It was a genuine punch in the gut watching Nick fall to the ground with someone standing over him as she pulled around the corner.  It was a lot more than her new supply of hormones could handle right now - and it sent her into a frenzy.  "Hell no!  I will NOT be a single mother without this kid even born yet."  She spat, as her rage pushed the throttle of her Ducati.  The jolt did nothing to her but allow her a bit of a leverage to reach back and grab her rifle from the backpack. It was cocked and readied by the time she skid to a stop and pointed it right at the suit.<br/><br/>"I'll give you one more minute to back away from him before I shoot three bullets in your skull without a single thought."  The sniper stand rested firmly on the slanted windshield of the bike she still straddled, and her target's cross-hair was placed right on his right temple.  "I've never missed my target and I am too close to start a new habit tonight." Nora warned firmly.<br/><br/>Nora wasn't sure what the man would do, but if he wanted to live, he would straighten himself and do as he was told.  The side glance she gave Nick was enough to etch the image of him in her mind as she stared through the scope at the suits pulsing temple.  She counted his pulses as she counted the black eye, busted lips,and a gash across the back of his neck from what she assumed was a pistol whip from Nick's assailant.  Sighing softly, Nora knew it was time to tell him what she had been keeping from him for the past three months.  Not right now though, because she was too busy saving his ass.