Author's note: My story takes place after 1x17 but 1x18 never took place so to speak ;)
As usual I don't own anything.
I wanted to do something fresh and I came up with this idea. This is long "one shot" story but I divided it into few short chapters. There will be 3 or 4 chapters. Enjoy.
"Quiet Little Voices"
Part I : Doubt
His mind reacted automatically. He raised the gun and aimed. It took him only one second to realize it was a mistake but it was too late.
He couldn't stop the finger that was already pulling the trigger.
Bang.
24 hours earlier. Nikita's loft.
Nikita closed the drawer with such force that the walls trembled.
-"This can never work."- She took out a few clothes and threw them into the bag.
-"What?"-Michael asked confused. He was watching her fly angrily around the room collecting things randomly.
-"Us."-she stopped and explained.- "We are back at the beginning. I thought that after we killed Kasim that you would get him out of your head and would see things more clearly. I thought the only thing that was keeping you in Division was finding him and revenging your family. But now you know everything, you know what Percy did to you, and we are still in the same place. You keep putting Division before everything else. You're acting like I'm here to steal something from you. I am not your enemy Michael. When will you get that? "
Three weeks had passed since the events in the safe house in Russia. Kasim was dead, Michael had finally seen what kind of man Percy is. But things between Michael and Nikita were tense to say the least.
Michael kept her at a distance. Nikita was disappointed; she had hoped that Michael would change. But he was still so withdrawn and focused on Division.
-"What are you doing?"- Michael asked noticing that she was packing a lot of her things in a bag.
-"Leaving"- she lifted the bag with effort and placed it on the bed.
-"Where?"
-"I can't tell you that."
-"Come on, you think I'll go to Percy with that?"
-"I can't risk that."-she looked him in the eyes intently. She didn't know what to think anymore.
One day things are perfect, they are making love and seem to be a team again, and the next day he treats her like a stranger who is a danger to him.
He didn't trust her and Nikita wasn't certain if she could trust him anymore.
-"I've known about this place for a few weeks now. No strike team had appeared yet so I think I deserve a little vote of confidence."
-"I'm going to London. Owen located the next guardian. "–lying occurred to her surprisingly easy.
-"This is a bad idea."– Michael stated.
-"Why?"
-"Because a guardian is not just some random guy who you can beat up and rob. This kind of mission needs weeks of preparation and surveillance."
-"Don't forget I have one of them with me."
-"Owen is not invincible. What you're doing is reckless and dangerous."
- "Are you worried about me or are you worried that Percy might lose another box?"–she stopped packing and looked at him seriously.
-"Don't say that."
-"Whose side are you on Michael?"
-"This isn't as simple as you think!"- He started to lose his temper.
-"Yes it is. "–she objected –"You know who this son of a ** is and you are still protecting him. God, Michael you will never change."
-"I'm not protecting him. I'm protecting you."
-"You should go. I have some packing to do."
Michael surrendered. He didn't want to argue right now cause it would get them nowhere. They both were angry and needed to cool off. The best thing he could do right now was leave.
After the door slammed shut Nikita sat on the bed and buried her head in her hands.
"Damn it." –Nikita thought- "Everything is so messed up."
On the one hand they were so close to finally beating Division, and on the other hand Michael still couldn't free himself from Division's chains.
She grabbed her phone and dialed a well-known number.
-"It's me."-she stopped while the other person spoke - "I reconsidered your offer. I'm in. Meet me in 6 hours at Washington Square Park, New York."
She hung up.
Division's headquarters.
20 :14:40 left
Michael stormed into Operations.
-"Birkoff we need visual on London. I want you to hack every traffic or security camera in the city."
-"Why? What's the emergency?"
-"I have a probable lead on Owen Elliot. He's there and I want you to find him."
Washington Square Park New York
18:03:50 left.
Nikita was sitting on a bench reading the newspaper when someone joined her.
-"I see you are becoming an aware citizen." –She heard a masculine voice. Nikita looked up from the paper and eyed the man in the black hoodie.
-"You're late."–she stated.
-"I know but your call surprised me. I distinctly remember you saying it was a bad idea."
-"I changed my mind."
-"May I ask why?"
-"That shouldn't bother you Owen. Are you ready?"
-"Yes. Let's get this show started." –they both pulled on black ski masks and loaded their guns.
17:59:23 left