"Where the hell are we supposed to look? He could have gone anywhere if this has anything to do with Amanda," Nikita said to Michael in the car. Michael peered out the window.

"It hasn't been that long, he wouldn't have gone far," he answered. "Birkhoff, got a trace on the car?"

"Almost there Mikey. Give me a second," he said back to Michael.

"How's Alex?" Nikita spoke out. Back at the safe house, Birkhoff turned to Alex sitting by the window rubbing her bare wrist.

"She's holding up," he said. Nikita sighed and looked out the window. After a second of silence, Birkhoff got a hit on the car Owen took. "Got it! He's at..." he paused, causing Michael and Nikita to glace nervously at each other.

"Where Birkhoff?" Nikita said impatiently.

"He's at the place where you shot Amanda," he continued. None of them said anything for a minute, Michael and Nikita just sat silently in their seats and stared straight ahead.

"Are you sure?" Michael finally answered.

"I'm sure," Birkhoff confirmed.

"Okay, thanks," Michael replied, then pressed on the gas, eager to get to their now known destination.

Nikita and Michael arrived at the factory where they had been only weeks before. They both stepped out of the car at the exact same time and pulled out their guns.

"Stay behind me," Michael order Nikita as he walked towards the building. Nikita followed, and stopped behind him when they came to the back door. Michael pushed it open and held his hand behind him stopping Nikita from going in first. He stepped in first, and spun around when the door slammed shut and darkness filled the room.

"Nikita!" He cried.

"I'm here Michael! She answered reaching out in front of her and grabbed Michael's arm.

"I should have figured you two would be together," an unfamiliar voice spoke up. A dim light turned on, and Michael and Nikita could see Owen standing behind a man in the middle of the room.

"Owen?" Nikita whispered.

"Glad you two made it, but I was hoping Alex would be here." He said, holding up Alex's watch.

"What's going on? What does Alex have to do with this? Nikita said, still holding her gun in front of her.

"Excuse me for not introducing myself earlier," the other man said. "I'm Victor. I was helping Amanda, until you killed her of course. I guess you could say I'm her, replacement. I'm sure you're well aware that Owen hasn't been himself lately. You can thank Amanda and I for that," Victor took a step towards Michael and Nikita. When they both raised their guns higher, he put up his hands.

"I wouldn't kill me if I were you," he warned them.

"Why not? It seems like a pretty good idea to me," Michael said.

"Cause if you kill me, I can guarantee that Owen will be more than glad to take over. And I know you won't risk shooting him."

Nikita stepped in front of Michael and grabbed Victor. She pushed him towards the wall and held him tightly against it. Owen stepped forward but Michael turned to him and pointed his gun in his direction.

"Why are we here? Why are you after Alex?" She screamed at him through her teeth. Victor laughed.

"Don't you know? She's pregnant." Nikita's face fell and Michael looked over at them. Owen took it as his chance to step in and knocked Michael's gun away from him. They began punching at each other and Nikita brought Victor to the floor.

"If you even think about hurting her or the baby I will kill you so fast..." Nikita started but stopped when she heard Owen cry out in pain. She turned quickly and saw him on the floor unconscious, with Michael standing over him. Victor pushed Nikita off of him and rolled out of her reach. He lunged for Michael's gun and pointed it at Nikita.

"Move one step and she dies," he said to Michael. "Get Alex here now. Or you both die."

Ryan and Alex rushed over to the factory as quick as they could. With Alex shaking the entire way there, from both anger and fear, Ryan spoke to Nikita on the phone.

"Are you all okay?" He asked her. At the factory, Nikita and Michael were both tied to chairs. Victor held Nikita at gun point while holding the phone to her ear.

"We're fine," she told him. "Except Owen's knocked out cold and I have a gun pointed at my head."

"We're almost there, just hang on," Ryan reassured her.

"Not much else I can do," Nikita answered.

They eventually got to the factory and bolted out of the car. Ryan ran around to Alex's side but she pushed him back to the car.

"No, they said only I can go. You stay here and watch the car. This won't be long," Alex told him, and ran to the factory. At the back door, Alex slowly pushed open the door and held her hands up.

"Alex. How nice of you to join us," Victor said. Alex looked from Nikita to Michael and suddenly became angry.

"Why the hell are we here?" She asked.

"Well, they're here because they thought they were being the heroes. You're here because I asked you to come," Victor explained. "But to answer your question, you are standing here because you have something that I want." Alex narrowed her eyes.

"What?"

"That," Victor said, gesturing to the life growing inside her. Alex froze and felt a sickening feeling in the stomach.

"Why?" Alex finally managed to say, with confusion, sadness and anger in her voice.

"Because Alex, that child is the next most important thing to you besides Nikita. You know how Amanda was. She saw you and Nikita as her own creations, and once Nikita left and found you well, she couldn't deal with that loss. She knew how important your relationship with her was, but this child, this child has a different kind of importance to you. All I want to do is finish what Amanda started, and this child is one step closer to doing that," Victor stepped away from Nikita and closer to Alex. Alex stumbled backwards landing against the door. "You promise me that child when it's born, and you all leave here unharmed. Tell me the gender and name when you find out, and I'll gladly give back Owen. Exactly how he was before. Do we have a deal?"

"Alex no! Don't do it! He could be lying!" Nikita yelled to her. Alex studied Victor's face. She knew he was telling the truth. She thought about the deal, and looked over at Nikita, Michael and Owen. Taking a breath, she put her hand on her stomach.

"Deal," she said. Victor smiled, surprised that she agreed to it.

Alex no!" Nikita cried. Michael shut his eyes and dropped his head. Victor ignored the noise behind him and grabbed Alex's arm and squeezed.

"Break this deal, and you can say goodbye to your precious family. All of them," he threatened. Alex held back the tears in her eyes as he let go of her. Still holding the gun, he walked over to a small table in the back and carried a needle over to Owen. He injected an unknown liquid into his arm, then cut the ropes around Nikita's and Michae's hands and feet. Nikita ran to Alex, took hold of her arms and shook her.

"Are you insane! Do you know what you've just done!" She cried. Alex felt a tear slide down her cheek and looked her former mentor in the eyes.

"Yes," she said, then walked out of the room back outside.

If you watch Once Upon A Time, or just know the story of Rumpelstiltskin, you probably got the whole baby thing. Honestly I didn't know what the reason should be, but I figured this made as much sense as anything would. Did you really think she'd agree to giving him her baby? Is the team more important than it? *Evil laugh* Who knows? I'm trying to keep this focused on the pregnancy as much as possible still because that's the whole point to this story.