loosely based on the events of S02E03. This is also the first chapter, so review it and let me know and if i get enough reviews i'll continue with the story. this is also my first ever fanfiction. DISCLAIMER I do not own Nikita or any of the characters.
A day without you.
As Nikita rushed towards the safe house, she hoped against hope that she would make it. 'If only Amanda hadn't attacked him, not him the one person in this world I would give up my life for', she thought, . 'I would make it, I HAD to reach him before the missile hit'. she was there, she couldn't believe it but she had made it, but just then, right before her eyes the safe house went up in flames, the missile had hit and she could do nothing about it, she could do nothing to save him. 'no...NO! I can't lose him, not now, not when we're so close. Oh Michael, no,no,no!'. It's like to whole world was crushing down on her, she could see the world spinning out of control flames everywhere, fire, death. But all she could think about was her Michael, and how living was now, without him was pointless. How could she go on? Her heart was pounding out of her chest, tears streaming down her face, and her screams even scared her. That burning sensation and blinding pain at the side of her stomach where the bullet had penetrated seemed almost forgotten at this moment. But then, just then when she had lost all hope she saw Michael emerging from the smoke like a Phoenix reborn, beautiful and majestic. At first she couldn't believe her eyes, was it really him, or was this a cruel trick her mind was playing on her. But when she touched him, kissed him, she knew it was real, she knew HE was real. The realization hit her like a pleasant blow, strong yet sweet. All her pains forgotten, all troubles ceased to exist. He was alive! He was there in her arms. 'I love you' was all that she could say to at that moment, she just wanted to melt in his arms. 'Are you OK? are you hurt? Nikita? NIKITA?! answer me dammit! Birkoff! I'm losing her, i think she got hit, hey! stay with me OK?.. get me a car here STAT, hang in there Nikki, i'll get you out of here, just stay with me.' Michael commanded as soon as he noticed the blood on her side but As she clung to him full of relief and almost giddy with the joy and excitement, she started to feel woozy. At that moment she was content in the arms of the man she loved, who was safe, alive and so she welcomed the darkness, too tired to fight it, she happily passed out in his arms, not caring about the sudden look of worry on Michael's face, or the agony that came across his features as he noticed all the blood, or even the fact that Birkoff was screaming in their ears to get out of there. At that moment, Nikita was... Happy.