Hey guys! Welcome to my first Nikita fanfic. It's actually the first one I've ever posted online, so please leave me some feedback when you read it. It would mean a lot. I ship Salex big time, if you couldn't tell and after last Fridays super fluffy episode, I couldn't resist writing this. I've already got a storyline planned out in my head for this story, and I just have to find the time to write more. So read and review, and let me know what you think! c;

Chapter 1

"Have you seen Doctor Lester? I need him to-"Alex walked into the room.

"Hi." Sean awkwardly interrupted her.

"What are you doing here?" Alex said as she put her hands on her hips.

"Wow-you guys all need to work on your greeting skills..." Sean laughed.

Alex stared at him.

"Uhm...I-I'm here-I'm here to see Michael." He gestured towards the now handicapped man.

Michael looked to the ground, obviously disapproving of the answer Sean had given. For a second, Alex had a look of disappointment on her face, but quickly changed it to anger.

"Sorry to interrupt. I better go." Alex said as she stalked out of the room.

...

Alex was running on the treadmill, thinking about the day's events. Sean came walking in, and she turned her head and caught a glimpse of him. She immediately looked back forward.

"Michael looks good...considering" Sean said as he approached her.

"He's getting better." Alex replied.

Sean nodded.

"And Nikita? How's she?"

"Okay. It's been rough on her." Alex panted.

"Well, it's hard to watch someone you care about get hurt." Sean said matter-of-factly.

Alex sighed, turned off the treadmill, and stepped off.

"Yea. It is. Good thing she's tough enough to handle it. Some people would have just bailed." She said while reaching across the treadmill to grab her water.

"Is that what you think I did?"

"I think you made an ultimatum, and then headed for the hills." She retorted as she started walking away.

"An ultimatum. That's what you got out of that?" He said accusingly. "Now most people would have-"

"Most people would have what?" She spun around angrily, "left their friends when it got too tough?"

"I didn't leave anyone behind. It was the only way to get you to understand. I was thinking of you. Your safety."

"By running away from the fight."

"You're not hearing me out. I've never run from a fight in my life."

"Until you left division." Alex left the room.

...

Alex walked into medical awkwardly, staring at Sean.

"What'd the doctor say?" She said as she leaned on the wall.

Sean turned around as he was putting on his shirt, surprised to see it was her.

"Concussion." He said as he pointed to his wound. "I mean I g-I got some cuts and bruises, but I'll live."

"Good." Alex replied as she stepped forward and faced him, the only thing between them being the bed for patients.

"I'm glad you think so." He said, buttoning up his shirt. "The way that things have been going between us..I..." He shook his head slightly," I wasn't so sure."

They stared at each other for a moment, before Sean spoke.

"I wanted you to make a choice. Me or this place. That's why I left."

"How could I have made a choice when you were already gone?"

"Well you could have called."

"You could have come back."

"That's why I'm here."

Alex took a deep breath.

"Look." She sat on the bed/chair. "What you said...about what most people would do...don't ever expect that from me. Most people haven't seen their father murdered before their eyes."

Sean swear he could have seen the tears in her eyes.

"Most people aren't sold into slavery..." Sean could definitely see she was on the verge of tears now.

"I'm not most people. Never have been."

"I know...I know, and I should have known that."

"Yea, you should have." She said in a sad voice, while blinking away her tears.

"Are you angry?"

"Yes...but not at you." He looked down at her, leaned in, and kissed her.

After a few moments of passionate kissing, Alex pulled away.

"I can't do this." Sean's face was full of disappointment.

"Not here." His face lit up as she took his hands in hers and pulled him as she ran to an empty corridor, right outside a door.

She pulled him down and kissed him and opened the door. Sean stood there while she turned 360 degrees to close the door. He pulled her towards him and resumed kissing her, pushing her against the wall. She ripped his shirt off as they made their way to the small recruit bed. Sean ripped Alex's shirt open, rendering the buttons completely useless. Alex pushed him down on the bed as he pulled her undershirt up, attempting to get it off. She bent up, pulled her shirt off and was pulled down by Sean. He undid her bra, and marveled for a second at how perfect she was. They stripped each other of their remaining clothing, and kissed passionately.

...

Alex opened her eyes abruptly, unsure for a split second where she was. Then she realized she was in Division. On a recruit bed. Someone stirred behind her, and she had a mental heart attack before realizing it was Sean. He had come back, and they talked about what he did.

She was never one to stick around in the morning, but it was comfortable. She closed her eyes. Sean's arm was under her head, his other arm over her stomach, holding her close to him and keeping her from falling off the tiny recruit bed. It's been a while since she's felt this way, so light and happy.

"Mhhrrrrrp!"

She jumped.

Sean moved around for a bit, before finally saying "Good morning, beautiful."

"We should get up. Nikita will probably be frantically trying to find me."

"5 more minutes?" He said with a smile.

"Fine..."

She turned around, and faced him, staring up at his cute boyish looks. She smiled.

"What?"

"You look just like that day when you got shot, and I had to give you pain meds. Then you got all stoned."

"Oh yea...that one day we blew up Birkhoff's house and we made out in the car..."

He leaned down and kissed her.

"I could do this forever."

"Until Nikita kills us both for not telling them where we are and having her worry." She sat up on the bed and stood up, looking around at the room, scanning it for her pieces of clothing. They were thrown all over the room.

"Noooo, come back," Sean said with a puppy dog face. "It hasn't been five minutes yet."

Alex looked at her phone. It was already 11:43.

"It's 11:43...Nikita's going to kill me for missing yoga with her..."

"Ughhh" Sean groaned and stood up.

"Wow. This room is a mess. I don't remember the table being over there last night..."

"Shut up and get dressed." She smiled.

"In here?"

"What, do you want to wander around Division naked to find a bathroom with all these security cameras around?"

"Well, only if you come with me."

Alex threw a pillow at him and collected her things.

"Hey, do you want to go visit my sister and her family with me? She invited me to go, and I haven't told her if I'm going or not. It'll give us some time alone." He smiled.

"Uhm, sure. When?"

"In a couple days."

"Oh okay, I'll just let Ryan know."

...

"Hey, do you know where Nikita went? Ryan said she took a few days off." Alex heard Michael ask Birkhoff.

"Uhh...I'm not sure, I think she went somewhere with Alex, like a spa or something."

"Or maybe not." She walked into the room.

"You're supposed to be out of town with your boyfriend."

"Uhh, sorry to expose your web of lies, but his sister canceled. Her kids are sick."

"Okay let's try this again. Where's Nikita?" Michael questioned him.

"Uhh, maybe you should call her and ask her yourself. I don't wanna be in the middle of this." Birkhoff replied.

"You're up to your neck in this. Whatever this is." Michael said, as Alex typed on Birkhoff's computer.

"What is all this?" Alex questioned, and images of legs, a man without his leg, and the same man with a few other people popped up on the screen.

"What did you do?!"

"I overrode your hotkey app and restored all your hidden windows."

"The time stamps on these are wrong." Michael said as he came forward.

"No, they're not."

"They have to be. If this guy lost his leg a year ago, he can't be walking around."

"As far as we can tell, it's not a prosthetic...it's real flesh and blood...grown over carbon fiber bone."

...

Alex was on a Division plane, sitting next to Sean. With Michael somewhere else on the plane, figuring out the details of their rescue op. Nikita had been captured in Kosovo when she was trying to find Doctor Heidecker. The man, Kosta, was also after Heidecker, and works for Amanda and Ari. They were going to rescue her, so that Michael could get his hand and fiancée back. Things had been cold between the two of them since the accident, and Michael was making no effort to improve their relationship.

...

Alex opened her eyes, her body aching all over. She remembered they had been in Kosovo rescuing Doctor Heidecker and Nikita from Kosta. They had gotten out alive, but she...she was trapped by Amanda and Ari's agents. All ex-Gogol. She had been shot in the leg.

She looked around. She was on a white bed, wearing a white jumper, similar to one Percy wore when he was in that glass prison in Division...

Alex glanced around her. SHE was in a glass prison. If she was right, it would be an exact replica of the prison Percy once occupied, meaning it was impossible to get out of.

...

DUN. DUN. DUUUUUNNNN. I'll try to get a new chapter written and uploaded soon.

Over and out.

-GIR