So hello there.

I kind of had this idea in my head for a while now but never wrote it and this ending of Nikita season 3 gave me an inspiration. This is just an introduction. The next one should be more interesting.

Anywaaays, I don't own Nikita, I'm not that lucky.

Anger. That's what he felt. He was angry with himself, Nikita and Amanda. All he could think was that he should've known better. He should've known that she wouldn't let them get in the line of fire and now, it was too late. She was gone.

He had no strenght to go up and face them so he just left to the room that was supposed to be his and hers. Looking at the ring while sitting by himself, he thought about every single thing they've been through. They certanly didn't make things easy for each other. But they always worked it out and that was the only thing that mattered.

After a while he stopped thinking about them and started to think about finding her. He was positive that their chances of finding her were next to nothing but that didn't mean he won't try like hell because if anyone had any hope or skills to do so it was him. He was so deep in thought, making plans and working strategies to find her, he didn't even hear the door opening.

"Hey Mikey, you kind of disappeared…" said Birkhoff while coming in

He didn't respond to him, just lifted up his hand with her engagement ring in it.

Birkhoff stood silent looking at the piece jewelry not knowing what to say to make it better. He was aware that his friend was now deeply suffering so he just went with: "Damn, I'm sorry man."

"Yeah.", was all Michael could say.

Birkhoff put a comforting hand on his back still looking at the ring and not believing that Nikita would do this to Michael but he knew why she did it even though he found it unnecessary.

"We'll find her. She might not want our help but she's getting it anyway." Birkhoff still tried to comfort him.

They sat in silence afterwards

XXX

The road in front of her was empty, silent. The sun that was shining so bright outside but she didn't feel it at all. All around her were clouds, dark and gloomy. After she tired herself with crying, she went to find a place to stay. First idea was to go to some cheap motel somewhere godforsaken.

The luck was on her side, she found one but it was way out of the city, not that she minded it's just, she was extremely tired to drive.

After two and a half hours she finally arrived. Stopping in the driveway she remembered that she has to disguise herself just a bit so she put on a little more clothes, wore her high heel boots to seem taller and a wig that she hasn't used in a long time.

On the reception there was an old lady who greeted her warmly but with a surprised face. Obviously, people like her don't stay at these kinds of motels. Even her disguise was unnecessary because they didn't even have a TV. Everything was old; she even wrote her reservation in a book.

After paying for one night she took her stuff out of the car and went to the room.

It was still day but she decided to sleep now and work over night.

Not even bothering to change clothes she threw herself on the bed unconsciously reaching on her right side for something. Someone. She was not used to sleeping alone anymore or being alone in general. She honestly thought those days were behind her.

So she slept, dreaming of Michael. Pretending that he's right beside her, so she'll feel safer.

XXX

Little ways down the road

"I'm officially working with the U.N" announced Alex

"Great! Birkhoff and I are half way done with our assembling." Said Sonya

"Yeah we tried using what we have right now and we have nothing. Which is not a surprise by the way." commented Birkhoff.

"Don't be so negative, something will come up, if anyone can find Nikita is us." Alex assured them.

"Yeah, instead of clearing her name we are searching for her. I think that was her plan; to distract us. And she's doing all the work by herself." Ryan entered the room.

"Doesn't matter, now that I have the job we can do two things at once and besides if we find a lead, she'll probably find it too... ", Alex stopped, confused "Where's Michael?" she asked

"I sent him to buy us food. You know it's been 7 weeks, we should get some real food." Ryan answered

"Oh. It's getting pretty obvious that you are keeping him busy all the time. He's probably onto you by now." Said Birkhoff

"I'm sure he is, but he clearly doesn't mind. We all see that he is frustrated because we have no leads even though he is trying to hide it." Ryan said

"Can you blame him? I'm honestly surprised that she left him behind and I don't know them well. It has some sense to leave us, but him… I don't know." Commented Sonya

"It doesn't make sense to us but to her it's logical and I think she did it because he almost really died because of her. He won't admit it but if their roles were reversed he'd do the same to her to keep her safe. It's tragic and beautiful. "explained Alex

While they were at the house planning, Michael was getting out of his car in front of a Chinese restaurant. It was already night and he almost didn't notice that two men were following him.

He turned around to fight but just as he did, someone knocked him out.

Strong headache woke him up. He barely lifted his head only to find himself tied to a chair, tightly.

He looked around him, it wasn't any place he recognized but he figured out that it was a torture room.

Great. Just what I needed. He thought to himself.

"Hello Michael, didn't expect you'll wake up so soon." A familiar voice filled the room.

He squinted at the figure before him.

"Amanda?"

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