HI guys! I know that we are all sad that our beloved show has come to an end but at least they got their happy endings and they left us satisfied.

I just hope that even though Nikita ended, the fics will not stop. :)

This idea came to my mind and what better thing to do than write a nikita fic on new year's. HAPPY NEW YEAR!

And BTW I Don't own Nikita, Craig Silverstein does.

Chapter 1: Hangover

The sun is glaring through the curtains invading the privacy of the room.

Michael woke up to a pounding headache. He sat up the bed and squinted his eyes as he scanned the room he was in.

There were posters of rock bands plastered on walls and beside the lamp is a half empty bottle of tequila.

"Where the hell am I?" He asked to himself.

He checked the clock and it read 6:07 am. "

Just then, he heard a groan coming from behind him. He turned around quickly and to his surprise he saw a blonde long-haired woman who is probably in her mid-20' on the bed, naked.

He stood up like a bolt of lighting and realized that he is naked too. "What the hell have I done?" He asked himself with panic on his eyes.

Flashback

"Why are you so paranoid all the time?" Michael asked his wife annoyingly. "It seems like the woman that I married transformed into some detective that couldn't be at peace with a case, Julie was my girlfriend when we were in high school, it's not like we are still hooking up now"

"Oh yeah? Then explain the 8 missed calls and unanswered messages. Didn't you have even a spare time to check your phone to realize that I'm worried sick about you or where the hell are you." Nikita spitted back angrily

Michael sighed to calm himself. " I told you Julie and I just bumped into each other at a coffee shop and we got talking and catching up a little.

Nikita just remained silent and not convinced, she was looking everywhere but his eyes she knew that she has to stop being jealous all the time but she can't help it. It's like someone or something has taken over her system.

Michael tipped his head to the side and looked at Nikita, he gently place his hands on her cheeks and stroked them with his thumbs. 'I think we need time to cool off. I'm just going to Clive's for a drink okay?"

He kissed her forehead and went his way to Clive's

(At Clive's 9:34 pm)

Michael was nursing his scotch drink as he drank it all the way. He signaled his finger for another one. 'O boy I'm getting a little tipsy.' He thought as the bar seem to spin around.

Then he noticed a blonde woman with piercing blue eyes staring at him. He smiled at her for a second and he turned his attention back to his drink.

The woman brought herself closer to Michael and ordered for a glass of vodka. And she drank it with perfect poise and seductive gestures.

"Do you like what you're seeing handsome?" The woman asked him sweetly.

By that time Michael was pretty drunk. "Whazz? Who are yous?"

"Do you want to crash at my place for awhile?" The mystery woman asked him seductively.

Michael slurred his words and started passing out. "Okay then." said the blond woman as she helped him up her apartment.

She lay him down on her bed she saw a silver band hugging his ring finger. "Ah so you are married, I thought so." He gave him an evil smile and started undressing him and kissing him. "This should be good." She whispered to himself.

(End of Flashback)

He quickly grabbed all his clothes and shoes and went straight to the next room. He stopped beside the couch and he put on his boxers, shoes and pants.

"Well hello there."

He turned around and saw the woman who he had a one night stand with. She is staring at him with seductive eyes. "Where do you think you're going?" She asked him as she licked her lips.

Michael sighed heavily and rubbed his temples in circles. "Look whatever happened last night, it meant nothing okay?" His heart is beating wildly. "I have a wife, see." He informed her as he showed her his ring finger, but there was no ring there. He brought his hand closer to his eyes and stared at it then he lifted his eyes up to her.

"Where the hell did you put my wedding ring?" He asked angrily.

The blonde woman just grinned and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't really know, I mean maybe it got lost somewhere when we were screwing on my bed."

Michael's eyes burned with fury and walked closer while pointing his finger on her. "Give me back my ring you bitch!"

The blonde woman's blue eyes darkened and she smirked. "Well if you really want it so much, I'll give it to you."

Michael sighed, relieved. "Please."

"But it comes with a price." The woman said with playful eyes.

Michael stared at her in disbelief and pressed his lips to a thin line. "How much?"

The woman grinned. "1,000 bucks."

Michael closed his eyes. Think of your wife. He thought to himself.

He opened his eyes and reached for his wallet. "Here,$1,000." He reluctantly gave the money to the woman. "Now give me my ring."

The woman smiled and took the money then she walked back into the bedroom.

Michael began to button his shirt and fix himself up. The woman came back to the living room and gave him the ring. "Here it is. Not a speck of dirt on it."

Michael took it from her and placed it on his ring finger.

He took one last look with her and went for the door. Without looking back he opened it and went straight out as the cold air and noise of New York welcomed him.

"Taxi!" He yelled and soon enough a cab stopped in front of him. He got on it and took a seat. "West Village please."

The taxi stopped in front of an apartment building. Michael took some money from his wallet and gave it to the driver.

"Keep the change." He said as he hurried to get inside.

He went inside the elevator and went to the 3rd floor. Michael rested himself on the elevator and closed his eyes as he listened to the relaxing sound of the music.

'This is gonna hurt her so much, I don't think she'll ever forgive me.'

He heard a soft 'ding' sound signalling that the elevator has come to its stop. He opened his eyes and stepped out of the elevator. He walked briskly through the quiet hallway as he searched for apartment no. 18.

When he finally got there he fished his keys in his pockets and used it to unlock the door as he slowly opened it hoping not to wake up his wife.

He tiptoed to the kitchen and got himself a glass of water and some aspirin, after the car ride home he still has that killer hangover. He swallowed the aspirin with ease as he drank water.

Then he went to their bedroom and he slowly opened their door as to not wake up his wife.. When he saw her his breath was taken away because of the sight of his wife's angelic face. 'She looks so peaceful, I don't deserve her.' He thought as guilt washed over his body 'This would hurt her so much, I didn't mean to betray her, she doesn't deserve any of this.' Michael's thoughts were running wild as he felt tears threatening to spill down his cheeks. 'Maybe she will even leave me.' With that thought he went out of the room and covered his mouth with his huge hands and gut wrenching sobs went out of his mouth.

"I can't tell her, I love her too much to hurt her like that. I just have to forget it." He said to himself as sobs took over his body

Okay! That's it for now. I hope you guys like this story and you are free to review or suggest anything that will make this story more interesting.