-Disclaimer: Besides this story, I own nothing. I do not own Nikita or it's amazing characters ( because if I did, Sean would still be alive and there would be lots of hot Salex scenes). They belong to the CW and the writers. No copyright infringement intended. Any similarity to events or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
-Rating:K as this is supposed to be a cute, sentimental story. I must warn you in advance, the ending is a cliché. And very cheesy, but I guess we all need a little bit of that right now.
-Acknowledgments: This story follows the canon storyline on the show up until Sean's death, and it goes AU from there.
-A/N: Please comment, I value feedback very much. Critiques are always welcome too, but in that case please be gentle.
-A/N(2): I still believe the world needs more Salex. And due to recent events involving a certain Navy Seal we all love, I'd say the world is in desperate need of lots of Salex.
It was true.
His eyes hadn't always been warm and kind towards her. But back then, hers hadn't been either.
When they first met, both their gazes were suspicious and slightly annoyed at each other. His deep brown eyes used to burn with irritation whenever they met her sparkling blue ones, both clouded with distrust and, to their astonishment, attraction – as they would eventually find out a little ways down the road.
'The best ones always start this way' Nikita had mocked her once, as soon as they started dating.
Though in the beginning; before their relationship became an actual relationship, that is; they were constantly at each other's throats.
But as they started working together more often she started noticing how his eyes - once cold and suspicious - started to soften, and his true personality began to show.
There was a small twinkle of sarcasm on his eyes every once in a while, and his witty comments made her smile in more than one occasion.
It was silly and unnecessary and funny, and it felt natural.
They had grown accustomed to each other's company and they started to enjoy spending so much time together, even if it was at a mission.
She couldn't quite tell at which point he started to care about her in more ways than just as his partner.
But his overprotectiveness of her and the concern on his eyes whenever he looked at her were undeniable.
Slowly, he broke through all the walls she'd built, one by one; until she couldn't deny it anymore. Or resist his charms.
It did scare her at first, when he looked at her with such loving eyes. She had never experienced that devotion before in her life and that level of love and adoration was somehow foreign to her.
To Alex, his feelings for her were almost as overwhelming as her own feelings for him.
There were indeed a few ups and downs before she was able to admit her feelings for him, and by the time they officially became a couple, those feelings only grew stronger.
By then, however, she wasn't as terrified of what she felt anymore. And every time he looked at her with those warm, caring eyes, she felt happy and safe and loved.
She loved waking up to those eyes.
.-
-Are you watching me sleep? – She questioned softly, not opening her eyes.
-No- he answered simply, and she could hear the smile in his words.
Alex felt his warm lips kissing her shoulder and a smile of her own spread on her lips. Slowly opening her eyes, she sighed contently.
Glancing side-ways to the alarm clock, however, she closed them again.
-It's too early – she half stated, half complained – even for us.
He chuckled.
-I'm a creature of habit, what can I say – his arms encircled her waist and pulled her naked body closer to his.
Her eyes fluttered open once more and Alex turned around in the cradle of his arms, fully facing him.
-Hi – he whispered, his brown eyes twinkling.
-Good morning – she leaned in to kiss him.
He smiled into her lips, his hand moving to stroke her hair back as he deepened the kiss.
He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers.
-Why you up so early?- she questioned – it's our day off.
-Navy training will do this to you – he explained, his hand still playing with her hair – but you're right, it is too early to be up on our day off. Go back to sleep and we can go out for breakfast later.
Alex pulled away from him just a bit; she didn't wanna break the contact of his warm body against hers.
-For how long did you watch me sleep? – she inquired, arching an eyebrow. The small smirk on her lips let him know she wasn't mad at him for doing it; just slightly amused.
He smiled bashfully at her.
-Not much. You looked peaceful in your sleep – he smiled and kissed her lips softly.
It amazed him that even in her sleep, she looked so beautiful. She didn't even have to try, she was just simply beautiful.
She gave him a shy smile and moved to lay her head down on his broad chest.
-My sleep wasn't always this peaceful, you know. Quite the contrary, actually – she said quietly – But I guess…having you around calms me down – she admitted.
Sean's arms tightened around her, and she nestled closer to him, nuzzling his neck.
-Hey- he said gently, and she looked up at him. Sean smiled, his chocolate brown eyes filled with love and tenderness – I love you.
And that took her breath away.
.-
She sighed heavily at the memory and her hands closed tightly around her glass.
-I don't think I'll ever forget his eyes - she gulped down her drink - those beautiful, chocolate brown eyes - she sighed again.
-You really do miss him, don't you? - The elderly man behind the counter asked sympathetically, after listening to the young girl talk about her loved one for over half an hour.
- Every single day - she gave him a sad smile, her eyes filling with tears - He was a soldier. Brave, strong and honorable. He was the best man I ever knew - a tear threatened to fall from her big blue eyes - and I never told him. I never told him just how much I loved him, not once.
-Hey there, darling - the man held her gaze - I bet he knew - he said truthfully - I can see it by the way you talk about him and I can see it in your eyes. He could see it too. He knew it, believe me.
A single tear fell down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away. Alex gulped down the rest of her drink.
-Hey slow it down, love. You'll make yourself sick- he advised gently.
She waved a hand dismissively.
-I'll be fine -she sighed.
-Yes, yes you will - he agreed - And I don't mean because of the drink.
But Alex wasn't listening. She had a faraway look on her face
-He was a hero, you know. A true hero - tears graced her eyes once more.
The elderly man smiled.
-Is that what you're gonna tell you child? - His gaze fell down to her stomach.
A smile spread on her lips and one of her hands released the cold milkshake glass and moved protectively to her five-month pregnant belly.
-Yeah - her voice softened - I'll make sure our baby is proud of its father - she gently stroked her small bump.
-I'm sure your soldier would be glad to know his child knows what an honorable man he was - he chuckled.
Alex's smile faded
-He didn't knew about the baby - she rubbed her stomach, as if to soothe both the baby and herself - he never got the chance.
The old man's smiled never faltered, though.
-He knows, darling. Wherever he is, he's watching over both of you. Our loved ones never leave us, not really.
-I like to think so - Alex gave him a small smile.
The man smiled at her again and Alex frowned; just know she realized his smile and his bright blue eyes reminded her of her father.
-Something wrong? – He asked then, slightly concerned.
Alex shook her head
-No, I'm fine - she smiled, glancing at the clock up in the wall behind him - I should go - she reached for her purse but he held his hand up to her.
-On the house - he insisted - You and the little one needed a good chocolate milkshake with extra fudge.
-Thanks - She smiled, and he knew she meant more than just for the milkshake.
Alex got her purse and headed to the door.
-Hey, darling? - he called her up before she could leave.
The young woman turned around to face him.
-I hope your baby has the same chocolate brown eyes than your soldier - he said with a smile.
Alex smiled, her hand placed instinctively over her baby bump.
-I hope so too - she admitted.
A/N(3): I warned you it was cheesy. And I'm not even sorry.
Anya is back, btw.