Sry this is such a short chapter. I'll try to make the final chapter long.

Owen heard the water start pouring in from behind him. Gallons of water were rushing in. Michael could feel the water around his ankles and it was rising fast. Both tried to break their restraints. They could only feel the metal dig into them.

Nikita clenched the pole and kept swinging it at the glass separating her from Owen. Swing after swing and nothing changed. The grass wasn't breaking. She looked at Owen. He had a panicked look on his face that broke her heart. She couldn't stand the way his expression dug into her heart, the way his eyes pierced her soul.

"Nikita just leave me," the water was almost to his waist, "Take Michael and go. Use this time to escape and save the child. He'll be better as a father. An ex-cleaner has no right to be happy. It's time I pay for what I did. I beg you to leave. Please, I don't want you to suffer because of me. "

"I'm not leaving you guys," blood dripped down her arm as the pole's rust stabbed her palm, but she didn't stop. She couldn't.

"It's not working!" he demanded she forget about him.

"I'm never giving up on you. You risked your life for me in the hotel. I'm not giving up on you now," she was desperate to free him.

She threw the pole in anger as it wasn't working at all. The glass wasn't even scratched. She was running out of time. The water level was up to their chest.

"Nikita!" Michael tried to get her attention.

She rushed over to the glass separating her from him. He paused for a brief second and looked down. She shook her head as she knew what he was going to say.

When he looked up tears were descending down his cheeks. "You need to press the button and leave with Owen."

"I'm not leaving either of you!" she couldn't believe what she was hearing. There was no way she would be able to live on with herself knowing one of their deaths was her fault.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Nikita," he begged for her forgiveness for the last time, "I forced you away. This is all my fault. Please, if it is my baby, love him like I know you will. No matter what you think you are a perfect mother." He tried to keep her image in his head, he knew she was the last thing he wanted to see in his life.

She just looked at him. So many things were running through her head, so many feelings running through her heart. She could feel tears sneak down her face. "no… no.. NO!" she grabbed her hair, "I'm not leaving you two! I can't."

Owen and Michael raised their heads trying to hang on to the last reachable air. The water level had risen to right about their ears. "I love you," both the men said to her as the last words they might ever say. Nikita didn't know what to do. She didn't know who she loved. She didn't know who the father was. She didn't know who to save.

The left over air was practically gone. Both men were desperate to free themselves. Soon they were engulfed in water. They could feel the burn of their lungs craving air.

Nikita could do nothing but watch, watch as the men that she loved drowned to death in front of her. Michael was trying to get his robotic hand to break off, freeing one arm. Owen was trying to break the cuffs and chains that bound his feet. At that point she knew she had to make a choice. The two buttons lay in front of her, one for Michael and One for Owen. She could only free one….

I have no clue on how this story should end. I'm completely on the fence about Michael vs Owen. So I decided to let you guys choose. who do u think should end up with Nikita and who's baby do you think it should be? Private message me if u like or review. What would you like in the final chapter?