The Plan
You mostly used the alleyways and avoided the streets. Often looking over you shoulder as you sometimes thought you heard someone following you.
You hoped that you had hit Hunt hard enough to keep him out of it for a long time and hoped someone else who worked for Fisk wouldn’t find him quickly.
Finally you saw the church, you had to cross the street but a cop car was just heading down it and you pretended to look at one of the magazines by a newspaper stand until the car passed.
The dizziness was getting worse as you made your way across the street before finally reaching the doors of the church.
You were glad to see the door was open, you didn’t think you could still open a heavy door at this point.
You made your way inside, it had been years since you had set foot inside a church. Part of you feared lightning would strike you down if you did and part of you believed you deserved it.
Making your way between rows of pews you seemed to have drawn the attention of a nun as she started to walk towards you.
She stopped a bit in front of you with a worried look “Can I help you?” her voice was soft.
You putted your hand on the edge of one of the pews to balance yourself “I uhm..” you had no idea how to ask her where you could find Matt.
“You’re bleeding..” she says and took a step closer to you.
You shook your head “Someone tried to kill me. I need to talk to-”
You couldn’t finish your sentence as darkness took over and you suddenly collapsed.
The last thing you heard the nun say was “Get Matthew. Now.”
The sound of voices who seemed to be far away reached your ears, one of them stood out from the others. Matt’s voice was closer to you then the others as he was carrying you in his arms.
You felt yourself being put onto something soft and your hearing started to become more clear.
“I’ll get the med kit.” a voice said and you believed it to belong to the nun.
“We will need a load of painkillers as well. That wound’s gotta to hurt.” Matt’s voice was clear.
“What could have happened?”
You felt them touch your shoulder “The one on her shoulder is from a bullet. There’s glass in her skin as well.”
“She told me someone had tried to kill her.” the nun said.
“Did she say anything else ?” Matt’s voice was further away now.
“No, but she didn’t really get the chance. She passed out rather quickly. And by the looks of it, i’m suprised she actually managed to get here.”
“She’s a fighter.” You heard Matt say and you were slowly becoming concious again as you opened your eyes a little.
“She definitely is.” the nun said and you saw her nod to you.
Matt picked up on that and turned to you when he realised you were awake.
“I always said God would kick my ass if I stepped inside a church.” your voice was raspy as you spoke.
Matt let out a chuckle “At least she hasn’t lost her sense of humor.”
“Unlike some.” the nun said as she shot a quick look at him.
“Auwtch. Thanks for that Sister.” Matt walked over to you handing you some painkillers and a glass of water which you gladly took from him.
“I’ll need to clean that wound and stitch it up before it gets infected.” she said as she sat down beside you and looked at your shoulder.
“I would love to know the name of the person who is about to piece me back together again.”
She looked at you with a smile as you said that “My name is Sister Maggie. And I am not sure how much sarcasm this church can bear.”
“It’s been standing strong while having you here all this time, Sister.” Matt’s sarcasm clear in his voice.
She shot him a look and you smiled a little at the look she gave him.
Sister Maggie turned her attention to you “I’m going to disinfect this. And it’s going to hurt like hell.”
You raised a brow at her choice of words “ I appreciate your honesty, Sister. Go for it.”
She put some of the antibacterial cleanser on a cloth and even poured some on the wound on your shoulder directly. You tried to stay quiet as she did but you yelped as the stinging got worse for a moment.
“God-” you swallowed the word as you remembered where you were.
“I’m sorry about that, I can stitch you up now. Can you sit up?” her voice was nice.
You nod to her and Matt helped you to sit up straight. A shot of pain goes through your shoulder again as you do. You breath in deeply and exhaled through your mouth as she began to work on your shoulder.
Matt was looking at you with a pained expression “What happened, (y/n)?”
You rubbed your face “Fisk wants me dead. He send Agent Hunt to kill me, there is not a window in my house left now. I managed to knock him out and locked him in my bathroom. I took his car to get here. I did walk the last blocks here, so they wouldn’t know where I am.”
Matt seemed to think for a moment “If Fisk wants you dead it means you are a threat to his plan.”
“Looks like it. Matt, Fisk had my phone stolen from me by a waitress and replaced with another, he called me and asked if I had considered his offer. I refused to work for him and then bullets were raining inside my house.”
You yelped as Sister Maggie pulled the needle through your skin again.
“Sorry.” she quickly said and you gave her a nod telling her it’s okay.
Matt stood with his arms crossed.
“Matt.. I need to talk to someone in the FBI. I need to warn him and tell him what happened.” you couldn’t stop thinking about Dex being so close in Fisk’s surroundings.
Matt quickly shook his head and took a step towards you “(y/n) no, we don’t know how deep Fisk’s grasp is in the FBI. You told me it could be anyone. If we are lucky then Fisk doesn’t know you’re still alive. And i’d prefer to keep it that way.”
You knew he was right, there was a chance Fisk was keeping eyes on everyone in the FBI as well and if you were to meet with Dex, you didn’t want to think of him getting hurt or worse.
It didn’t help you to feel any better and you were trying not to get upset.
Matt’s senses however were always quick to notice changes in you.
He sighed “I told you about that guy, Jasper Evans, the one who shanked Fisk? He’s going to testify against Fisk at the New York Bulletin with Karen. I plan to surrender myself to the FBI after they have heard his testimonial, proving Fisk has been manipulating the FBI from the start and proving my innocence. ”
Your eyes widened as you breathed in relief.
“Everything is going to be alright, (y/n). We just have to be patient.” he put his hand on yours but you discreetly pulled your hand from under his. You didn’t want to hurt Matt’s feelings but you wished it was Dex’s hand and not Matt’s.
“I hope so. Matt..”
He cleared his throat “The plan is to tell the FBI after Evans has testified. But there is a chance there might be trouble.”
“There usually is with Fisk.” you said and Sister Maggie cut the thread as she finished stitching up your shoulder.
Matt nodded to you “I hate asking this, especially now..”
“You want me to come with you to the bulletin.”
“Yeah. Two hands are better than one. It is just in case. I’ll be on the second floor with Foggy considering i’ll be needing a lawyer.” he smiled a little at you
“I’ll cover the other floor then. And where is Karen going to be with the guy?” you ask him.
“Third floor. But (y/n)?”
You nodded as you knew he would sense that.
“If it goes south, I need you to get out of there.” Matt was serious as he said it.
“I’m not going to abandon my friends, Matt. If things go south, so do I.”
He looked to the ground as he groaned.
“You haven’t changed a bit.” he finally says with a chuckle.
“Look who’s talking Mister Tall, Dark and Glooming.”
Sister Maggie stood up “I like her.”
“Of course you do.” he said to her cheekily. “You should rest for now, (y/n).”
You gave a nod. All you really wanted was to talk to Dex, to warn him about Fisk. To keep him safe. But the only way to do that now is to stay away, you didn’t want Dex getting hurt because of you.