This story begins at the beginning of season 3 after Percy is dead but Amanda is still out there, and the gang is hunting the Dirty Thirty.

***I do not own Nikita or any characters***

Chapter One: The Surprise

The scene opens on the gang's safe house, and Nikita is sitting on the bathroom floor. Tears are streaming down her face as she stares at the little pink plus sign on the plastic stick in her hands. How could she be pregnant?! At a time like this! She didn't know what she was going to do, or how she was going to tell everyone. Suddenly, she heard a knock at the door.

"Nikita?" asked Michael as he knocked again. "Are you almost ready to go?" She quickly wiped the tears off of her face and buried the pregnancy test in the trash can.

"Yeah, um, just a minute!" she called in the most normal voice she could manage.

"Good, because Birkhoff is getting antsy waiting for us, and he's not afraid to leave us behind" teased Michael as he left.

Nikita wiped her face again and brushed out her hair. She sighed, took a deep breath, and opened the door. They made their way to Division, and the car ride was awkwardly silent the entire time. No one seemed to really notice, though. As they stepped onto the elevator, Michael pressed level 6 for Operations, and waited as they went up. When it reached Ops, Michael made his way off the elevator but stopped when he realized that Nikita hadn't moved.

"Aren't you getting off?" he asked her.

"You go ahead, I've got something to do first. I'll meet you up there" she smiled at him.

"Uh, okay" said Michael, brushing it off.

As the elevator shut in front of her, Nikita leaned against the wall and sighed. Phew, that was close, she thought, as she pressed floor 8 for Medical. How am I going to keep this from him for much longer? He'll eventually figure out that something is up. When the elevator stopped and the doors opened, she made her way off and down the hall. She looked around for an available doctor that she could trust, and saw Meghan sitting at her computer in exam room 3.

"Hey hi hello!" called Nikita as she opened the door. Meghan looked shocked to see her there, as did most people in Division these days. They were still getting used to her being their boss and not their number one target.

"Hello. What can I do for you today, Nikita?" asked Meghan.

"Well," began Nikita tentatively, "Can you keep a secret?"

Nikita told Meghan the secret of her pregnancy, and her face changed from shocked, to happy, to scared. Nikita feared that that last emotion was what most people would get stuck on once they found out. She just knew that she had to get things checked out first. It could be a false positive or something.

"So anyways," Nikita continued, "I just wanted to get things checked out, and make sure that it was actually true, you know?"

"Oh, definitely! I'll go get a sonogram machine, and we can check you out. We might even be able to hear a heartbeat!" smiled Meghan reassuringly.

She left the room and came back a few minutes later with the machine. The gel was cool on Nikita's stomach, and she felt awkward and exposed. It still didn't feel real to her. She half expected Meghan to tell her that there was nothing there, but she knew in her heart that it was, because she had been feeling like something was off for days now.

"Well, it looks like you're about six weeks along, Congrats!" said Meghan sweetly.

"Thanks" Nikita mustered.

"And there's the heartbeat," said Meghan as she moved the wand around on Nikita's stomach, "would you like to know the sex?" asked Meghan.

"Uh, sure" said Nikita.

"You're having a girl!" gushed Meghan.

"Wow," breathed Nikita. It was finally feeling real to her.

There was a little person growing inside her, and there was nothing she could do about it. Soon everyone would know, and her life would change forever. Suddenly she felt the overwhelming urge to rewind the clock and pretend like nothing ever happened. She quickly wiped her stomach off, pulled her shirt back down, and jumped up from the table.

"Is everything alright?" asked Meghan, a bit confused.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks a lot for your help. And I don't think I need to remind you that this needs to stay between us, right?" said Nikita, growing stern.

"Yes, of course," answered Meghan.

"Good," said Nikita as she turned to leave.

"Wait," called Meghan, "Here's a photo of the sonogram, you should have it."

"Thanks," said Nikita as she walked out the door.

As soon as the door swung shut behind her and she heard the elevator door close down the hall, Meghan opened a locked drawer, pulled out a burner phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey, it's me. You're never going to believe what I just found out."

"I thought I told you never to risk calling me while you're inside Division," came Amanda's cold, calculating voice from the other line.

"I know, I'm sorry," began Meghan, "But I'm using the secure phone you gave me, and besides, I think you're going to want to hear what I have to say."

"What is it?" asked Amanda impatiently.

"Check your phone," said Meghan, "I just sent you something, and as they say, a picture is worth a thousand words." She smiled wickedly, waiting for Amanda's reaction. There was silence on the other line for a minute.

"You're sure this is real?" Amanda questioned.

"Yes, I just did the sonogram myself," Meghan assured her, "Can you believe she trusted me with this?! She hasn't even told Michael or any of her inner circle yet!"

"Thank you Meghan, this is highly valuable information" said Amanda she hung up the phone.