The woman who severed her soul in two.

Niki was quickly getting used to the idea of being in the AA program once again. Now, two months in, and Niki had been clean and sober, and quite happy with her goals. The problem now lied in her strained relationship with one Nathan Petrelli, as well as the fact that she was nearing her forties, and wanting to have another baby. Niki had been doing her stellar best with trying to get herself pregnant, as well as finding just the right donor for her new baby. It would never be Micah, something she cried about constantly. So much so lately that her eyes were always red, and she felt she looked terrible.

Having gone to the clinic that morning though, Niki had gotten slammed with some bad news. They told her that it might be hard for her to actually conceive, with her age, and other co factors going on for her...she might not see the happy ending that she was truly looking for to happen. A baby, she felt, would make her feel whole again. Help her feel better in a confusing world where she was now all alone, and D.L. was now deceased. There had been a time when she was with Peter that she thought she had been pregnant, because she was two months late, but later found out that it was all because of intense stress that caused her menstruation to stop coming each month. With the bad news in hand, Niki found that she wanted to have a drink. She even bought the scotch, and had poured herself a glass, but then stopped mid sip and suddenly picked up the phone to call Nathan instead. May be they could hang out, and after a day of being around him things might look up. They were still running some tests, so she wasn't a 100 percent certain of being unable to have a baby, but they said that things did not look that good.

Sniffling, she picked up the phone and dialed Nathan's phone, waiting for him to pick up.