Don't ask me where this came from, because I honestly don't know.
CC please?
~O~
Irina was a Lucian.
A good one.
And yet, she was faced with a sudden hesitation.
Should she go in there?
Or not?
Sure, she had previously tried to warn away the Cahill girl, but she was too determined.
She kind of reminded Irina of herself when she was fourteen, and had just started to be watched by the KGB, good times.
Except that her time in the KGB was cut short by her pregnancy.
Nikolai.
Her son.
And he wasn't coming back.
Irina had a decision that could involve the Cahill kids' lives, and here she was, worrying about her dead son.
She was a Lucian.
Lucians don't hesitate.
Lucians don't suspect their branch leader of killing their sons.
She couldn't just stand back and let another child die on her watch.
She couldn't.
Irina was a Lucian.
They were going to die.
She was a Lucian.
Irina was a mother.
The two different sides of her couldn't exist in harmony.
So, should she leave them there to burn like their parents did, or does she go in and save them and die herself.
Nikolai.
She could save them.
She couldn't save him.
Irina was a Lucian.
But she was a mother first and foremost.