Reagan watched as the fight continued. Every blow and every swipe of a sharp material made her cringe with fear. She wasn’t afraid of blood or death, just the thought that Ryan could potentially fall to the hands of the woman who abused him, used him, and then tossed their son away as if he was a misfit toy. Even the sight of Nikki made Reagan was to lash out and kill her herself. Every time Ryan had a clean shot to kill her, he would instead torture her in some way before stopping causing Nikki to regain some strength. 

She was confused as to why he would do that but decided that it was best to trust Ryan in whatever it is he was planning to do.
Instincts told her to grab her wand out of her pocket and interfere. She gripped it tightly and moved forward a little bit until Omni stopped her. She looked at him and then back at the fight. Ryan was suspended in the air as Nikki laughed and mocked him for being weak. Again, Reagan lunged forward but she was weak and Omni wouldn’t allow it. She was helpless and couldn’t do anything to help him.

“I can’t just sit here Omni. Look at him! Blood is dripping everywhere!” she said to him as she tried to fight him off but there was no use, he was much stronger than she was. She watched Ryan as blood dripped from his mouth and continued to talk to Nikki. In her mind, she begged Ryan to stop the madness and get it over with. She looked up at his family, his mother and father, sisters, brothers and back down to his son. They were all calm and watched without a stir. How could they just sit there and watch as their family member is hurt and losing to that tramp?

Her attention went back to Ryan as she waited to see the outcome of the fight. If Ryan won, then everything would be fine and they could continue working on their relationship, or whatever it was. If Nikki won, she would either kill her or die trying. She had her hand on her wand again gripping it tightly so she could be ready to go if she needed too.