Nikita | - Season 3

"Gear up," she said, grabbing her jacket. "We don't bring him in. We shut him down."

She finally turned, her eyes hard. In this new world, Nikita was no longer the assassin in the red dress. She was the Commander of a sinking ship, trying to save the people who were trained to kill her. Nikita - Season 3

"We found P9," Michael said, his voice low. "He’s in Zurich. He’s not running anymore, Nikita. He’s selling." "Gear up," she said, grabbing her jacket

The air in the Division bunker was thick with the smell of ozone and burnt copper. Nikita stood over the console, her hands stained with the grit of a mission that wasn’t supposed to happen. Outside the reinforced glass, the "Dirty Thirty"—the rogue agents she had spent months hunting—were no longer just targets. They were ghosts of a life she tried to bury. In this new world, Nikita was no longer