Well, I had fun with my other Niki fan-fic, so I am going to make a longer one. It is starting from the end of "Echoes" and probably going in a completely different direction as the show ever will.

Running from Cancelation

Chapter 1: kill-chip

"Nikita, we need to talk." Michael was in her house, sitting in her chair with a big gun, possibly from her own stash. It was obvious he knew something. Nikita closed my phone, saying goodbye to Alex, avoiding the use of her name.

"Hello Michael. Come to bring me back to division? Kill me?" She looked at him, her face serious.

"Actually, Nikita. I came to tell you your mole is an inch away from getting 'cancelled.' Amanda went to Percy I recorded the conversation."

Michael pulled out a tape recorder and pressed play.

"Did you find what you were looking for?"

"No, but I found something else. We may have another Nikita on our hands. Alex's deepest wish is to get away from Division and live a normal life. With her unwillingness to kill, I don't think she's ready for agent status."

"What do you recommend?"

"Cancellation."

"I will take that into consideration."

Michael cut off the recorder.

Nikita looked at him. "Have no idea what you're talking about. Thom was the mole, and he's dead now."

Michael rolled his eyes. "Nikita, I think we both know Alex is your mole."

Nikita spun in a nervous circle. "Why didn't you kill her then? Why did you come here?"

Michael sighed. "Because, Nikita, I am honestly getting fed up with Percy and Amanda's games. I'm starting to see your point."

Nikita raised her eyebrows in surprise. Michael spoke again. "Alex has gotten extremely close to getting herself killed. They drugged her and she almost went to that hatch, the one you found. But, I caught her. In this drugged state, she also said something. She said 'Whitfield.' So, I went to Birkhoff and ran a search on Whitfield. I discovered it was an op from three years ago, one where you took out the target. Now, how would Alex know that? I asked myself. So, I dug further, and I connected some phone calls. I connected you and Alex, and I connected you to this location."

Nikita gasped inside. She ran her hand through her hair. So, division could track her and link her to Alex.

"Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone, not even Birkhoff."

"Do you know how they're planning on doing it?"

"Well, as far as I know, they're going to activate the kill-chip."

Pretending to be surprised, Nikita answered. "You mean like the one we used in an assassination? I thought the recruits just had trackers?" Nikita already knew about the kill-chips and had in fact de-activated Alex's a while ago.

"Well, Percy decided that it would be a precaution to include them with the agent trackers. He's worried about another Nikita."

"What if, for some strange reason, the kill-chip didn't work, or Alex survived? I know that was a possibility in that assassination." Nikita needed to get this information out of him to save Alex.

"Well, the chances of that are slim, but I imagine they'll bring her in and 'cancel' her the same way they 'cancel' recruits. And, if they can't bring her in, they'll hunt her down and shoot her. You should know this."

Nikita nodded. She did know this, but she wanted to hear it from Michael, finalize her plans.

Alex closed her phone. Nikita had stopped their call quite suddenly, and it made Alex a little worried. Ever since she got away from Amanda, she's been watching her back. She didn't know what she had told her or what she had figured out. All she knew was Nathan was in trouble and she needed to get away from her past.

Looking across the hall to Nathan's door, Alex didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Of course, if division was going to 'deal with him', then everything had to look ordinary. Nervously, she closed her door and walked back into her apartment.

She couldn't stop thinking about her dream when she was sedated. She knew she needed to forget her father to effectively lie, but she just couldn't forget her past after being kidnapped by Vlad. And, she definitely couldn't get rid of the mental video of her Ukrainian self killing Nathan. She knew she had probably yelled Nathan's name, whether Amanda would tell her or not.

As she got ready for bed, she noticed her head started to hurt. Assuming it was a normal headache from all that has happened recently, she fell asleep.

Percy sighed. As much as he admired skill, he hated it when this skill belonged to his enemies. Amanda had explained to him that Alex could be a second Nikita, and even worse than that, escape and somehow ran into Nikita.

He ordered her cancelation immediately. As only a select few knew, he was scared of Nikita. He didn't just hate her, he was scared of her. Amanda gave him the notes she took on what Alex said.

In her notes, nothing seemed too odd until he came to a certain word. 'Whitfield.' He knew this word. It was from an op. And, he remembered Nikita had taken out the target. How he remembered? It was because this was one of the last ops before Nikita escaped his clutches. And, it seemed mighty suspicious to him, that Alex would somehow know this word.

That's why he ordered her cancelation. He can't take risks in this business, not with his 'employees.' If Amanda recommended it, she must have a good reason.

Percy walked to the window, watching the new recruit, Cassandra, or as she preferred, Cassie. Cassie reminded him greatly of both Nikita and Alex when they arrived as recruits. But, he was certain she was completely loyal to division. However, she was Nikita's sister.

Alex woke up in the morning both by her alarm clock and the bright morning light flooding her window. She had forgotten to close the curtains last night, and now she was regretting that. When she had fallen asleep, she had a slight headache, thinking it would go away with rest. On the contrary, it seemed to have gotten worse. Having nothing to do, she called Nikita, still worried about her headache.

When Nikita answered, she told her about her headache. Though Alex couldn't see it, Nikita was very concerned. Nikita told her to come over and see something and Alex agreed.

No more than twenty minutes later, Alex hopped in her car, her headache staying steadily painful. She never had a history of migraines, so she couldn't figure out why it continued. She pulled up about two blocks from Nikita's place, parking in general parking where she could be going anywhere.

She walked to Nikita's apartment, gasping when she saw Michael there. As Alex was frozen, Nikita walked over. Alex turned to her, confusion all over her face. Nikita pushed her head back to face Michael while she looked at her neck, specifically where the tracker was implanted.

Unknown to Alex, the spot was slightly swollen and red, the signs that the kill-chip was activated. Alex, though she wouldn't die thanks to Nikita, was suffering from some headaches caused by the device. Nikita could only disable the killing function, but couldn't stop it completely.

Nikita let go of Alex and walked back over to Michael, whispering to him.

Alex was so confused. "What's going on here? Since when is Michael in on all of this?"

Michael and Nikita kept whispering, Nikita explaining something to Michael. Michael's face changed. This time, Alex could hear what he said. "Tell Her."

Nikita finally paid some attention to Alex. "Well, Alex, I think I need to tell you something. When I was an agent, they put tracker chips in the hip. But, they developed a kill-chip that would make the victim seem to be killed by a brain issue. However, starting with you, they started putting the kill-chips in with all of the agent trackers. When I was doing things after you showed me your tracker, I was disabling the kill function. It seems however, that I didn't fully get it. It won't kill you, but it most likely hurts like hell."

Alex was still completely confused, her headache not important as other questions. "I still don't understand why Michael is here."

Michael answered this time. "Well, Percy has ordered your cancelation. I finally got fed up with Percy and Amanda, and I figured out you were the real mole, not Thom. So, I came here to warn Nikita and she decided I could be of use."

"I redirected his tracker. It looks like he is at his apartment, just like yours. Ever since I saw your chip, I have been trying to figure out a way to get it out. Michael told me there was a way, but it had to be done by a real doctor. Luckily, I have a contact. He can get us a real doctor who won't ask for ID as long as we pay him. I am going to take out Michael's later today."

Alex made a disgusted face. "Well, have fun with that. Are you sure this doctor is safe?"

"Yes, Alex, I'm sure. He's a friend."

"You mean a friend like my chauffer?" Alex retorted. Nikita turned away, pain in her face. The chauffer seemed okay at the time.

"No Alex, I mean one of my good friends from before division."

Michael was standing awkwardly to the side, trying to figure out what Nikita and Alex were referring too.

Later that evening with Michael hobbling around with bandages around his hips, Nikita made some dinner in her rarely used kitchen. After dinner, Nikita stood up.

"Well, we better get going to that doctor Alex. The longer you have that chip, the more chance division will catch us and the more pain you will be in."

Well, sorry if I got a few things wrong from "Echoes." I missed twenty minutes of it. I saw the first 8 or so, then didn't get back to the TV for twenty-ish minutes. If I re-watch it and catch mistakes in the story, I will fix them then re-upload.

Tell me what you think!