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Nikita laid in the circle of Michael’s strong arms, she could feel his body heat warming her, even through their field suits, a part of her knew that was the heat of fever that warmed her, that Michael was ill, but he didn't complain. Michael never complained. He simply bore pain and illness in stoic silence. Nikita didn't fare so well. For a time she had wept as the pain of her broken ankle and the pain of the severe headache had gotten the best of her. Of course, it didn't help that she was hungry and dehydrated, and that the air they so desperately needed to survive was running out. They were trapped in the basement of a chemical lab. Caught beneath the rubble after the C-4 charges had exploded prematurely. Michael had shielded Nikita with his body otherwise she would probably be dead. She wondered how badly he was hurt, she knew he had lost a lot of blood, but didn't bother to ask. She knew he wouldn't tell her. He had spent several hours trying to free them from the rubble. Or perhaps it had been longer. Their com units didn't work and Nikita despaired of Section sending anyone to rescue them. Simpler for them to be written off as a loss, or so she believed. Michael tried to convince her otherwise, but Nikita wouldn't be comforted. For herself she knew that Section would easily write her off. Michael was more valuable to them, but even he was expendable. Nikita had seen how Section had treated him in the past, despite his position within the hierarchy. He was acceptable collateral just as she was. "Talk to me, Nikita, don’t close your eyes" Michael beseeched, as he felt Nikita's breathing change. He didn't want her passing out on him, even though he knew she was in great pain. She had to stay awake. "I'm tired," she whispered, letting her eyes close. Michael shook her, numb to the pain that rippled through him at his movements, and the amount of blood loss he had suffered. He guessed that nearly 24 hours had passed and that they had less than two hours worth of breathable air left to sustain them. He didn't know if Section would come for them, he only knew that he regretted that Nikita would die here, in this way. For himself it didn't matter, but she didn't deserve such a fate. " don’t fall asleep, Tell me what you're thinking?" Michael beseeched, desperate to keep her with him till the end. She had given up hope, but he would cling to it for the both of them. Nikita sighed and forced her eyes open. She shifted slightly in Michael's arms and felt him flinch. "I'm sorry," she said softly, knowing that she had caused him pain. "Doesn't matter," Michael said, his lips brushing against Nikita's temple. "What are you thinking?" he asked again. "That I'm sad," Nikita replied, honestly. Michael rested his cheek on the top of her pale head. "Sad about what?" he prompted, grateful that she was talking again. She had passed out on him for a time due to her head injury. Nikita considered her words carefully. "I'm sad that there wasn't enough time for us " she replied. Then she fell silent, waiting for his response. "Time for us?" Michael repeated, uncertain of her meaning. "For you and me to be honest with each other," Nikita explained. "I should have told you how I truly feel about you before now. I should have made you listen to me." Michael closed his eyes, wishing he could block out the pain that shimmered in Nikita's voice. Pain that he had caused. "I'm listening now," he told her, for he knew that she needed to speak her heart. That she needed for him to hear how much she loved him. Nikita felt her throat tighten as tears filled her eyes. She blinked then swallowed hard, forcing down a lump so that she could speak. This was the last chance she would have to tell Michael the truth. "I think I loved you from the start," Nikita said softly. "When I woke up in that white room and saw you sitting in the chair staring at me, dressed in black. You reminded me of Lucifer, and I remember thinking that no one told me that the devil was so beautiful." Nikita paused as she felt Michael's arms tighten about her and she sensed that he was going to interject. Nikita took one of his strong hands in hers and raised his palm to her lips. She kissed the calloused skin then said, "Let me finish." Michael nodded, knowing she could feel the motion. "Go on," he told her, feeling his heart soar with love for her. "Soon after I realized that you were aptly named. Michael...the archangel." Nikita laughed softly. "You are a guardian angel, you know. Once I had learned to see past the illusion, I saw the truth. I know that you have a heart, and that you know how to love, even after the Vacek mission, you still keep your soul and heart deeply protected. that the things you said to me...all your words....they weren't all a lie." "Nikita.. I..." Michael couldn't stop himself from responding, for he suddenly realized what she was telling him. That moment in MedLab, after their escape from Red Cell, when Nikita had been sleeping and Michael had kissed her and whispered….*it wasn't all a lie*… he also realised she had really understood his half truths and mediocre lies about his feelings for her. "You heard me in medlab? You understand ?" he whispered now. It was Nikita's turn to nod. "I heard you, I understand " she confirmed. She would have said more but a fit of coughing cut her off. She felt Michael holding her as she nearly threw up. Michael stroked her hair in a soothing gesture, knowing that it was difficult for Nikita to catch her breath. "Shhhhhhh..." he whispered, and he felt her body relax as the spasm faded. "Tell me the truth now, Michael," Nikita beseeched, as she swallowed against the dryness in her throat, even after all the lies and betrayals, she loved him dearly, They had so little time left and she didn't want to die without knowing what he felt. "I love you, Nikita, since the first time I saw you, I was lost " Michael whispered, knowing that was what she wanted to hear. And it was the simple truth. He had loved her from the first day she had arrived at Section. Had loved her innocence, her genlteness, her soul her heart, even as he had admired her spirit. Michael had vowed to protect Nikita from the darkness of Section, and his dark side, refusing to allow it to suffocate her, and steal her soul. Would not allow his fate to befall upon her, yet difficult to do when he was forced to teach her to become what he was....a killer. "I love you as best as I remember how," Michael continued, his voice a hoarse whisper as his pain was increasing and his breath was decreasing, he felt hot tears fill his eyes. He let them fall because it didn't matter now. He was going to die here, he needed her to know his heart. Nikita felt them in her hair and her own rolled down her face, making tracks in the dirt that stained her skin. "Why didn't you tell me? even after the Vacek mission, why?" she challenged, feeling her heart ache at the chance they had lost to be together. To have each other to hold on to, and to give each other strength. Michael didn't answer for a time. He wanted to speak from his heart, but his heart had long since stopped beating with emotions. It was merely the vessel that kept his body alive. But he would give Nikita the truth. "You deserve someone who can love you freely, Nikita. Someone who can match the depth of your passion, and the innocence of your soul. Someone who never lies to you or betrays you, I can't do that." "Yes, you can," Nikita whispered. "You can, Michael. You haven't lost your soul, you just lost your faith in yourself. But you are capable of love. I know that, because I can feel it, I have seen it, when you were with adam, when we were in Lyon,." And she could feel it, in every breath that he took. The breath that they seemed to share. The breath that was fading fast. "Nikita..." Michael hissed her name as he felt her body slump in his arms, without warning. He pulled her closer and shook her, but she didn't respond. It was then that Michael realized his calculations had been wrong. They had almost no air left. It wouldn't be long now and the darkness he had desired for long would claim him. Death had come for him at last. Closing his eyes, Michael turned Nikita in his arms so that he could kiss her goodbye. And with his lips still on her, his world faded to black. 9 days later, medlab Nikita watched as Michael's eyes fluttered open. He had fallen asleep on her as he was prone to do, thanks to the sedatives the doctors were giving him. They knew Michael well. First chance he got, if capable, he would walk out of medlab. But he needed time to heal, to recover from his injuries. After Section had found them, and not a moment too soon, Michael had regained consciousness. On the ride back to Section he had refused treatment, sitting with Nikita and holding her in his arms. Begging her not to leave him. Or so she had been told. Once in Medlab, Michael had, again, refused treatment, pacing outside the double doors until the doctors had come to assure him that she would live. Only then, Madeline had informed NIkita, had Michael's body given out and he had collapsed. That was 9 days ago. He had suffered broken ribs, a ruptured spleen, internal bleeding, had lost a large amount of blood from the gash on his side and a concussion. To make matters worse he had developed a secondary infection and ran a high fever. But the fever was nearly gone now and he was on the road to recovery. "Hi," Nikita whispered, as Michael opened his eyes and looked at her. "Hello," he whispered back. "How long?" Nikita grinned. "About 4 hours this time. But you need the sleep. It's okay," she told him, one hand reaching out to smooth a dark curl off his forehead. "I'm not going anywhere." Michael nodded, and was relieved. "Nikita...about what I said to you..." he began, picking up where he remembered leaving off. "Don't," Nikita begged, her eyes filling with tears. "Don't make excuses, Michael. Just be glad that we've got a second chance. I know it won't be easy, but I'm not giving up on you. Understand?" "I'm glad," he replied, a smile curving his lips. Michael knew that he wouldn't be able to love Nikita openly, the way she would like. The way she deserved. But he knew that she did understand, and for that he was grateful. "I can't promise you that we'll have a future, Nikita." She stood up and leaned over to silence him with a kiss. "I don't care about the future, Michael," Nikita whispered. "I'll settle for the present. Deal?" Michael's reply was sealed with a kiss, and tears filled his eyes as he felt Nikita breath against his lips. "I love you," he whispered. "Mon Nikita. It took 3 more days for Michael to recover enough to be sent home, he was still weak and feeling a bit dizzy from the concussion but he needed to get out of medlab. He had just stepped into his office when Nikita walked in, Nikita :" Michael? What are you doing here? You were supposed to go home and rest" Michael:" I’m fine, I need to finish the reports." Nikita: "Michael, do I have to call Madeleine and tell her you did not obey her?" a soft curve of a smile on her lips. Michael a soft smile curving his lips " you really would tell her, wouldn’t you?" Nikita: " of course I would! She ordered you to go home and rest for 1 week, and here you are, 1 hour after leaving medlab, in your office," Michael:" alright, I’ll go home, but only if you accompany me " Nikita smiling " I would love to" Michael closed the door to his office and walked behind Nikita out of section, they took her car to his loft, stopping by a chinese restaurant for take out. They walked into his loft, Nikita went to the kitchen to fix the dinner while she sent Michael to change into his sweats. Michael:" this is good, thank you for dinner and getting me out of there" Nikita:" well I had to get you out of section, you need to rest, even if you feel fine, you almost died, and about dinner, you’re welcome" Michael taking her hand and kissing it, " Nikita, I……. I’m sorry for all the lies, and manipulations, I’m sorry about not confiding in you about the vacek mission, I wanted to tell you but….. " his eyes barely looking at her Nikita:" Michael, don’t, it’s alright, I understand why you had to do all those things, I’m just happy that we have a chance to spend time together" Michael: standing and going to seat on the sofa " how can you forgive what I can’t ? " Nikita joining him on the sofa " Michael, I will always forgive you as long as it was for section, not personal, I may not like it, but I love you, and that gives me the ability to forgive almost anything that you do " she takes his hands trying to convey her love for him. Michael:" that’s just it, How can you love me ? I have done nothing to earn that love " he stands and walks to the window. Nikita: " no Michael, you earned my love by protecting me, by sheltering me from the ugliness of section, you earned my love the moment you risked your life to set me free. Even before that! I have always loved you Michael. You earned my love the moment you defied operations and trained me differently than most " Michael:" how can you say that! All I have ever done is hurt you, Destroy your soul, your innocence. How can you love me? how can you love someone that has destroyed your future, your dreams? " his breath is ragged, he is trying hard to control his emotions. Nikita:" you can’t chose who to love. You know that, You have protected my soul, you tried to give me my hearts desire. You have never hurt me by choice. What ever you have done it has been for section, How can I hate you for something you were ordered to do? That you could not change?" Nikita walks to Michael, slowly stretching out her hand to touch his shoulder, his breathing is ragged, from trying to control his feelings. Nikita touching his shoulder " Michael, do you remember what you said to me in lyon? That after the explosion you thought I was dead, that you had never realized how much you needed me? well that showed me the depth of your feelings, you risked your life to give me those 6 months, and the only reason I came back was for you. To be with you. Yes you lied to me, and you betrayed my trust and love but it was not you who chose to do that, it was the only way for you to keep me alive! and you had no choice when you lied about Elena and Adam, it was a mission, you were hurting, you had just lost simone, and then I came along and spoiled your depression! I know how hard you tried to not fall in love with me, but I also know that your feelings for me ran deep even then. You have protected me and spared me the fun of dealing with operations when he is in one of his moods!" she slowly moves her hand down to his. Michael:" how can you see only the good and none of the bad? I have hurt you, I have……." His eyes full of tears he will never shed. Nikita puts her index finger to his lips " shhhhhhh ….. whatever you did, was to protect me, please let me show you how I see you, What I feel for you" Michael turns in her arms and kneels hiding his face against her stomach. His tears falling unheeded down his face. Nikita holding him against her abdomen, feeling his deep, mournful sobs, knowing that the near death experience has made Michael become more sentimental and loose control more easily. Nikita: " Michael please, let your feelings out, let me share the burden of your pain. " she is holding him tightly against her. Michael his sobbing slowing " I need you so much! You have been the only reason to survive, when I am with you I loose control, I feel exhausted, but your love has made me stronger, I feel like a teenager when I am close to you. " his face is still hidden against her abdomen. Nikita:" I’m glad that you feel this way, it means you still feel deeply, your heart has not died" she takes his face between her hands and kisses his lips gently, reverently, like she is kissing the most fragile of roses. Michael kisses her with all the pent up fear and love he has for her. Nikita has become his life line, his safety net, when he was so depressed after loosing Adam, she had become his shadow, his protector, she had spent many sleepless nights, guarding him, making sure he lived, and afterwards, when he thought he would loose her, that had snapped him out of his suicidal depression, he knew that operations would leave his Nikita to fend for herself, they had become closer, not sexually but emotionally, he depended on her to keep him alive and sane, she was his life preserver, his only link to life, without her he would have died 4 years ago. Nikita feeling him tremble, took him into the bedroom and helped him take his clothes off and lay down to sleep, it was late almost 2 am. She was about to leave when he asked her to stay, just hold him. Nikita had become his weakness but she was his unique strength as well, he could do anything if she was by his side. Nikita laid down beside Michael, holding him spoon fashion, he took her hand and put it on his heart holding her hand there, trapped, and soon she heard his breathing deepen, and his hand went limp, he had fallen asleep, * Walter was right, he would never taste or feel the sedative in his food or drink* she scooted even closer against his back, and his hand tightened unconsciously. 3 weeks later Michael has been put on desk duty for 2 weeks, and he is not a happy camper. Operations:" Madeleine is Michael ready to return to full duty? I need him and his team for the Jaslo mission" Madeleine watching a very irritated Michael kick the hell out of the poor punching bag, smiled, ** Michael had been sparing with the new trainees until she had watched Michael lose control and break one of the trainees legs, and after hearing the devastation that Michael did on the poor child, he had not just obliterated the recruits knee, but broke 3 ribs, ruptured his spleen and broke 4 fingers, she had denied him access to any recruits, only to the punching bag. And even then, he was already on his 6th. Punching bag this week** " yes paul, he is ready to return to full active duty, Also we need to talk about the 8 recruits we will be putting on advanced training, we need as many operatives on active duty as possible, after the destruction of our H.Q. and the loss of so many ops we need to regain full control of our facilities." Operations:" good call him, we will start the briefing in 2 hours. And we will talk about the recruits after the briefing." he turned towards his office effectively dismissing Madeleine. Madeleine: " Michael...Michael! MICHAEL!!!!! " Michael stopped the near destruction of the punching bag and turned, looking directly at Madeleine, "yes" Madeleine:" you are back on active duty, call your team, there is a briefing in 2 hours" she turned and walked away. Michael smiling, he went to the showers, called Nikita and the rest of his team and relaxed under the warm spray of the water. Nikita walked into section, amazed at how close it resembled the old headquarters. It was only a few miles from the original H.Q. Michael watched her from his window; She went to say hi to Birkoff, ruffling his newly grown brown locks, and gave him a sweet peck on the cheek, after that she went to talk to Walter, Who has started to feel right at home in his new quarters. She spent about 20 minutes talking to Walter and then turned and walked straight to Michael’s new office, he settled in his chair and when she knocked he stood and called for her to come in. Michael:" yes Nikita? " he kept trying to sneak a peek at her, but her hair was in her face and her eyes were flying around checking his new office out. Nikita:" well your office is the same, new furniture, but the same. I feel right at home here." she sat down on what she had considered her chair in his old office, well she was going to claim this chair as hers as well. Michael: "I’m glad you approve" he smiled just barely, and sat down to admire his new found love. Nikita:" we have a mission? what is this about?" she sat closer to his desk, and perched her chin on her hands. Michael:" yes we have a mission, I have no more Intel than that." He stood up and went to his door, waiting for Nikita to precede him as she walked by him, he took her hand and caressed it with his own, she looked at him and she could see the sparkle of his love in his eyes, right before he shuttered them and closed the door. Briefing room Michael, Nikita, Walter, Birkoff and 6 more ops sat quite uncomfortable in the new briefing room, as operations walked in from his perch and Madeleine from her new office the briefing began; Operations:" this is Andrey Poloskyn " an image of a man around 40 years old appeared on the holoscreen Operations:" he is a 4 th tier tactical analyst in "czestochowa " roughly translated " black death" a very new terrorist group that has become extremely active in Jaslo, poland; with the help of the remnants of " Vacek's team" that we had thought had been obliterated" he looks at Michael, paying close attention to how little the young man reacted to Vacek's name. Madeleine:" we have been informed that Poloskyn has gotten his hands on a very secure document that contains data on many of the worlds inteligence community, for example the partially decoded directory to section one" As everyone heard the news of the directory being out in the open, they all looked at operations, wondering how could the directory was taken and given to this new terrorist group. Operations:" as you can see we were not able to stop a transmission that glass curtain sent with one of it’s members to the black death, and now we have the dirty work of getting it back or moving again " Michael:" how was glass curtain able to send the directory out of the country? We had all their team members tagged" Madeleine:" we missed a couple, we did not have the Intel on 4 of it’s newest members " The holoscreen shows the pictures of 3 young people, 2 male and 1 female, the first male is approximately 20 years old, named Oscar Tennelson, has blonde hair, straight and long, past his shoulders, light green eyes, the second male is about 18 named, Lorenz Barrenteing, has curly black hair, and light brown eyes, the female is about 20 years old, her name is Sofia Gregoriano, is small, petite, has dark brown hair, past her waist and has dark gray eyes, the last photo is blank, only a few characteristics, written on the picture, female, petite, oriental, dark hair and eyes, approx. 28 years old, name is Sandra Chung, well trained in combat techniques. All the ops in the room watch carefully the pictures and Michael asks:" why don’t we have the last picture? Do we have any more intel on the last female?" Operations looks at Madeleine, smiling one of his extremelly cold, evil smiles and tells Michael: " no we were not able to find any more Intel on the last female, this is all we have, anything else" Nikita looks at Michael knowing by now that operations has an ace in his pocket, **he must know who this woman is and he does not want anyone knowing, why?** Michael:" it is very unusual that we would be given unfinished Intel on a group that was supposed to have disappeared weeks ago" Operations:" well if it had not been for your incompetence at not making sure glass curtain was destroyed 2 years ago, we would not have this problem now! And it is up to you and your team to fix this situation immediatelly" Madeleine:" this will be a search and destroy mission, we have 4 teams going out to search for these people, Roberts and Alvanero will go to Italy, and search for Gregoriano. Albertson and Sperroon will go to Begium after Tennelson. Zeitz and Lorrainer will be going to Jordan after Barrenteing. and Michael and Nikita will be going to Poland after miss Chung. If for any reason any of the teams does not capture it’s target they will suffer extreme punishments. We need these four people alive and back here so we can extract the Intel and get to the buyers." Michael: " what about poloskyn? Do we go after him too? " Operations: " yes Michael you and Nikita will be going after 2 targets, poloskyn, we need him to I.D. the last female and miss Chung, we need to find out if she has the Intel on her, and if so what has she done with it. Also this will be a very difficult mission on you and Nikita, it has worked good for you 2 in the past, a married couple, but with a catch, you will have to get married for real " At this Michael and Nikita look at operations and Madeleine wondering what has gotten into them to include a real marriage in this mission. Michael : ** another marriage for a mission, and with Nikita god! How will I deal with this? We have just gotten back together and now we will actually get married, But why for a mission? ** Nikita: ** my god! This will destroy Michael, It was hard enough to marry a stranger, a target, but why marry me? for real. This will be the biggest test on our relationship, How will we deal with it? For a mission god Protect us** Operations: ** this will destroy both of you, It will bring the Michael I trained back and it will obliterate the softness on Nikita. when they find out who this miss Chung is, he will loose control, he will become embitered and Nikita will try to make Michael hurt her, he will not do it, And the battle for their souls will begin and I will finally win. Sparx was a genious** Madeleine: ** this definetely will destroy Michael and Nikita, this miss Chung will become the greatest obstacle that they will ever encounter, If they succeed on surviving this mission unscathed, they will become the best team that we have and maybe George will put a safety condition on them both, I am sorry Michael, Nikita, if your relationship survives this great blow, it will mean the decision to train both of you for the posts of leaders of section** Operations: " well everyone, if we have no more questions, lets finish this, Walter will equip all the teams and see Birkoff for your pda’s, Michael, Nikita see Madeleine for your pda’s " Michael stands and looks at Nikita, she nods, and a meeting has been set, they walk out of the briefing room and go their separate ways, to the meeting place. Michael is pacing the newest of their secret hideaways, he is worried about the mission, it is too much to order them to marry for a mission! they need to talk before going through with this. Nikita is walking calmly toward their new hideaway, she is very worried about Michael’s emotional state, he has opened up so much to her since they decided to see each other again, And now it all may be destroyed because of this mission, she knows Michael is not ready for this type of mission, he might crumble under the pressure. He is extremely fragile concerning his emotions, he is just barely able to keep his walls up. She knows he is strong but he has dealt with too much pain and suffering within the last 4 years, specially after the Vacek mission. he was lost for a few weeks after the mission ended and he was unable to see Adam, It took Operations playing god, and leaking the mission Intel to Brevich so she could get grabbed and make Michael react to her loss, And it worked. He returned to his usual machine like self and went after Brevich to protect Nikita. Michael turns as Nikita is walking towards him, " she is so beautiful, her soul is so precious, how can I hurt her again? How can we play husband and wife and then after the mission just say goodbye? This is the hardest thing I have ever done** Nikita:" hello Michael, how are you doing?" she walks past him and takes a position beside him against the wall. Michael:" Nikita, we need to talk, But not here. We have to get out of section for a few hours will you come with me?" his eyes beseeching her to say yes Nikita:" of course, Michael, but are you alright?" Michael:" I will be" he takes her hand and kisses it, watching her eyes change color with the feelings she is trying hard not to show. Michael:" let’s go This way They will never know we left" They walk out through a back door, hidden from view, they walk towards a small café close to section, Birkoff has been informed that they would leave section and that as soon as they are called to page them. They take a seat at the back and holding hands they start to talk about the mission and what this will mean to them, they spend about 2 hrs. talking and just as they had made their decision, and lean in for a kiss their pagers go off. **They had decided to get married, but never get divorced, that it will be their way of staying as close to each other as possible, and that what ever this mission throws at them they will fight tooth and nail to survive it And stay together** they walk into section through the same hidden door and after a very passionate kiss they go their separate ways to the " black widows lair" the new name for Madeleine’s office among the section ops. Nikita knocks on Madeleine’s door and it swishes open, Nikita is given her first view of Madeleine’s new office, just as spartan, a desk, a few chairs, her plants,( poor things they never survive her cruel hand) and the rest of her new toys. Madeleine:" seat down Nikita, coffee? Tea?" Nikita:" no thank you Madeleine, where is Michael? " as she asks this the door opens and Michael walks in, he stands by the door holding his hands in front of him and fixes his eyesight on a point behind Madeleine’s head. Madeleine:" Michael take a seat, please" she has her mona lisa smile, the cruelest form of torture either of them have dealt with. Michael:" thank you " he takes a seat beside Nikita and waits for Madeleine to start. Madeleine:" tell me what you think about this wedding so far?" Michael visibly stiffens his stiff posture, and Nikita starts to fiddle with her hair, but a look from Michael stops that fidgeting episode. Nikita:" well Madeleine, I think we need time to adjust to the situation, we both are not ready for this kind of mission" ** yes maddy dear we need time to get the heck out of here that’s what we need** Madeleine: " I see And Michael do you feel the same way?" Michael:" Madeleine, our feelings and desires don’t count, we are here to do a mission and we will deal with the situation as it arises" Nikita looks at Michael and understands what he meant, * shut up and do as you’re told, we will deal later with this, When we are out of here* Madeleine:" very good, then I do not have to spend time trying to make both of you understand why we need you 2 to be legaly married? " They both turn and look at each other. Madeleine:" maybe what you both need is some time alone? To talk about the mission and understand what is being asked of you Here you may use my office, I have some things to do anyway" Michael and Nikita at once :"NO!" Michael:" we have discussed the mission and we do not need any more time to understand, we understand perfectly what is being asked of us " Madeleine:" well then I guess we need to go right ahead with the wedding plans" Michael :" is that all Madeleine?" standing up. Nikita is standing too. Madeleine:" NO, we have a wedding to plan, This will be YOUR wedding, And we need to discuss the scenario, family, and other niceties. Like where will it be done, what will you two wear, who will be invited, and most of all, where will be the reception." Michael:" do all of it yourself, we do not need to be involved, it’s not like it REALLY is OUR wedding" Madeleine:" but my dear. It will be YOUR wedding, And we need to go through everything. We only have 4 days to fix it, Nikita check these wedding dresses while I take Michael to get his tuxedo out of storage" Nikita looks at Michael horrified, knowing the tuxedo will be the one he used for his and Elena’s wedding. Michael:" Madeleine No, I want a new suit for this wedding. I want nothing to remind either of us of my previous mission" Michael took a peek at Nikita and saw the happiness and satisfaction in her blue eyes. He was excited that such a small gesture could make her eyes sparkle and her life so happy. Madeleine:" well Michael, it could be a little rushed" Michael:" well Madeleine, we need a new suit" Madeleine:" FINE! You will get your new suit. But listen to me this is the only thing I will yield to" Nikita and Michael walked out of Madeleine’s office 6 hours later totally exhausted with the wedding preparations, they decided to exercise together and then have dinner. 3 days later, and 12 hours before the wedding Madeleine entered the dressing room to find Michael already dressed in his new suit, which was made to show off all his attributes, The suit was black, silk and extremely well made, perfect for the man who now was modeling it for his new wife. And Nikita had already taken her wedding dress off, she was dressed in capri pants and a slip shirt, she was admiring the man inside the suit. Madeleine:" yes You were right Michael when you decided to get this new suit " Michael turned around and went into the dressing room to change out of the suit. The wedding day Walter, Birkoff, Operations, Madeleine, George, Gail, Davenport and a few of Michael’s team had gathered outside, in the park with the priest who was going to celebrate the wedding. Michael was already there, the moment arrived and Nikita walked down the flower aisle, they all looked at her, she was wearing a simple slip dress, white silk, with pearls all over the dress, she wore a coronet of pink and white roses and she looked so perfect. * Michael could not take his eyes off of her, he had seen her in the dress, but now, here it looked even more perfect and she looked even more beautiful. He was transfixed by her beauty and her innocence, his eyes started to tear, at the perfection of His wife. My god His WIFE! She would be his forever, they would always be husband and wife* Nikita had lost all sense of reality when she saw Michael * He looked like the perfect prince charming, awaiting his princess. His eyes shone with love and he could not take his eyes off of her, a soft smile covered his sensual lips, she could see tears in his eyes That was amazing! She was so happy. Even if this was for a mission, the wedding would be real and they would stay married for ever, No one could take their vows away from them. no one would ever know the secret vows that would bind them together forever. It felt like a dream!* Walter walked her down the aisle, Birkoff had become the best man, and Madeleine and Operations had become the parents of the couple, the other ops had come as the entourage, they needed friends and family at the wedding so they had become friends for them. The wedding was perfect, Michael and Nikita said their vows and then they said a special vow in secret, Together they swore to honor, love and obey, to protect, care and cherish each other, for as long as they both shall live, even in section 1 they would keep this sacred vow, made between them and god. The wedding night approached, the party was over and everyone had said their good byes and their congratulations. Finally Michael and Nikita were alone, and happy to spend 1 perfect night in each other’s arms. The wedding night Michael and Nikita spent the most perfect night of their young lives, she was dressed in a shimmering, white, lace babydoll and Michael was dressed in black silk boxers, they sat holding each other and kissing for long minutes, they could not believe that this moment had finally arrived. They were so happy, their 1 night of pure, uninterrupted love. They were now and forever the Samuelle’s. Michael took Nikita slowly, perfectly, gently, he kissed her lips, softly, with reverence, kissed her eyes, her cheeks, her nose, her whole face, her neck, drew circles around her pulse on her neck, the area where he knew she was sooooo sensitive, he slowly lowered his mouth, to take the most perfect nipple, he suckled like a baby, on her perfect breast, Nikita arched her back at his intimate loving, his hands were caressing her thighs and slowly his right hand moved up towards her inner sanctum, the place where he had made her scream his name with love and passion on that barge in Lyons. She squirmed against his fingers, she was already wet, dripping her dew on his fingers as he loved her tenderly, gently, like it should have been that night in Lyon, but that night of unrestrained passion had become their one night of reconciliation, the night when their souls spoke to each other without lies, or half truths, they had become one that night in Lyon. But here, the night was long, they had all the time in the world, so they went slow, his thumb made circles around her clit, and she was deliciously ready for his touch, she quievered with passion and love for him, he kept his slow loving of her breasts and her inner sanctum, she kept whispering his name like a prayer on her lips. " yes, Michael! Oh yessssss! God! " he could feel her coming, her inner muscles contracting and he stopped, he took her lace teddy off, he slowly moved his body, caressing her whole body with his, he showed her how ready he was for her, she took his engorged member in her hand and slowly made him hers, he trembled in her hands, his sensitivity heightened to pitch levels, she caressed him with such reverence and love, she slowly pulled his boxers off and they were naked for each other. they looked, they touched, they savored each others bodies, she turned Michael over on his back, and started to kiss him everywhere. His soft perfect mouth, his tongue dancing with hers, his hands caressing her everywhere, she kissed his eyes, his cheeks, his norman nose, his pulse on his neck, where she knew that if she made the softest sucking, she could make his heart rate soar. She slowly kissed his chest, his male nipples, puckered at her attention and she suckled like a babe, she slowly took his penis into her mouth, first the tip, she caressed his scrotum, knowing how sensitive he was there. She slid her tongue from the base to the tip, along the vein where he was soooo sensitive, took him into her mouth and he screamed her name. " Nikita! god! Oh god! Yess! MY Nikita!" she took him and his pelvis was already moving in slow motion, making her take more of him into her sweet, soft, perfect mouth, he was so close and he suddenly took her by the shoulders and pulled her towards his mouth tasting himself on her sweet lips, a wonderful taste, the combination of himself and her sweetness, he was lost. He turned Nikita on her back and slowly kissed her whole body, slowly going down toward her most delicious place, he kissed her full lower lips, and she quivered with anticipation, he slowly opened her to his hungry mouth, he sucked and kissed and licked her until she came crashing down to extasy, Screaming his name time and again " Michael! God ! yessss! Michael ! ohhh god! MICHAEL!!!!!!!!" He took her then, going deep inside her still quivering, let her come down to a lower level of extasy, and then he pumped full into her, she took him, crying his name out " MICHAEL! MY HUSBAND!" Michael was so overwhelmed with his love and passion that he pumped harder, faster. She trust her legs around him and pushed him harder, deeper into her, she needed him, she wanted to take him into herself and become one with him. They slowly became closer, they came together, Michael stiffened and pumped one last time into her screaming her name " Nikita!!!! god!!!! Yessss! MY WIFE!!!!!!" Nikita came with him, she was milking him thouroughly, she screamed his name "MICHAEL!!!! God!!! Yessss!!! MY LOVE!!!!!!" They collapsed on the bed, Michael almost passed out from the delicious passion between them. his breath almost nonexistent, he let himself lose control, for one sweet night, he let his control go, and they had loved each other so completely, they almost touched heaven. Nikita was spent, her breathing shallow, rapid, passion filled, Michael’s slowing to a normal rhythm, hers coming closer to his own, they breath mingling in the after math of their love, they kissed and held each other for hours. they fell asleep, holding each other, legs and arms intertwined, not able to see where one began and the other ended. They woke a few hours later and made love again, ther passion fulfilled they slept for many hours, until their owners called. 3 days later, Jaslo, poland Michael and Nikita walked into the quaint little hotel, they asked for their room and went up, they unpacked their guns and protective gear, kissed each other and went out the fire exit, to have a meeting with poloskyn, they had watched for 2 days. checking where poloskyn lived, where he ate, what was his schedule, they walked into the restaurant and sat at his table, poloskyn tried to stand but Nikita took her gun and put it against his crotch, " move and your future goes out the window" Michael smiled at his lovely wife. Kissing her cheek and licking his way to her ear. Michael:" we need your assistance Mr. Poloskyn, if you cooperate, my lovely wife will not pull the trigger and make your wife very unhappy. Come with us, now" Michael stood and moved to shield Nikita’s weapon from view. Nikita stood up, her gun still at poloskyn’s crotch, poloskyn was trembling so bad, he was terrified, he had heard of these 2, the killer couple, the best assasin team in the world. He had been contacted by one of their people, and was told they wanted to speak to him, poloskyn was not sure if they were going to kill him or just get his help and leave him alone. he followed them outside, the night was cold, almost freezing, they walked toward a black car, and made him get in, inside the car they tied his hands and feet together, they blindfolded him and drove for hours, they had started to make love with him in the car, while driving, he could hear their passionate encounter, they were grunting and kissing and he could feel the car going sideways, specially when the man hissed his wife’s name, the car would lurch to the side, like he had lost control. It took them a few minutes to finish, and then they stopped, They pulled him out and walked a few meters. When they made him kneel on the cold ground, and took the blindfold off, all he could see was the cliff, the long way down. Poloskyn started to pray, but was interrupted by the woman Nikita :" Mr. Poloskyn do you know who we are? We are the Sadioux’s, I am Nikita Sadioux, and this is my husband Michel Sadioux, We need your assistance to find a member of glass curtain, a woman, late 20’s, oriental, her name is Sandra Chung, where is she?" Poloskyn was entralled with this beauty, she was femenine, but strong and hard. And her husband, he was a perfect male specimen, He had never told anyone but he desired both sexes, he became in lust for these 2. They were the perfect couple. He was dark and she was light, He forgot that she held a gun to his family jewels until she slowly cocked the gun and aimed at them. Poloskyn:" wait! I will tell you, Chung is not her real name! She has changed it so many times, I don’t remember her real name, she was a prisoner of sparx, he tamed her and turned her, she was beautiful once, but sparx he hurt her, he defaced her beauty with burns and beatings. Sandra swore vengance on the people who destroyed her future, She called them section 1, She said that they destroyed her life and killed her soul. She was so passionate once sparx broke her " Michael fixed on the man’s words, a prisoner? sparx broke her? oriental? Small? God! If sparx survived, so could Simone have survived, Why did he not think of that? When sparx resurfaced he never gave a thought to what if Simone survived? Now some of this mission started to make sense. He became pale, and sweat broke out on his skin, he started to sway on his feet. Nikita noticed how pale Michael had become, How he started to sway on his feet, She watched as Michael walked up to the man, and asked him simply " was her name Simone?" Poloskyn was terrified. This dark angel knew Sandra’s real name! He knew who she was! " yes! Her name was Simone, once, she said that when she died, Simone died and sandra was born" Michael turned and walked to the car, His eyes tearing with the knowledge that section again had sent him to kill his Simone, His wife. Ohhh God His wife, Nikita! he had married Nikita what would she think? What was going through his Nikita’s mind right now? He turned and saw Nikita being grabbed by this man, her gun against her temple, her arm held back, he lost all control he screamed her name, " Nikita nooo!" Michael: " poloskyn wait Don’t, let her go. You can walk away. Here take the car keys, Just don’t hurt Nikita" Nikita was already holding her ace. She had pulled her knife from her boot as poloskyn grabbed her and she pushed it up her sleeve, she was pulling the knife slowly, poloskyn was distracted by Michael and she threw herself to the ground, the gun went off and she slumped, she was able to push the knife deep into poloskyn’s throat, but the gun going off threw him back and she was grazed by the bullet. She slumped to the ground, unconsciouss. Michael watched as Nikita pulled the knife, and stuck it into poloskyn’s throat, she pulled and he fell back, but the gun went off and he saw the bullet grace her perfect skin. He ran to her, she was unconsciouss. He took her in his arms and tried to stop the bleeding, When he had stopped the bleeding, he gently laid her on the ground and went to see if poloskyn had fallen, yes the bastard was at the bottom of the cliff, dead And his Nikita would be dead if he did not take her from here. He took Nikita in his arms and laid her on the back seat of the car, he drove to the hotel and ran to their room, he put her on the bed and went for the medbag, she was regaining consciousness and as she opened her eyes, she saw Michael over her, his face covered by dust and tears. Nikita:" Michael? What happened? Why are you crying?" and then she remembered What poloskyn had said, that Simone was alive. That the woman they were going to kill was Michael’s wife. His first wife! She pulled out of his embrace and ran to the bathroom. How could section be so cruel? How could they give them such happiness only to tear it away with this news? Michael was stunned by Nikita’s reaction, He watched her run into the bathroom and close the door. He sat on the bed and let his tears come, he was exhausted, He could not think anymore! He went to the medbag and took the sedatives, he opened the vial, and took 2 out, then he looked at the bathroom door, and taking her actions as a decisive rejection of him he took 6 more, He went to the table and poured a glass of water, he could hear her sobs, she was hurting so much, But he was hurting even more. How could section be so cruel? Why did they enjoy killing their souls so much? He had again left Simone behind! He had left her to her fate. He had loved Nikita and adored his Adam, but he had abandoned his wife. He had let her rot in that dirty, rotten evil world where sparx was the ultimate ruler! God! He had abandoned her! he could not live with the pain, the sorrow of knowing he had destroyed Simone, Elena, Adam, Nikita god! * Why can’t I have just a little happiness? Why do I have to pay always the price for being happy?* He looked at his hand and saw the solution, his way out. He took the pills and drinked them down, He almost gagged at the amount but he was enjoying all the pain he could inflict upon himself. He had killed his sister’s childhood, He had destroyed his wife, his dead son, he had destroyed his one true love his Nikita, he had destroyed his ultimate innocent his own son Adam! He had abandoned his wife to her own survival, he had killed his best friend, he had destroyed his own soul. He was damned! He took his gun out and aimed it at his chin, He was desolate. He was lost in his own pain and never heard the door open and Nikita watch him put the gun under his chin. He could not see her, he only saw the faces he had killed, the ones he had destroyed. Nikita heard Michael’s sobs, his screams to god. She got scared and opened the door, what she saw terrified her. There was Michael On the floor, his face ragged with pain, his voice screaming to god **Why! Why!** She saw his hand put his gun to his chin, And attempt to pull the trigger, she flew into his arms and kicked the gun away from him. He fell back and hit his head on the edge of the table, she saw as his eyes opened wide, and then roll into the back of his head and slump to the floor unconsciouss. She took the gun and put it in her bag, that is when she saw the sedatives, the bottle open, and 1 pill still on Michael’s hand, She knew he was lost, she had to act quickly. She counted the pills, she knew he had taken at least 6 maybe more, She took Michael into her arms and checked his vital signs, his breathing was slow, his heart beat slowing, she knew the effects of 1 pill, they put Michael to sleep in 10 minutes, if he took 6 he was dying. He would die in 5 minutes, unless she made him vomit, How long ago did he take the pills? 5 or 10 minutes? She took the pill from his hand and touched it, it was soft, but not yet dissolved, he must have taken them only a couple minutes ago, Then he started to convulse. The seizure was severe, He could not breathe through the seizure and she was afraid he would stop breathing. About 8 minutes later he went limp, his face was pale, sweating, his breathing erratic, She was terrified, she had to make him vomit but he was unconsciouss and if she made him vomit now, he could drown in his own vomit. What could she do? She remembered walter telling her that if she had to, she could use the stimulants and if he was unconsciouss she had to make him regain consciousness before she made him vomit, Or in his stupor he would die. So she pulled the stimulant out and injected him, she took the chloride capsule and broke the seal and waved it under his nose. He woke with a jerk, He almost flew out of her arms, she held him until he regained his full sense, he looked at her and smiled, she pulled him towards the bathroom and asked him how many pills did he take? Michael was dumbfounded, He didn’t remember anything of what she was saying. Nikita:" Michael Stay with me! how many sedatives did you take?" Michael:" I don’t know? What ? " he was remembering everything and his knees buckled and he fell to the floor. Nikita took his face and turned him towards the toilet, she stuck her finger down his throat and made him wretch, 2 , 3 times, he was scared, He felt so strange. His heart was slowing down his sight was becoming fuzzy, unfocused, he felt so light, but she kept sticking her finger down his throat until all the contents in his stomach had come up, and there was nothing else there. His eyelids became so heavy, he felt like he was flying. Nikita:" Michael, Michael wake up! Michael! " she slapped him, when that did not bring him around she put him in the shower and bathed him in cold water until he regained conscioussness, she started to make him walk, he was so heavy, he was putting all his weight on her, but she kept him walking, she kept asking him questions, and she kept pinching him and slapping him until he grabbed her hand and asked her " what is going on?" Nikita : " Michael!" she threw herself against him, and kissed him, she hugged him and then she pulled him to the bed and told him everything that had happened in the last 48 hours, Yes it has been 48 hours since they had talked to poloskyn. Michael:" wait Nikita, 48 hours? what happened, I feel so sick " his head hurt so much, his throat felt raw, his arms and legs felt heavy, leaden. Nikita:" Michael what do you remember? Tell me" Michael:" everything, I remember everything, Poloskyn saying Simone was the one we were after, Then watching you get shot, The drive here, When you woke up How you rejected me and ran into the bathroom How…" Nikita:" wait, Michael I never rejected you. You’re my husband, I would never reject you. I went to the bathroom because I felt terrible! All that had happened and we were forced to get married. I remembered Elena, Adam, Simone, how you reacted when you saw her that day in the compound, I felt terrible. Here we are married Finally we have our wish and then we find out that section knew that Simone was alive and they sent us to grab her, god I felt awful" she covered her face with her hands and kneeled in front of Michael. Michael his eyes full of tears, running unchecked down his face " Nikita you never rejected me? we were thinking the same thing? God! What is wrong with us? I almost killed myself and you because we were feeling the same thing? My god! Nikita forgive me" he took her in his arms and held her so tightly. He was terrified of loosing her. Nikita held onto Michael so tightly, until he fell asleep from exhaustion, she laid him down beside her on the bed and lied down beside him, her cheek on his heart. She kissed him softly and even deeply asleep he responded. It was late the next day when Michael woke up, he felt his throat so raw and then he remembered the prior day's ordeal, he tried to sit up, but he saw Nikita on his chest, sleeping, she awoke at his sudden movement and grabbed him tightly across his chest, crooning to him like a mother to her child. He took her hands and kissed them and that is when she awoke, her eyes still full of sleep, looking into his emerald, gaze, her eyes frightened, still full of love towards him, he stood and she stood with him, she took him by the arm when he lost his balance for just a second, she helped him to the bathroom and stayed with him until he had showered and gone to sit on the bed. They never said a word, they showered and together they sat on the bed, she combing her hair he closing his shirt. Nikita:" Michael Why did you want to die? Please tell me?" she had kneeled in front of him and was looking straight at him, Her blue eyes begging him to tell her, to let her in. Michael:" Nikita god! After I saw you go to the bathroom I thought you had rejected me, I felt lost! All the pain and sorrow crashed upon me. I felt dead, I saw the sedative bottle and decided to take 2 pills, just to sleep some, but then I remembered all the ugliness and death I had caused, I saw Adam, Elena, Simone, you, Rene, my sister, every one of the people I had hurt, killed and destroyed, I lost it! I went crazy! I just wanted to kill the monster that had done all those awful things. I could not even see you whe...when you came back into the room, then when I took the pills I still felt I was not suffering enough for what I had done, so I pulled my gun, I decided that I was going to make me hurt as much as I had hurt all those who I loved. I’m sorry" he put his face in his hands and sobbed, but there was one difference this time Nikita was holding him. She was crying tears of pain and love with him, he was not alone, He was not rejected, he was loved. He was adored by this perfect angel that had given him her soul to keep. She loved him And he loved her. they soon calmed down and started to make love. Their way of expressing their love, their need for each other. The way they sanctified their union, their eternal love. After they made love they slept for a few hours and when they awoke they started their journey back to becoming whole again, they talked and told each other everything, he told her of his deep hate for himself, she told him of her deep fear of the dark. There were no more lies between them. and then reality crashed into them, and they had to become Michael and Nikita again, they had to push ( MichaelandNikita) back, to finish their job, to hurt the one woman that had suffered a worst fate than even Michael had suffered. They had to find and take Simone back to section, to be interrogated by Madeleine. Michael had become quiet and somber, during their ride to where Simone lived, Nikita only held his hand, That was the only outward show of love and emotion they allowed themselves, they needed to touch, to be connected, or they would crumble. She had to be strong for him, she had to be the one to shoot Simone with the tranq, he would never be able to do it. She had decided to make him stay in the car but he had refused, he needed to protect her, if Simone had really turned than, she was dangerous, she was as good as him, but with more hate and more panic than he ever expressed, If she was cornered, he would be the only one who she accepted, unless she hated him too, But even then he was her only adversary, he was the only one who knew her secret strength, how she reacted. He had to be the one to try to control her. They arrived at the Apartment bldg. Where Simone, no sandra lived. They had to think of her as sandra, not Simone. They walked in with their guns in full view, and knocked at her apt. door, she sent bullets flying through that door. Michael pulled Nikita against him, but she felt him flinch from thr impact of at least 1 bullet, he pushed her aside and threw himself through the door, Simone froze at his sight, But recovered quickly, she was about to shoot him in the chest when Nikita shot her 3 times with the tranqs, Simone went down, she screamed for Michael to help her, but he only stood there frozen watching his dead wife loose consciousness from the tranqs embeded deep into her skin, he was frozen, watching as his 2 wives Fighting for the gun and he unfroze when he saw Simone take the gun and aim it at Nikita, he took his gun and shot his first wife, he shot her in the leg, And then he watched as her blood flowed from her. he went and stood by the door, while Nikita tried to stop the bleeding and cover the wound, He did not even realize he had been shot, he did not feel the pain of the wound to his side or the loss of blood he was experiencing. He was numb, he felt nothing, he was acting out of instinct, and he was running on pure adrenaline, they took Simone to the car and he asked Nikita to drive, she did, and a few minutes later when they arrived at the hotel, and entered the room she realized how bad he had been shot, as soon as they deposited Simone on the bed, he walked towards the window and collapsed. Nikita ran to him, he was pale, as white as marble, his skin was drenched in sweat, He was shaking from loss of blood and his breathing was ragged, he was in bad shape, she pulled Simone from the bed and tied her up in the bathroom, inside the tub. Nikita pulled Michael to the bed, took his clothes off and started to check his wounds, he had a gun shot wound to his left side, he had been grazed by a bullet on his right arm, his skin was red and flushed, he must have a fever and the entry wound was swollen, and tender. Nikita cleaned his wounds and closed them as best as she could, she made sure he was alright and she went to talk to Simone, she woke simone with a kick to the ribs. Nikita :" wake up! Wake up now! Why? Why did you try to kill your own husband?" Simone did not speak, she only looked at Nikita with hatred in her eyes. Nikita:" tell me where the directory is" Nikita had learned well from her mentors and tutors. She had watched Michael and Madeleine torture enough people to be able to learn how to get the answers she wanted fast and easy. She did not even had to break the skin, only broke a few bones and made enough pain so the victim talked in a very short time. She had learned from the best, The elite of the torture world, and she applied these techniques on her captive, on the wife of the man she loved beyond all else in this world. After a couple of hours, Simone started to talk, she told Nikita all she wanted to know and soon section was called and a team was dispatched to intercept and destroy the sellers and the buyers, the med van arrived and Michael and Simone were taken to the sub station, in poland, where Nikita was separated from her dying husband and was, made to debrief, after she finished, Nikita went to medlab and sat with Michael for days. They were transferred back to section 1 as soon as Michael was stabilized. Madeleine had told the sub station leader that they were married and that they were allowed to stay together. 5 days later medlab, section 1 Michael, Nikita and Simone arrived at section H.Q., Simone was taken to containment, Michael to med lab and Nikita went with him, she had spent 5 days watching over her husband, the man she loved beyond her life, he never moved, he never stirred, he had survived the surgery, and the 5 days of continuous poking and invasive testing, to find out why he was not responding, at last on the 5th day of her vigil he gave a sign that he was coming back. Nikita had spent the night on a cot beside the bed, she woke up and went to him, she kissed his cheek like every morning but this time he turned his face towards her, like he was seeking her lips, kissed his lips, and he responded, slowly he started to regain consciousness, he started slowly by responding to her touch or her voice, he would turn his face toward her. 4 days later Nikita had to step out for a minute, Madeleine had called her to the door and had told her that she needed to speak with her about Simone later, she would send Walter to sit with Michael. Nikita had entered the room and had felt his prescense, she turned towards the bed and saw his eyes opening, she ran to his side and took his hand, his eyelashes fluttered and then his beautiful eyes opened, he looked straight at Nikita and smiled. Michael:" Nikita? water?" Nikita gave him water and helped him sit up a little, he felt the pain in his side and his head. Michael:" I was shot? How long?" Nikita:" 9 days It took you long enough to come back to me" she kissed him and held hi, tight. Michael:" Simone? "he looked so tired and pale. Nikita:" in containment, I don’t know what is going on, I…...." she was interrupted by Madeleine. Madeleine:" Simone is in containment but we have a problem, it looks like this Simone is not the real one, she looks like her, and even talks like her, but she has different memories and also we have found out that her blood and DNA are not the same. The woman we have in containment is not Michael’s Simone, well Nikita that is what I wanted to talk to you about, So our meeting is cancelled. Michael, we have gotten the Intel on what happened to the real Simone, she took her own life, she grabbed a piece of glass that sparx had forgotten was close to her cell and she cut her veins, she died the way she lived with honor " Madeleine walked out of the room. Nikita walked toward Michael and sat beside him on the bed. She took his hand and caressed it. Michael was stunned, He was so sure it was Simone, his eyes filled with tears that he could not let fall, not here. He took Nikita’s hand and pulled her toward him, he embraced her and buried his face against her neck and there he let the tears fall, the tears of pain, and sorrow, for the woman who he had loved, the tears that he had waited 5 years to shed, the tears no one ever saw except his wife. His Nikita. he cried for his wife, for his son, for Elena, and Adam, for his sister, and Rene, he cried for all the innocents he had killed, and he cried for his innocence and soul that he had lost so long ago. he had learned to let his feelings out with Nikita, he had learned that he trusted her beyond his own knowledge, He had never realized he trusted her so much. He had given her every opportunity to hate him and she had only given him love, and compassion and friendship. She had loved him so much that she had endured pain and sorrow beyond belief, but she had forgiven him for everything he did, for all the lies and all the manipulations, she loved him enough to forgive the biggest lie of all, that of his mission wife and son. The perfect beautiful son he had loved and lost, the son she had loved like her own, And he felt the warmth of her love, the warmth that she bathed him with, her sunshine, her light, her innocent soul, brought here to be tortured and destroyed, but she had prevailed, she had shown him that he was not lost, she showed him his heart still beating and she showed him his soul, dark and suffering but still there, she gave him hope for the future and hope that his life would be more than just a time for penance, he was alive and he had Nikita, that was all he ever needed, just her smile made his day. He had relied so much on his emptiness that now he felt full, he felt his heart beating and knew it beat for her, he felt his lungs fill with air and knew it was because of her. he loved his dear wife and swore he would tell her at least 100 times a day. 5 days later, Michael’s loft Nikita:" well we really need to get a bigger place, but for now this is enough " Michael:" no, this place is full of sad memories, it is full of death, but it is where we finally realized our love, where I finally saw the light and started to walk towards it, where you came to me and protected me. this is perfect. But we need to make new memories" he kissed Nikita fully on the mouth, enjoying the freedom he now had to express his love for her, he felt happy. Nikita:" alright Mr. Samuelle, but where are we going to sleep, the living room is not the bedroom" Michael:" yes Mrs. Samuelle, I will fix that, Come I will show you" he opened a door and turned on the light, the room was illuminated by the most beautiful light, it filtered through the dark curtains that hung on the windows, the cello and the t.v. were there, a huge, bed as against one corner and Nikita went to the windows and opened the curtains, and she saw the painting, the painting Michael had done of her. and she cried, she ran to his arms and hid her face in the crook of his neck and cried for the love they had almost lost, and cried for the loves he had lost. Section one Operations:" Madeleine they have moved in together, when are we going to make them get a divorce?" Madeleine:" paul, why make them? they are better this way, They work better and they have a reason to survive. Let them be happy as long as they can" she kissed operations and they walked towards his bedroom. Birkoff had been watching how operations and Madeleine were acting, they acted like teenagers in love. He turned to walter and gave him the thumbs up, the bosses were off to spend some quality time together. Birkoff gave his babies to the care of Stephany, a new girl that had arrived just 6 months ago and was already on of his most trusted techs. He went to his apt. and decided to call Tara, she was sweet and caring, and they always had fun together. Walter closed shop for the day, and decided to enjoy a ride on his harley. He took the baby out and took the long way home. The end |
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