Introduction:

It's been exactly a year since she had walked away and left behind the people she loves the most. It's been a year since she left the man she loves; her soul mate, the man who promised to give her a life out of the darkness. She remembers it like it was just yesterday. She, Michael and the rest of the group were standing in the middle of the floor of their new hideout. She remembers every word that escaped their mouths, every plans to clear her name, and their encouraging words of comfort. She remembers how she looked right into Michael's eyes. In his eyes she saw hope, unconditional love and at the same time fear. Fear of losing the woman he loves. "'Til death do us part, right?" he said, giving her an assuring smile. Then he hugged her, not knowing that it would be the last time he'll ever wrap around his arms around her. While the rest of them discussed their plans and options, without any of them noticing, Nikita quickly and quietly climbed the stairs. She did not say goodbye, nor turn her head to take a last look at them, because she knew that if she did, she would not be able to drag her feet out of there. She began sobbing as she ascended the stairs, then against her will, she removed the thing that meant the world to her: her engagement ring.

Chapter 1.

"Michael, have you-" Birkhoff stopped without finishing his sentence.

He sees Michael standing in his room, looking out the window and with a glass full of scotch in his hand.
Michael was so lost in his thought that he did not even hear Birkhoff's unfinished question nor him entering his room.

"Ehem! Is everything okay with you, Mikey?" Birkhoff asked.

Suddenly Michael snapped back to reality and turns his head, "Oh, hey there. Sorry, I didn't hear you come in," he said, putting on a fake smile. "What's up?"

"I think we may have a location."

Michael's eyes widened. He could barely understand what Birkoff said. "You..?" he says, rubbing his eyes with his hand, "..a location?" he asked, visibly shaken.

"MAY have a location. Don't get your hopes up too high, Mikey. We're not 100% sure yet."

He slowly turned his back from Birkhoff and slowly opened the drawer of the nightstand next to his bed. He opened the tiny box and slowly picked up the engagement ring he had given to Nikita. He sat on the edge of the bed, still holding the ring between his thumb and index finger.

"We're almost there, Birkhoff. We're too close I can feel her. "

"We will be together again soon, Nikita. Please come back to me..

FLASHBACK

It's been 3 weeks now since Michael got his new hand. And it's been a while since he and Nikita had shared an intimate moment together. Ever since he lost his hand, he has been distant and living in his own little world, pushing Nikita away. But tonight, he realized how insensitive and selfish he has been. He unlocked the backdoor of the house he shares with Nikita. He opened the door quietly and took a quick peek at the large kitchen. A kitchen so beautiful but yet, nobody ever uses. He saw Nikita standing in front of the sink. She was holding a plate on one hand, and a towel on the other. She was lost in thought, not even hearing the door open, or Michael closing in. Then, without any warning, Michael grabbed her waist from behind, pulling it closer to him with one hand, and turned her head towards his with his other hand. He looked at her deeply and pressed his lips into hers. Nikita did not even have the time to process what was happening. She just automatically returned his kiss. They kissed so passionately. Their tongues dancing and their bodies craving for each other's touch. Then Michael turned Nikita's body completely, and carried her to the dining table where they began undressing each other. Michael took a moment to stare at Nikita. "God, you are beautiful. And I've missed you..so much!," he said. Then he grabbed her hips and entered her at full length. Nikita screamed when she felt his hard penis. She grabbed his buttocks to pull him closer so he could penetrate deeper and harder. "Ahh, Mi..Michaeeel! Ahh, I'm almost there! Harder! Fasterrr!" Hearing Nikita's moans and pleads made him even more aroused. He continued thrusting harder and deeper into her. "Oh, fuck! Uhmm, ahh, Michael!" Nikita's breathing heavily and Micheal knew that she has reached her climax. He continued thrusting and within seconds, "Nikitaaaa! Fuck! You're so good! So good! Fuck!" Michael collapsed on top of Nikita. Their breathing both heavy, and they were about to doze off to sleep when Michael suddenly gathered up all his strength and scooped up Nikita. He carried her into the bedroom, where they made love over and over again that night.