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Chapter 11- Reunion

Karen woke up after having a nightmare. The previous day, she had told Foggy about how she had killed James Wesley and asked him to be her lawyer in case that info ever came to light. Foggy had agreed.

She went to the bathroom and washed her face on the basin. Suddenly, she heard the window open. She wondered if Oliver, Slade and Roy were back. But in that case, wouldn't they use the door as they were staying with her.

She walked towards the window, holding a book as a weapon, in case there was any intruder. She gasped on seeing someone close the window, but gave a relieved sigh on seeing it was a man wearing a black suit with a padded mask on top.

She lowered the book as a suited Matt turned to her.

"Hey Karen", he said awkwardly.

"You almost gave me a heart attack", was the only response Karen could give after all the recent craziness in her life. She lowered the book and walked away.

Later, Karen was making coffee as Matt walked up behind her, "I've been staying where I grew up. There's a reason I stayed away, Karen."

"Yeah", Karen said sarcastically, "If you say it was to protect me, I'm seriously gonna throw up."

"I can't protect you", Matt said, "Not from Fisk. I can't even protect myself."

"What about Adrian Chase?" Karen asked, stunning Matt.

"Chase?" Matt asked, "How do you know about him?"

"Three of your friends have shown up here", Karen said, "Say they're from another Earth- Oliver Queen, Slade Wilson and Roy Harper."

"They're here?" Matt asked in stunned shock, not believing what he was hearing.

"Yes, but they've gone out right now", Karen said, "Sure you don't want coffee?"

"If you wanna yell at me, go right ahead", Matt said.

Karen turned to face him and said, "Did I ever tell you about my old neighbor, when I was growing up? Mr. Larssen. Well, he was this nice Norwegian guy. He let his wife do his talking. But on the days when it'd get really cold you know, and stuff would freeze, and you'd need help moving your car or, uh unstick a door, Mr. Larssen was always there. So, one winter, his wife hit a patch of black ice. The whole town turned out for her funeral. And Mr. Larssen sat there through the sermon and then he gathered up his casseroles and went back to work on the farm, like it was just another day. He never said a word about it. And I thought I'd go over there and be a good neighbor see if he wanted to talk about what happened. And you know what he said? "What for?"

She scoffed and turning around, took out the coffee before taking a sip, "You know what? You came to Foggy because you needed something from him. What do you need from me, Matt?"

"Fisk staged the attack on himself in prison", Matt said as he stood up, "That's how he, uh, tricked the FBI into moving him to a hotel. Got some lifer named Jasper Evans to shank him and then arranged for him to walk out of prison. On the books, Evans is in solitary. In reality, he's been set free."

"Can you prove that?" Karen asked.

"Yeah, if I can find him", Matt said, "Get him to talk to you. Bulletin publishes the details. Fisk is exposed. And the FBI will be forced to send him back to prison. So, yeah, you're right. I came to you 'cause I needed something. Your help. What do you say? You wanna help me?"

"Maybe", Karen said, "But what about your friends? Don't you wanna meet them?"

"Not really", Matt said. Karen walked to her room and closed the door.

Matt stood there quietly for a while, wondering if he should meet Oliver, Slade and Roy after all. But he decided not to.

Dex was asleep on his bed. He was having nightmares and shaking in the bed.

You probably don't remember me.

I'm Julie.

Do you wanna hang out after? How did you know I worked there for three years? You were only there for one.

Let go of me, Dex.

I said let go! Let go of me, Dex.

I said let go!

Dex's eyes opened and he shot out of bed, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. Julie had started working at the hotel and he had asked her out.

But during the date, he had accidentally revealed to her that he had been stalking her, scaring her off. He had tried to stop her but she had screamed at him to 'Let go!' He had then let her go as the entire room was staring at him.

Dex walked to the cupboard, wearing only his underpants and took out his old recorder. His now dead therapist, Mercer had taught him empathy and he had all that in the recordings.

He put it on the bed and sitting down, put the headphones around himself, listening to what she had said in those recordings.

"Your internal compass isn't broken, Dex. It just works better with a North Star to guide you."

"What if I can't find one?"

"Then you'll rely on our structure. A tidy physical space. A disciplined vocation."

Dex closed his eyes and lay on the bed, listening to the recordings. That moment, his alarm beeped but he quickly shut it off and continued listening.

Fisk opened his cupboard and looked at the different shirts. He picked out a black one, deciding to wear it. After he had put it on, his eyes fell on a beautiful, white coat, which he felt would make him look magnificent.

He picked it out and put it around him before closing up the buttons. Now, he looked all magnificent, royal and fascinating. He seemed like he was above everyone. He then opened a drawer and took out two extra buttons, which he put on his sleeves.

He then walked and stood over the stairs. The other agents there looked at him for a moment and were awed by how magnificent and imposing he looked now with the white coat on him. Chase just looked at him for a second and turned away to do his work.

"It's total bullshit", Karen told Foggy, Oliver, Slade and Roy as they sat in the car, "I can't believe Matt would even ask."

"But I think it makes sense", Oliver said, "And honestly, Karen, I know you've got a lot on your plate, but what he recommended is actually a good way to end Fisk."

"Yes", Roy said, "No matter how you feel about Matt's recent actions, this is something you can't pass off as bullshit."

"These two are right", Slade said, "And Matt doesn't want to meet us now."

"No", Karen said, "He doesn't. He thinks by staying away, he protects everyone."

"Just when I thought there were no more similarities between you and him", Slade said to Oliver.

"These three are right", Foggy told Karen, "I think you should help him. On one condition."

"What?" she asked.

"Matt turns himself in to the FBI", Foggy said.

"What? No", an exasperated Karen immediately rejected the idea.

"What the hell, Foggy?" Oliver said, equally exasperated.

"Why do you hate your friend so much?" Slade muttered.

"They're only up in our chili because they're looking for Matt", Foggy said.

"So you'll give him to them?" Roy asked incredulously.

"Even if it was the right thing to do", Karen said, "Matt will never agree to it."

"There's no reason to think the FBI knows anything about Matt's other life", Foggy pointed out to them, "But if we can give 'em that witness, Matt's in the clear. So we all are."

"That makes sense", Oliver said, "But what if the FBI have something on him? What will you do then?"

Foggy had no answer this time.

"I have an idea", Slade said, "If the FBI have anything on him, we will get him out."

"What?" Roy asked.

"We will break him out", Slade said.

"And Matt's a fugitive for the rest of his life?" Foggy asked.

"Better than being in a cell", Oliver said, "And if we get him out, he can stay on our Earth. He has a life there too, and no one will look for him."

"In that case", Foggy said, "I could reach out as Matt's attorney, negotiate his surrender."

"Okay", Karen said, "But I'm not ready to forgive him."

"I get it", Foggy said.

"You know", Karen said, "You shouldn't be either. I mean, he stole your identity, made you a target."

"Has Matt been a shitty friend lately?" Foggy asked rhetorically, "Without a doubt."

"Your treatment of him wasn't very good either", Oliver told them, "You treated him badly when you found out he was Daredevil. Both of you."

Foggy and Karen gave sighs of guilt on hearing that. Oliver was right when he said that.

"You're right, Oliver", Foggy said finally, "But I think the way he's treating us now, deep down, it's hurting him as much as it's hurting us."

"How do you figure?" Karen asked.

"He could have gone to any reporter, Karen", Foggy said, "But he came to you. Maybe Matt's finally coming to his senses. But even if he isn't, the way he's treating us is on him, just like the way we treated him when we found out he was Daredevil is on us. Us turning our backs would be on us too. People have bailed on Matt his whole life, and I'm not gonna be one of 'em. You do what you want, but that's not the kind of friend I wanna be."

Karen chuckled and sighed before saying, "It's like you argue for a living or something."

"Was it too much?" he asked.

"Honestly", Oliver said, "It was. And I hope you two stop treating him the way you do."

"Matt said he was staying at the place where he grew up", Karen said, "Do you know where that is?"

Dex put the tray of food on Fisk's table and said, "I don't know what strings you had to pull to get that waitress a job, but it was a waste of your time."

Fisk didn't respond and Chase just continued pacing around.

"Yeah, they train us in counterintel at Quantico", Dex said to Fisk to make him respond, "You really think I'm gonna fall for some bush-league honey trap? You got it in your head that she means something to me. But she doesn't. She doesn't mean shit to me."

Fisk or Chase still didn't respond.

Dex angrily said, "So what? You-You have me tailed for a few days, you think you know me? Think you got me dialed? You don't, all right? You don't know anything about me."

There was still no response.

Dex angrily threw the tray on the ground, "SAY SOMETHING!"

As he breathed heavily and tried to calm himself, Chase looked between him and Fisk. Fisk looked at the fallen tray and then at Dex as he inhaled before finally saying, "When I was a boy I beat my father's skull in with a hammer. I was 12 years old. Young for my age, in fact. Terribly inexperienced. I'd never been to a dance with a girl or stayed up past midnight. Never been out of the city or even taken the subway on my own. Yet there I was twelve years old standing over my father's body watching him die by my hand."

Fisk then rose up and continued, "That feeling. That moment. I sense it's something you're familiar with. You were taught to hide beneath many fictions. You fashioned yourself into something the world would tolerate. A soldier doing his patriotic duty. A sniper in the FBI. The watchful companion of a nice young woman."

"You destroyed what we had", Dex said angrily.

"Did he?" Chase asked him rhetorically.

"If it were honest and true, no one could have destroyed it", Fisk said.

"I should've let you die", Dex said as Fisk moved closer, "Stay back."

Chase put a hand on Dex's shoulder and said, "I understand how you feel. My father wanted to disown me because I was sick. When I found out, I was angry. Lost. I wanted to kill him. But someone else killed him instead. He took my revenge away. He destroyed me. So I diverted all of my anger and hate to that man. But another man thwarted me. So now all my anger and hate has been diverted to him. No one understood me. Everyone rejected me for who I was."

Fisk added, "Julie never would've understood you. And society won't either. It punishes people like you. Like the three of us."

Dex looked between the two and shook his head in denial. He then walked out of the room. Fisk watched him with interest while Chase watched him too, a smirk on his face.

Later, Dex sat in front of the cameras, but he could not shake out what they had said to him.

No one understood me.

Everyone rejected me for who I was.

Julie never would've understood you.

The real you.

She never would've understood the real you.

And society won't either.

It punishes people like you.

Like the three of us.

"Dex!"

Dex turned to look at Agent Alvarez, who was holding a tray with two cups of coffee and had a newspaper tucked under her arm.

"They're throwing you under the bus", she said as she handed him the newspaper and put down one of the coffee cups.

"I'm sorry, Dex", she said sympathetically as she walked away, "It isn't right."

Dex looked at the headline- "FBI investigates one of their own."

And his photo was there, right under the headline.

Oliver, Slade, Roy and Karen were sitting in the church when Sister Maggie passed by.

"Sister Maggie?" Karen said as the four got up.

"Can I help you lot?" Maggie asked them.

"One of the nuns said we should speak with you", Oliver said, "We're looking for Matt Murdock."

"I'm sure he swore you to secrecy", Karen said, "But uh, he came to see me this morning. Asked for my help."

"Is he here?" Roy asked.

"No, he's not", Maggie said.

"Sorry to bother you", Slade said as they prepared to walk away.

""And some bloody their fists trying to keep the Kitchen safe"", Maggie said, making Karen stop.

"I wrote that", she said.

"It was in your piece about Daredevil", Maggie said as she walked towards the four, "He's a complicated man."

"Tell me about it", Roy muttered.

Karen chuckled and agreed, "Yes, he is."

"I've read several of your articles the past few days", Maggie said, "I've been trying to find some insight."

"Did you find any?" Karen asked as she sat down, "'Cause I sure as hell didn't. Oh, I'm sorry. Wears you out, doesn't it? Saving him from himself. Yeah. I don't think I can do it anymore. I think I'm done."

"How is Matt?" Oliver asked her, "He was attacked in his home. He was injured."

"His physical condition is getting better", Maggie said, "But he seems to be resentful of some friends of his for not warning him about the attack."

Oliver's eyes now widened. He looked at Slade and Roy, who also realized what he had. Matt did not want to see them because he was angry at them for not warning him about Chase.

"Matt was a tough one when he was a kid", Maggie then told Karen, "He held the record for the most Hail Marys, five years running."

"Wow!" Roy commented.

"I wonder how many he'd have to say these days", Karen said.

"He came to us right after he lost his father. His only family", Maggie narrated to the four, "He was alone in the world. In his private darkness. Surrounded by strangers. Yet he seemed fine during the day. He'd eat with the others attend his classes, go to mass. But he was plagued by awful nightmares. He'd wake in a sweat, screaming."

Oliver sighed sadly, knowing full well what Matt would have gone through, as he himself had gone through the very same thing.

"He didn't say what they were about. He'd just call out for help", Maggie continued as she sat next to Karen, "So I'd go, and I'd hold his hand till he fell back asleep. But I have so many children under my care. Matthew wasn't the only one. His nightmares went on for months. One night, Matthew called for help and I didn't answer. I didn't go to him. He never asked us for anything again. He shut us out. Shut everyone out. Everyone in Matthew's life abandoned him. Including me."

"Don't blame yourself, Sister", Oliver assured her, feeling a little unnerved at the parallels between Matt and himself, "I'm sure you tried your best."

"Maybe, maybe not", she said, "When someone in need tries to push you away, you have to find the strength to hold on tighter."

She then got up and walked away.

"I almost pushed everyone away twice", Oliver said to the others, "I won't let Matt make the same mistake. Like Sister Maggie said, we have to find the strength to hold on tighter."

Later, Karen walked into the place which was Jasper Evans' address. She had given $80 to the young boy outside.

Everyone was asleep though.

She shook one of the men and as his eyes barely opened, she asked, "Can you point me to, uh, Jasper Evans?"

"What the hell's it to you?"

Karen turned to look at a man of average height staring at her. She knew who he was though.

"Everybody out", he said as everyone got up and started moving away, "Get out!"

Everyone ran out as Karen looked at him and said his name, "Jasper Evans!"

That moment, a man grabbed her from behind and put a knife to her throat. Gasping, she elbowed him, making him let go.

He raised his knife again but it was hit by an arrow, disarming him. They all looked up to see Oliver, dressed in his Green Arrow suit.

He jumped down and smacked the man with his bow, knocking him out. Jasper got distracted and was kicked from behind by Matt, dressed in his black suit. Matt then grabbed him and threw him to a side.

A few more thugs arrived. Roy, dressed as Arsenal, suddenly jumped down. One of the thugs tried to hit him but he dodged and hit him with his metal arm, knocking him out.

Another was grabbed by Slade, in his Deathstroke armor, and slammed into a wall. A fourth one ran at them but a woman in a red suit jumped down and punched him out.

Jasper tried to attack again but Matt slammed him into a wall and angrily slammed him down. He then punched him hard.

"Matt!" Oliver called out.

Matt was about to punch him again.

"MATT!"

Matt stopped and panted.

The woman took off her scarf, revealing herself to be Elektra.

"Matthew!" she said, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" Matt asked sarcastically, "For not being around when I was attacked?"

"I deserved that", she said, "But I'm here to make it up to you."

"How the hell did you get here?" Oliver asked her.

"I arrived here yesterday night", Elektra said, "And I've been shadowing Karen for a while."

"Wow", Karen said, "That's just-"

"So you three are here?" Matt said as he got up to face the Earth-1 trio, "To help me against Chase?"

"Look, Matt", Roy said, "I know you are pissed-"

"Why didn't you come earlier?" Matt asked, "You must have known he's out before he attacked me."

"I'm sorry, Matt", Oliver said sincerely, "Our hands were full-"

"You could've warned me at least", Matt said.

"It's my fault, Matt", Slade said regretfully, "I'm the reason-"

"You know what?" Oliver said, "You're right. There is no excuse for us not warning you or not coming to help you earlier. I admit. I screwed up. But we are here now, all three of us, and Elektra. And we will help you in taking down Chase and Fisk as well."

"Yes, Matthew", Elektra said, "We're here to help and atone for any mistakes on our part."

With a heavy sigh, Matt finally said, "You're right. I-I get it. You all screwed up. It's not like I haven't screwed up. I wasn't around when Chase tricked you into killing Malone, Oliver. So it's all in the past. Thank you, all of you, for helping me. And it's good to see you all."

"We haven't helped you, Matt", Oliver said, "Not yet. But we will. And it's good to see you too."

"We will", Elektra said too, "And like Oliver said, good to see you."

"Same here", Roy said.

"Yes. Me too", Slade said.

Matt suddenly remembered something and said, "Chase and Fisk are working together."

"What?" all five of them said simultaneously, shocked beyond measure.

"Yes", Matt said, "I went to Ryker's Island to meet the Albanians. There, the two revealed they were watching me."

"Things just got so much worse", Roy said.

"Tell me about it", Elektra muttered.

"So what should we do?" Slade asked.

"Well, for starters", Matt said as he grabbed Evans by the collar and shoved him to the couch, "It's your lucky day. I'm gonna give you a choice. Option one: I call the FBI and Wilson Fisk has you killed before you can tell 'em how you got out of prison. Option two: you tell this nice reporter the truth about what you did for Fisk and I'll let you run someplace Fisk will never find you."

"I can't", Jasper said.

"Cool", Matt said, "Option one."

"No, if I talk, Fisk kills my son!" he said, pointing to the young boy to whom Karen had paid the money. He now lay unconscious.

Jasper continued, "Look at this place. I grew up here. We had a good life before the neighborhood went down and I got myself put away. I left my son without a father. And this is what he does with his life. If I go back inside, it won't be long until he's sharin' a cell with me or worse."

"Well, if he stays out of prison, a lot of innocent people are going to die", Oliver said.

"So you can tell my paper the truth and we let you and your son run far away or you can go back to prison and I will print the story like you talked anyway", Karen said.

"You would lie and get us both killed? Evans asked.

"Your choice", Karen said.

Later, Foggy convinced Nadeem to hear what Jasper Evans had to say and told him it would prove Matt's innocence, who was ready to turn himself in.

Nadeem told that to his Hattley, who seemed shocked that Evans was not in prison but free.

Matt got ready to surrender himself and dressed in a suit, with Maggie telling him to let his friends in.

Dex's mental state was now deteriorating with the news that the FBI was throwing him under the bus. The very organization he had served so faithfully for so long.

He tried to remember everything Mercer told him but it got overlapped with things said by Julie, Fisk and Chase.

He had taken out a gun, ready to shoot himself. That moment, his phone rang.

Putting the gun away, he accepted the call.

When I was in prison, my mother passed away", Fisk said from the other end, "Among her effects was a shoebox with my name on it. A keepsake box of sorts. It was full of happy relics from my life. The gifts that I made her when I was young. The odd news clipping. And the hammer. The instrument of my father's death. I thought that she had thrown it away. But she was proud of what I had done, of who I was. She accepted me, without shame. And that's what I want for you. Someone to accept you, without shame. I do. And I've sent you a gift, an opportunity to become your true self. And if you accept this unlike everyone in your life, I will never abandon you. The decision is yours."

The call was then cut. There was a knock on the door.

On his guard, Dex walked up to the door and carefully opened it.

"A car is waiting for you, sir", Felix Manning said to him, "If you care to come with me."

Star City, Earth-1

Ricardo Diaz was sitting in his lair, looking at the tubes of Vertigo his men had produced. Suddenly, a blue portal opened and Adrian Chase walked out, dressed up in his Prometheus suit.

"Mr. Chase", Diaz said, "How's it going?"

"Very well, Mr. Diaz", Chase said, "So how much of the city is yours?"

"Half of the SCPD", Diaz said, "Even DA Arnad."

"Like I said", Chase said, "I drew Oliver Queen away from here and look where that is getting you."

"I know", Diaz said, "And that Spartan isn't doing a good job, leading them."

"Yes", Adrian said, "He didn't look like an efficient leader either. By the way, now that Oliver, Slade Wilson and Roy Harper are there too to help Matt, I need your help."

"Considering you made my work easier", Diaz said, "I will help."

"Thank you", Chase said, "But I think your friends will be needed too in this one."

"All right", Diaz said, "Anything else?"

"You found the one I asked you to look for?" Chase asked.

"I did", Diaz said.

"Contact him", Chase said, "He will be useful here."

New York, Earth-199999

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Foggy asked Matt.

"You confident the FBI Agent can be trusted?" Matt asked Foggy.

"Nadeem's a ball breaker, but he seems genuinely interested in the truth", Foggy said, "Yeah. I trust him."

"Then I'm ready", Matt said.

"If things don't go according to plan", Oliver said, "We're here for you, Matt."

"They won't be able to do anything to you", Elektra said.

"Thank you", Matt said to both.

"For the record, state your name", Karen said to Evans in front of the camera at the Bulletin with Ellison.

"My name is Jasper Evans."

"Good. Now, can you tell us how you know Wilson Fisk?" she asked.

That moment, the lights went out.

"What the hell is going on?" Evans asked in fear as he looked around with Karen and Ellison.

Matt, Oliver, Elektra, Slade, Roy and Foggy were sitting outside when all the lights went out.

The six got up and looked around.

Matt heard yelling in the distance.

"Foggy, find Karen", Matt said, "Get her out of here."

"Oh, shit", Foggy said as he ran to do what Matt said, "This is not happening."

"What is happening?" Roy asked.

"Nothing good, I guess", Oliver said.

"Why am I not surprised?" Slade muttered.

"Hey", a man said to two figures he saw walking inside the Bulletin, "You two can't be here!"

One of them suddenly hit him with a gauntlet covered hand and hit his leg with a club, sending him to the ground. The figure then snapped his neck as everyone gasped in horror. He then threw the stick at a woman and it went into her throat, killing her.

The other figure threw a shuriken and it hit a man in the throat, killing him.

The first one then hit another person with the stick on the throat hard, killing him. The other one brandished a sword and sliced the throat of another woman, killing her.

The first one grabbed a man and snapped his neck while the other one sliced a man's feet, putting him down before stabbing him in the throat.

Karen opened the door slightly and peeked outside. She was horrified to see what was going on. Two men. One of them was dressed in a black suit with a bow and arrows. He used a sword to kill people. The other one was dressed all in red. The costume was very familiar to Karen but she had no idea who this was.

She closed the door and ran inside.

"Karen? What's going on?" Ellison asked.

Karen took out her gun from her bag and aimed it at the door, waiting for the two.

The red suited one retracted his stick from the dead woman's throat.

Foggy walked inside. The two turned to him. Foggy gasped on seeing both. But he was more horrified by the red suited one.

His suit was an exact replica of Matt's red Daredevil suit. But who the hell was he?

He threw the stick at Foggy's throat. Foggy closed his eyes, preparing for the end.

But the stick never hit him. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the stick inches from his face. A hand was holding it. He turned to his side and saw Matt, dressed in his black suit. He had stopped the stick at the last moment.

Looking between him and the two killers, one of whom was the fake Daredevil, Foggy ran off into the room where Karen, Ellison and Evans were hiding.

"Who are you?" Matt asked the fake Daredevil as he circled the two killers.

With a smirk, the imposter said, "I'm Daredevil."

Prometheus threw a shuriken at Matt. But it was deflected by a green arrow.

Oliver and Roy walked up next to Matt, suits on and arrows aimed at the two killers. Slade and Elektra walked up there too, swords pointed at the two killers.

"Mr. Queen, Mr. Harper", Chase started greeting, "Mr. Wilson, Miss Natchios. Funny how you keep running into people."

"You went after my friend", Oliver said with gritted teeth.

"All because you didn't kill me", Chase said.

"A mistake I'm going to correct", Oliver said.

"You will pay for what you did, Adrian", Elektra said.

"Surrender", Slade said, "You're outnumbered."

"Are we?" Chase asked.

He suddenly took out the interdimensional extrapolator and opened a portal. Out jumped Ricardo Diaz with four figures.

One of them was a tall man with a shield. Then there was a woman with red hair and some kind of firing weapon on her wrist. Then there was a dark-skinned woman who looked very dangerous. But the last one made Oliver and Slade's jaws drop.

"Joe!" Slade said in horror.

"Hello, father", Joe said as he brandished his sword, "Long time no see."

How could I not stop it there? I personally think the fight deserves its own chapter.

I did not make a big deal out of their reunion because if you think about it, all the stuff that's going on stops them from showing how happy they actually are to see each other. But I hope it was worth it.

Please review. I always appreciate your feedback.