A/N-This is my second Nikita fanfic. This one actually came to me in a dream! Hope you enjoy.
P.S. I still don't own anything *go cries in a corner*.
Back Again
Chapter One The Beginning
(A Nikita Fanfic)
Michael's POV
She was gone. She had been gone for almost nine and a half months. I couldn't eat or sleep knowing that she wasn't here. They tried to help me but they couldn't. No one could help me but her. Now I just sit in my room all day thinking about the things I did that would make her leave in the middle of the night and never come back. They would bring me food and something to drink but I didn't want it. They have to force me to eat by saying things like "Michael if you die of starvation, she'll never be able to see you again." or "She wouldn't want you to do this. She would want you to stay alive, for her." I don't buy that crap but I would do anything to get them to leave. So I eat and drink, but not all of it. Just enough to keep me alive.
On some days, instead of sitting in my room I go out for walks. I even go to 'our spot' to see if she'll be there waiting for me. Waiting for me to pull her close to me and never let go of her.
They admitted that they were also lost without her. She was the glue that kept us together. She was the creator of all of this. If it wasn't for her Alex would still be a junky and Birkoff and I would still be in Division working for was the one that showed us the right path. She was the reason why we were together. They told me that I couldn't stay in my room thinking, I had to go and finish what we started. I didn't believe that crap either. I just wanted her back.
Sooner or later I managed to tell myself that she was gone and probably never coming back. This forced me to get back on track and finish what we started. This forced me to start going on missions again and try to take down Division.
So here I am, on this mission with Alex. We are being cornered by a group of Division agents. There was no escape. Then that's when it happened. We heard gun shots coming from behind us. We look and see that all the agents are dead. We turned around to see where the gunshots came from and we see a dark-haired woman wearing a black trench coat climb down a ladder and walk over towards us. We couldn't see who it was because it was night and she was wearing black, so we get ready to attack. Then she spoke.
"Hello Michael. Hello Alex.", she said still walking towards us.
"Who are you?", Alex asked with force.
"It's a shame you don't remember me Alex. More of a shame from you Michael."
"How do you know our names?" I asked with a low and dangerous tone.
"What do you mean? Don't you recognize me?", she said while stepping into the light of a street light.
That's when I realized whose voice it was. It was her. She was back. Alex and I stood in shock as we looked at her. Nothing about her changed. She had always thought the element of surprise was the best way.
"Nikita!"Alex and I said at the same time.
"It's nice to see you too."Nikita said with a smirk.
"I can't believe this." I said still in shock.
"Well you ,Alex we need to talk. Where's Birkoff?",she said with a serious face.
"He's back at the house. We can talk there.", Alex said.
"Great. I'll meet you guys there.",Nikita said as she walked away.
I just stood there in shock. I didn't know what to do or what to say. So I just stood there in shock with my mouth open. Alex had to hit me just to get my attention. It worked but I was still in was there in the flesh. She was back.