So, i've started 2 fanfics, i have 2.5K words for this one, 2.8K for other, i also have some drabbles... its fanfiction confusion! I don't know when i will post them, prob soon, but knowing me, i will never finish any of them. But then, maybe i will, you never know.
OK, so this is teaser for fic i so originally named 'Me+You=Us' (yes, i am bad in giving titles. And how the hell i even can give it good title when fic is not finished yet!). It starts around time when Michael saved Owen and Nikita in 'Pale Fire'. It is what i would want to happen (of course).
Without beta reader, all mistakes are mine, and yes, i know my grammar is crap but i never felt the need to learn it because English i know is all that is needed. Also, i love making point that English is not my 1st language but i speak it so good. Yes, i am a bit (too much) arrogant.
He came back. He came back to only thing he loves, only thing that makes his heart jump like crazy inside his ribcage. He came back to her.
Car ride back to Owen's apartment was awkward, at least in beginning, and filled with tension. Michael knew that Owen... knew, maybe not everything but surely that something was wrong, and that he was silently judging him. On the other hand, that 'nor here nor there' vibe Nikita was giving off , that half-distance, it was killing him. She was broken woman and she showed that in the look she gave him when she first looked him in the eye.
A FEW MINUTES AGO
Michael was scared. Scared that everything he was fighting to keep, was now slipping away. But, he put on a brave face for her, he even smiled, his lips curving slightly upwards, eyes sparkling. He senses that she wanted to do something , tell him something, anything at all, but Owen was there. Damn that guy, always there when he shouldn't be.
Nikita's hand was injured, cuffs she had on leaving angry red marks, yet she walked a few steps ahead of Michael, not wanting to ask for help. When they reached Michael's car was on of the rare moments when they were actually alone, Owen being over 30 feet away, rummaging through half-burned van now empty of Guardian.
Nikita's mind was screaming Michael's name and she just wanted to sit in the car, to be able to close her eyes and to hopefully forget everything. Or at least try. She started struggling with car door, her two broken fingers not cooperating the best. Michael, like a knight in now black armour that he was, quickly opened the door for her, entangling his fingers with her healthy ones in process. His heart soared for a few second she held on, but then she let go arubtably and crashed his world.
END OF FLASHBACK
Things are not going to be as bleak as they are in this teaser ;)I will post chapter 1 ( prob including this) soon. Review if you like the story! I am 'senior' FF writer and i know the joy of seeing and reading every single review.