This is my first attempt at fan fiction got this idea from the sort of on screen mother daughter relationship they have anyway. Hope you enjoy. Will also contain Mikita later on. Its going from the start of season 1 a lot of things are still the same accept Alex's past is completely different. Hopefully it will all make sense as the story goes along.

Chapter 1 – This isn't goodbye after all

Nikita took a deep sharp breath looking up at the sky for a brief moment and letting the tiny pieces of snow scatter across her face. She fell to her knees feeling the cold snow sink through her jeans and sting her skin. Nikita eyes were glassed over with tears she gently reached out her hand and touched the rough edge of the grave stone her fingers dancing over the name

Alex Burns

Nikita felt a sob form in her throat the only thing she had done in her life that she was proud of was gone in second. Her sweet baby that she never really knew never got to see grow into the beautiful young girl she would imagine she would be on a daily basis. Nikita told herself every day that one day she would be reunited with her daughter and shed never let her slip away again but every day she told herself this her life would begin to spin more and more out of control until she ended up in prison and then finally division which was an understatement of a prison, she thought she could start a fresh till she discovered how twisted division was they offered you a new life if you were willing to take other peoples life's away from them. Nikita then took a stand and broke out of division the only person to ever do so. But by then it was too late as she was shattered by the truth that her daughter was dead at the devastating age of 18 that all she knew about her daughter was the fact she was dead and it would be all she ever know and the closest reunion they would every get was a gravestone.

Nikita brushed away the tears with her sleeve pulled back her long, lush brown hair and tied it up in a bun pushing herself back into her shell she placed a single red rose on top of the gravestone and took a deep breath and whispered.

"Rest in peace baby"

"I wouldn't stay here any longer if I was you" Said a voice coming from behind Nikita. Nikita turned fast pulling out her gun and pointing at the intruder's face it was a natural instinct of hers now. She looked to see a young man stood in front of her his face had gone down in colour after seeing the gun. His beard unshaven but he had a strange attractiveness about him. Nikita raised her gun looking into his dark eyes.

"Who are you? If you don't think I won't pull the trigger then you have underestimated me already…So I would start talking as far as you!

The man raised his hands up and took a gulp.

"Hey…take it easy I didn't mean to upset you…I'm Ryan I am a journalist I've been looking into a lot of things I shouldn't and all I know is ever since I have they haven't stopped following me and I've being looking into this girls death and as crazy as it sounds I think she's very much alive"

Nikita frowned taking in every word he was saying.

"I'm sorry but you're going to have to give me a little bit more than that…if there's a chance my daughter is alive I need to know"

Nikita lowered her gun as she spoke a small bit of desperation leaked over her words.

Ryan looked at Nikita for a women who looked so fierce and hot he now saw how broken she really was. Ryan reached out and pushed the gun down further so it wasn't pointing at him at all.

"Your daughter...wow I'm sorry this is probably the last thing you want to hear…you think I'm crazy"

Nikita looked at her daughter's gravestone and back at Ryan and shrugged.

"Try me"

Ryan looked at her and shoved his hand into his leather brown suitcase rivalling through bits of paper and pulled out a big clump of paper all stapled together.

"Ive been looking into cover ups within the government and there appears to be more than meets the eye. Only at times have strange events occurred which are quickly covered up with unanswered questions I think the government have some sort of secret group working for them. Most recently Ive been looking into the prisons suicides and the increase they always unexplained always people with no connections to anyone and I think they take nobody's and recruit them into the group and I think this is what happened to your daughter and many other people who are supposedly dead in this graveyard. I know this sounds crazy and I have no evidence to back it up…it probably makes no sense to you"

Ryan took a long deep breath letting the cold ice air enter his throat he looked to Nikita he didn't see a grieving mother about to tell him to stuff his theory's and leave he saw a women who actually had an fixed expression of belief on what he was saying.

Nikita ran her hand through her hair and felt her breath get smaller by the second this couldn't be right what this stranger was saying. Because if it was true her daughter was very much alive but in a place worse than death. It only made Nikitas vengeance against division stronger she would burn it down to the ground and put a stop to them training her daughter to be just like her mother a killer. Nikita looked at Ryan and gave a small smile finding how rough and scatty he looked amusing.

"No it makes perfect sense….and I'm going to give you the best story your ever get"