So this is my first fic I own nothing. The story is only for fan entertainment purposes. It's really short because I liked how it ended and wanted to end the first chapter where I did. The basis of this story is based on my latest Mikita vid on youtube "Michael & Nikita {I've Got You}". I loved the song so much I decided to use that as an inspiration for this story, which will play out in further chapters. It's not much, but enjoy and review (if possible on such little content :P) :)
Nikita awoke to find herself laying in a foreign bed and a foreign room. She was groggy and it took her a little while to fully wake up. "Where am I?" She wondered. The only thing she did know was that her body was in an agonizing amount of pain. The moment she was conscious again Michael was at her side. She didn't even notice him sitting in a chair in the corner.
"Nikita," he said concerned, "how are you feeling?"
She slightly jumped, as much as her body would allow, at the fact Michael was with her. They weren't exactly on the same side. He was still with Division and she was still fighting to bring it down. She knew he wouldn't hurt her no matter what Percy told him; Nikita had a spot in Michael's heart and she knew it. It still concerned though as to why she was in this predicament with Michael. He was in no position to lend a hand to her because he would run the risk of cancelation at Division.
"Don't worry, Nikita. I'm not here to hurt you or turn you in. I want to help you. I'm concerned about you."
"Michael, what's going on? Why am I here? Where am I? And why are you here? You shouldn't be with me."
"You're at my place. Do you remember anything?"
She struggled to think. "The last thing I remember is being in Beijing, trying to stop a division mission, but I can't remember what it was."
He could tell that she was already exhausted. "Don't worry Nikita. You're safe with me. Go to sleep."
"But Michael, why are you here?" Nikita said adamantly, her eyes half open. Typical Nikita, she never gives up.
"Because you're hurt and someone needs to take care of you. Don't worry, I'll tell you everything when you're in better shape. Now get some rest."
"But…" she started.
"Go to sleep," he stood up and walked out the door. Before he reached the door she was already drifting off.
Nikita fell asleep darkness consuming her. Before she slipped into unconsciousness again she heard a voice. "Don't worry Nikita, I've got you," and she could've sworn that it sounded exactly like Michael's voice.