Warning: Nadine uses some explicit language near the end.

A dim, nightly glow from Myra's apartment hung over her head. Her thumb scrolled through text messages, brown eyes darting over every one to see if there a was a clue. Something that explained why her sister disappeared. It had been nearly a few weeks since she had heard from Nadine and that was unlike her.

Nadine and Myra talked almost every day, sometimes late at night when Myra was getting ready to go to work or early in the morning when Nadine did her nightly ice cream runs. But after Nadine told her oldest sister about what was going on between her and Sam, she was gone not too far after.

Myra choked while holding in angry tears. If Sam did anything to her sister, she would kill him in a heartbeat. No matter how Nadine felt about him.

"Little sis, where are you...?" She said, before being interrupted by a phone call. The number was private, but she knew who it was. "Hello?"

"Nadine, you have to come in, now. We have a rift in our plans." Myra held in a sigh as she wiped her face, sniffling.

"Why? What happened?"

"There was recently a temporal anomaly that caused a shift to the one nearby London. We're not sure what happened but we need you to come in. Now." The call disconnected and Myra stood, putting her hair up into a ponytail. Her mind wasn't focused on work. Nadine was gone and she needed to find out if it was time to go back home.

Nadine eyed the Templars, having a death grip on her sword. They appeared to be smug, possibly due to the fact they trapped two Assassins in a shed.

"It seems we have found a prize, brother." One of the Templars said, eyeing Nadine with hunger. The blue haired woman shifted as she was uncomfortable before raising her sword in their direction.

"Touch me and you lose your eyes." She threatened, giving the same man who gazed at her a chuckle.

"You're clearly not like your peers."

"Why are you here?" Connor narrowed his eyes. "We have no quarrel with you."

"Clearly, but you were asking for her," The tall Templar pointed at Elaine, "and asking questions."

"And she meddled in some business that she shouldn't have." The creepy Templar added. "We can't have that."

"Oh, of course not." Nadine rolled her eyes.

"We need her. And if that means killing the two of you, then fine by us." With a snap of his fingers, the templar lackeys charged at the Assassins while the important two disappeared. Nadine blocked a sword attack from behind as Connor took the ones from the front. She elbowed the attacker in the ribs before slashing him across his throat. Blood spilled on her coat but Nadine didn't bother as one approached Elaine.

The victim had her eyes up at her attackers head, lips moving which made Nadine's eyes narrow in confusion. Strong arms wrapped around her waist, flying her to the nearest wall. She grunted at the pain her right arm gave off, rolling away to avoid another attack. Nadine sliced the man's abdomen, watching him fall beside her as he held his wound.

The man who focused on Elaine was nowhere to be found, the shed being dim. Instead he was dead on the ground, Connor's tomahawk in his head. Together, the duo killed five, which didn't seem like a lot when everything calmed down.

Nadine saw that the man they previously kidnapped escaped from the scuffle, making her sigh in exhaustion. "Well, everything went from a two to an eight. I would say a ten but, things could've gotten worse. " She then pinched herself on the thigh because she didn't want to jinx anything.

Connor ignored her words as he walked up to Elaine, who was dusting herself off. "What happened?"

"I was scouting a new Templar ship that had arrived a few days ago. Found out some information but they captured me. Not for long for them to torture me as I quickly escaped with a knife I had in my boot." She flashed the small shiv for emphasis.

"Damn, you must be resourceful if you're hiding shivs in boots." Nadine kicked a nearby rock, folding her arms as she listened.

"What did you find out?" Connor asked.

"I'll explain in a more...private area." She said, brushing her black hair behind her ear as she looked around the shed. He nodded, leading her out of the shed while Nadine simply followed. For some reason, Nadine didn't care for their new "recruit". Her mind flashed back to her and the man conversating. Maybe she was seeing things.

When the adrenaline died down, Nadine could feel her entire body throb in unbearable pain. The afternoon glow fell on their heads and her body screamed for rest. Also, Connor wasn't talking to her, which was rich because all she told him was that mother nature came to play on her uterus.

Nadine scoffed, sarcastically laughing when the trio reached the horses. Connor looked back at her, "Why are you laughing?"

"Oh, for no reason at all." She rolled her eyes.

"I do not have time for this." He shook his head and looked at Elaine, "Do you mind taking Nadine's horse? She will ride with me." Nadine raised an eyebrow at him as she put her hand on her hip.

"Excuse you, I can perfectly ride a horse, thank you very much."

"You cannot. You expressed that this morning during our journey here." He said as he got on the horse, holding out his hand to pick her up.

"What if I just want to walk back, huh?" Nadine asked while Connor rolled his eyes.

"You may but it is a long trip and you are currently injured." She shifted in annoyance at how observant her boss was, glancing at Elaine who appeared to be uncomfortable at the exchange. All Nadine did was sigh and mounted the horse, her body close to Connor's strong back. She would be blushing otherwise but she huffed, casually holding his sides.

Nadine stayed silent, her eyes settled on Elaine who rode beside them, her straight, black hair flowing gently in the wind. Her green eyes matched the color of the leaves and her body was slim. Without all of the dirt and the torn clothes, she would be pretty. Plus, she seemed like a heroine that would be in a typical teen novel.

The assassin rested her head on Connor's back, her arms snaked around his waist, feeling at peace with his sharp scent. Even though she was pissed at him, he would make a great cuddle buddy. Nadine felt him tense up at her actions, quickly pulling away in embarrassment.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry I-"

"No, you are alright." He said in a calm tone. Nadine was shocked at the sudden change, going back to her previous position. She felt his muscles release some tension, getting comfortable with her touch. Nadine bit her lip to hide the smile rising from her lips.

The homestead was a sight for sore eyes as the trio arrived. Some people gazed at Elaine with curiosity, watching her as they reached the horse stables. Nadine's shoulders slumped as she was ready to close her eyes and sleep.

"I would like to speak to you when we get inside." Connor requested, getting off the horse. Nadine sighed, lazily getting off as well. The master assassin turned to Elaine, who looked worn out. "Get some rest down at the inn, we shall speak in the morning." Elaine nodded and gave him a small smile before walking away from the two.

Nadine dragged her feet, her legs sore from the day. She didn't bother to make it up the stairs as she slumped down on the steps, groaning. She heard footsteps from behind as the door closed. The air fell to an odd silence while Nadine knew Connor was looking at her and frowned.

"Yeah, yeah I know I should have communicated with you but you wouldn't have let me go on the mission if I wasn't okay." She admitted, blood rushing to her cheeks.

"I would not have let you go if you were in extreme pain. I am aware of a woman's cycle." He leaned against the banister.

"I get that...but it would still be weird to me. The only person I've discussed my period with was my sister. No boys involved." Nadine cringed, sounding like a pre-teen. Connor stood over Nadine, fingers intertwined as he was deep in thought.

"Communication is key, Nadine. Remember that." That was the first time she removed her head from the stairs to gaze up at him. She knew Connor was right and felt bad that the day went to hell. Nadine remained silent as she went to her room, mumbling a good night to Connor.

Nadine had plans to take a nice bath, wash her period cloth and snuggle in the sheets. But all she did was crash face first on her bed, staying there for the rest of the night.

Footsteps gently pressed against the dirt as Elaine snuck out. She observed her surroundings, making sure no one was watching or following her while she went out on the outskirts of the Homestead. She stopped at a tree, it's trunk twisted like a broken spine. There, Elaine waited, rocking back and forth to meet the messenger.

"So?" A calm voice from behind made Elaine smirk, "Was your mission a success?"

"Yeah." She turned with a confident hand on the hip. "I've arrived at the Homestead."

"Good. We should strike now be-" Elaine pulled out a knife, aiming it close to his throat.

"No, we're not attacking just yet. I have to gain everyone's trust if we want the plan to go accordingly."

"The plan wasn't going accordingly when that woman was with him." The messenger gripped her wrist tightly, making Elaine grunt at the small pain. "You said he would be alone."

"I didn't know he would have a new recruit in the past week!" She hissed, pulling her wrist away. The raven-haired girl rubbed her bruised wrist, looking up at her superior. "Look, I'll figure out what's up with the girl."

"But don't kill her. Layne wants her as his new...plaything." His face shriveled up in disgust, "He would appreciate her sooner instead of later."

Elaine rolled her eyes, "I'll work on it. May the Father of Understanding Guide Us."

"May the Father of Understanding Guide Us."

Nadine grinned as she washed the blood off of her midnight blue clothes. If there was a different day, she would be frustrated as she

couldn't see the blood wash away but it wasn't. The third day was the charm as she felt good. Her thighs weren't aching in pain and no cramps.

So she happily scrubbed away, feeling great about the day already. Nadine searched through her pockets, her face turning white as she felt small packets in them.

"Oh, shit..." She cursed when she found condoms. Nadine facepalmed, remembering that Sam had a kink of screwing her in their Assassin robes. Light footsteps were heard and Nadine scrambled to hide them in her pant pockets. She didn't want to explain this to anyone of why she contained condoms in her clothes. Especially Mary.

"Hello, Nadine." Elaine greeted, making the former sigh of relief.

"Oh hey." Nadine deadpanned, acting busy by doing a second wash on her clothes. In the back of her mind, she could feel Myra slap Nadine upside her head while telling her to be nice. "What are you doing here?"

"I just...wanted to greet everyone and say good morning." She sat down next to her, flashing a smile. "How are you doing today?"

"Okay..." Nadine raised an eyebrow, "You? I know you had a rough day last night. Well, we all did." She let out a forced chuckle.

"I'm okay. I had just told Connor about what I found out in the Templar ship. What I could remember anyway. My memory isn't that great at times." Elaine rubbed the nape of her neck while having a faint blush. Nadine narrowed her eyes, every bone in her body said not to trust Elaine.

"Oh, I get that." Nadine played along, "And you almost died too, so yeah." She shrugged when she went back to washing her clothes, hoping to be done with the conversation.

"I heard that Connor is making me his novice." Elaine continued, making Nadine hold back a sigh. "Looks like I'll be working with you. Both of us, learning to be an Assassin."

"I'm already an Assassin." She informed, "Been one for a while now." Nadine didn't look up to see Elaine's shocked face.

"Really? And here I thought he was training you." She laughed at her mistake.

"Haha, no." Nadine stood, finishing washing her clothes. "But I look forward to working with you." And then she was gone.

For the upcoming weeks, Nadine didn't notice the drastic change from Spring to Summer. She had been on frequent missions involving her teammates, getting to know them better. Nadine had been on a few with Connor as well, but not often.

Deborah and Nadine constantly bantered when the two were in missions while the latter also had a good time whenever she saw Stephane. He had a fiery personality but can be a bit rough around the edges. It was rare when Nadine teamed up with Clipper but was surprised when she found out that he was a little shy.

The missions were never a bore as they ranged from stealth to interrogation. After Connor and Nadine's encounter with the Templars, he kept a close eye on their ship, not knowing their purpose. None of the other Assassin's had gotten good information to understand why, which was discerning.

One day, the air was cool against her skin. She was ready to go on a trip with Connor, excited about the journey as it was going to be just them. Nadine loved spending time with the rest of her teammates but enjoyed when it was just her and Connor so she could mess with him.

Her skin turned pale when she found out about where the duo was going. There was an island not too far from the Homestead that had a nice stockpile of ammunition for the Aquila. The ship needed it after a battle that happened before Nadine arrived. But the problem was that Nadine had to get on the ship although she had a past of seasickness.

The illness occurred when she was 7 as the girl threw up everything she had for breakfast. Her parents were surprised as they were sure no one in the family had seasickness. But she had it and never been on a boat since.

Nadine stood wide-eyed when she saw the Aquila. A huge ship that contained bustling sailors getting ready to set sail. The wind blew across her face, hair getting into her eyes. Her legs shook with anxiety while her head thought of possible scenarios. Nadine was twenty-six now, she could have outgrown her seasickness. That was a thing, right?

"Are you ready?" Connor asked, striding up the dock in his Naval uniform. The way the coat flowed against the wind, his tricorne hat sitting perfectly on his head. Nadine felt blood rush up to her cheeks as the master assassin looked damn good.

"Yeah, but I...have to tell you something." She began, knowing that telling him was better than suffering in silence. Connor didn't say anything as Nadine tried to word her words correctly. "So, I had seasickness when I was 7. But I haven't been on a boat since because of paranoid parents." She joked, letting out a small smile. "It's possible that I still have the sea sickness but I don't think so."

"You may, I do not think something like that goes away just because you are older," Connor advised, although his confused face made Nadine feel unsure.

"But I'll be fine." She waved it off and started to head towards the boat. She could hear his footsteps behind her before a large hand perch on her shoulder.

"Nadine," Connor's stern tone made her have goosebumps, "if you fall ill, let me know."

"Got it." She gave him a thumbs up and the two got ready to set sail.

Nadine felt good. She watched the sails fall down and the salty, sea air smelled refreshing. The woman stood with a sense of pride as she hadn't got sick. Until the anchor rose and the wind started to push the ship. A rough back and forth caused Nadine's stomach to churn. She held it in hope that it was just because she ate something horrible. But she was wrong.

Her stomach growled in betrayal as the Aquila rocked back and forth with the waves. Connor stood at the helm, focused on getting to the destination. Sweat beaded down Nadine's face and her eyesight was getting hazy. The assassin quickly ran below the deck, finding a nearby window as she threw up into the sea.

Oh yeah, she still had seasickness.

The salty water was the only thing that kept Nadine from throwing up again, as she tried to ignore the constant rocking back and forth. Her heated face cooled down but her stomach was still kicking her ass. Connor must have seen her leave as he went below deck to find her in such a mess.

"Yeah, this girl still has seasickness." Nadine weakly chuckled, turning back to look at his concerned face. Good thing he wasn't upset because she wasn't up to going head to head with him at the moment.

"Come, you can rest in my cabin." He reached out to touch her but Nadine shook her head, leaning against the wall.

"No, that's okay. I'm perfectly fine here." She started to gag and proceeded to put her head out of the window. "I'll make a big mess if you move me somewhere else."

"Then, I shall turn us back home." He started to leave but Nadine stopped him with a sound of disagreement.

"No! Go get your ammunition, man." She clutched her stomach, "I'll be fine. Just let me know when we reached the island. I would like to be on land for a couple of minutes."

"Alright." Nadine wasn't unsure if Connor was still there, everything silent for a couple of moments. He reluctantly left, leaving her to look out at the ocean. Her lips pursed in thought as something seemed like Connor wanted to stay with her. His footsteps were unsteady and his eyes were still filled with worry.

When the Aquila reached the island, Nadine had mustered all her strength to run out and lie down on the sand. She let out a long sigh, pulling her shirt up a bit to rub her stomach. Land had never felt so good.

"Aye, your face looks like the voluptuous woman I had in my bed last night." A sailor and his buddies laughed, making Nadine roll her eyes and grin.

"Are you sure she wasn't just disappointed by how small your cock was?" She laughed as the man's buddies 'oohed' at her comeback. The sailor didn't know how to respond and walked away, his buddies teasing him at how a woman bested him.

"I see you are feeling better." Connor let out a low laugh, "It is amazing how you recover quickly."

"I'm not a hundred percent better yet." She frowned as her hair was getting covered with sand, but she didn't have the strength to get up. "Say, how long was this trip?"

"Give or take a few hours." Nadine wanted to cry. That entire ride felt like an eternity filled with pain and regret.

"Connor, just kill me now." She groaned, "My poor stomach can't take it..."

"Well, next time you know that the sea makes you sick, no matter how old you are." His eyebrow raised made Nadine feel like she was a child being scolded by a parent.

"Says the man who can do everything."

"I cannot do everything. Can I fly?"

"I don't know, can you?" She laughed while Connor shook his head. See, if only she hasn't gotten sick, there would've been more times of messing with him and watching his reactions.

"We leave in an hour." He said before leaving her in the sun and sand. Nadine groaned because she didn't want to go back on that ship again.

Sorry, I took a while with this one. I didn't feel like writing it for a bit. Hope you all enjoy!