Just a short drabble following the episode 'One Way'
"Did you find Michael?"
Nikita paused, thinking about the events of the past few days. She dwelled on those moments where he teased her, protected her. But no matter what, she could not erase the image of the desperate look that covered Michael's face as he fought off the airport guards.
He hated her now.
"Yes. But then I lost him" she typed back. Slowly she fingered the hilt of the dagger, closing the laptop with her other hand. She picked up the weapon and clutched it to her chest, willing it to bring Michael back to her.
"I need you" she breathed out.
