"Gear up," she said, grabbing her jacket. "We don't bring him in. We shut him down."
Nikita didn’t look up. She was staring at the monitor where Alex’s face flickered. Her protege was half a world away, fighting a different kind of war in the sunlight of high-society galas, yet still drowning in the same shadows. The cycle was supposed to be broken when Percy died, but the power vacuum had only invited hungrier monsters. Nikita - Season 3
Michael walked up behind her, his footsteps heavy. They had taken over the very cage that once held them, turning Division into a sanctuary. But the irony wasn’t lost on Nikita. Every time she sent a team out to bring a rogue home, she felt the walls of the basement closing in. "Gear up," she said, grabbing her jacket