you've done?"
"Katy put the gun down, please just put it down." Sydney begged keeping her tranq gun trained on her sister.
"I can't," she sobbed. Her eyes closed and her hands stilled she placed her finger on the trigger.
"Katy, No!!!!"
Redemption
Chapter Forty Five
Kat stood several feet in front of him her fingers clutched tightly around a silver .48. She swallowed hard and her hands shook slightly but she never lowered her gun. Her eyes were dark and cold, unfeeling.
"Kat?" Will took a step towards her.
"Stop." Kat cocked the gun. "Don't come any closer Will."
"Kat why don't you put the gun down?" he asked not even sure where it had come from. It wasn't her tranq gun.
"I can't." There was a quiver in her voice that she tried to hide but he heard it.
Weiss and Vaughn entered the room first, both their guns drawn in anticipation. "Whoa," Weiss aimed his gun and then backed up to where Will was standing.
"Syd?"
"I'm almost there," they could hear her voice down the hall. She was approaching the room quickly her gun drawn. "Oh God Katy no," she whispered
"Sydney what is your status, what is going on?" Jack asked, his fingers were still clenched around the coffee mug threatening to break the handle off.
"It's Katy, she has a gun, a .48," Syd said softly. "Dad, she has a gun on mom."
Irina Derevko sat calmly in the leather chair; her hands folded in her lap. Kat stood across from her, her hands shaking slightly as she aimed the loaded gun at her mother's head, her finger hovering over the trigger.
Looking around Sydney knew where they were. It was an office, and the safe, which would contain scroll 47, was open and empty.
"Kat, you don't need to do this," Sydney took a few steps towards her.
"Don't come any closer Sydney," Kat adjusted her grip on the gun.
"Listen to your sister Katy," Irina's voice was calm and collected. If she felt any nervousness at having a gun aimed at her head, she certainly didn't let it show.
"Shut up." Kat took a step closer.
"Now is that any way to talk to your mother?"
"You're not my mother," Kat said coldly. "My mother abandoned me when I was five years old."
"Alison Porter left you, I never did." Her voice lacked any amusement.
"Don't try your games with me. I know you better than you think."
"Sydney, tell her to put her com link on I want to talk to her." Jack took a sip of coffee attempting to keep his nerves in check.
"Katy, dad wants to talk to you," Sydney took a few steps towards her.
"Stay back."
"I'm just going to turn your com link on," Syd explained. She closed the distance between them in a few steps and fiddled with Kat's earpiece. "It's on," she told Jack.
"Katarina what are you doing?" Jack asked.
"She has to pay."
"You won't be just taking her life. Katy this isn't self defense, this is murder."
"She has to pay." Kat's lower lip trembled as several tears escaped her eyes. "She has to pay for what she did to me, and Sydney; Michael and Eric, everyone. She has to pay for what she did to you Daddy."
Irina was clearly getting nervous. She was alone and unarmed with a gun pointed at her head and Kat was getting shakier as the minutes passed.
"She will pay Katy, but not like this," Jack swallowed hard. "You can't do this."
"I'm sorry Daddy," she whispered and turned her com link off.
"Katarina? Sydney?"
"Yes dad." Syd answered.
"Use the tranq gun if you have to."
"Yes dad."
Irina cocked her head to one side as she studied the expression on Kat's face. "You called him Daddy."
"He's my father isn't he. Unless of course you've decided to change that fact, which given your past history wouldn't really surprise me."
"That's enough Katarina."
"You know you're absolutely right, that is enough." Kat took several steps towards Irina leveling the gun against her temple. "Do you know how long I have thought about this moment? Agonized over whether or not it would eventually happen. If I would do it? Moscow was a mistake. If I'd known it was you I wouldn't have been so quick to save your life."
"You're angry Katarina I understand that but you don't need to do this." Irina slowly stood up. "It's not worth it. You'll go to jail, it's not worth throwing your life away."
"Stop," Kat took a step backwards. "Don't come any closer."
"It doesn't have to be like this," Irina took another step towards her.
"Shut up," Kat screamed. Tears streamed down her face, her face was twisted in emotional pain. She was losing control.
"Katy put the gun down. Just put it down. It's not the answer you know that."
"Just stop!" she shouted at Irina. "Don't you see what you've done?"
"Katy put the gun down, please just put it down." Sydney begged keeping her tranq gun trained on her sister.
"I can't," she sobbed. Her eyes closed and her hands stilled she placed her finger on the trigger.
"Katy, No!!!!"