Hello again! I'm so glad you all liked my new fic. I still can't believe that Nikita is really over, last Friday I caught myself looking at the clock and hoping that it is 9:00 already. But then I sadly realized that my favorite show on earth has already ended, but Nikita will always remain in my heart forever and I will continue to watch the previous episodes and seasons.
Enough talking! Shut up already to me!
So this is the next chapter and I hope you all enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Nikita, Craig Silverstein does.
Chapter 2: A Cold Breakfast
The aroma of pancakes and fresh coffee invaded Nikita's nostrils and woke her up. Her eyes fluttered open and she studied her surroundings, she noticed the Michael's side of the bed is still made and it worried her.
'Maybe he didn't come home at all last night.' She dreadfully thought as she used her right hand to caress Michael's pillow.
Just then the door slowly opened and Michael came in with a breakfast tray in his hands that holds a plate full of fluffy pancakes with syrup and whipped cream and two cups of coffee.
"Good morning beautiful." Michael said with a warm smile in his face.
Nikita sat up slowly and gazed at the handsome man standing in front of her, she wondered how she got so lucky to deserve him.
"Good morning to you too." She smiled at him adoringly and tilted her head to the side. "What has gotten into to you to do this?" Nikita asked curiously.
Michael just shrugged his shoulders and looked at his wife innocently with his adorable green eyes. "Can't I do anything to make my sexy wife happy?" He asked calmly but inside his heart is racing as fast as the Usain Bolt.
'I just have to forget about it and move on with my life." He thought to himself. 'I just need to focus on how to make my wife the happiest woman alive. I need to make her feel that I love her.'
Nikita giggled at her silly husband. "Come here." She said to him while commanding him with her index finger performing the 'come closer sign'.
Michael came closer to the bed and placed the tray on the bed next to Nikita. Then he sat next to her and Nikita cupped Michael's face and leaned her forehead against his. "I'm sorry, about last night." He said as he closed her eyes.
Nikita pulled away from him and lifted her face. "Hey, look at me." She ordered him gently.
Michael opened his eyes and stared at Nikita's hazel eyes. "Last night was not your fault, I was overreacting and I know that there is nothing to be jealous about but I just can't help it. Something has come over me lately and I'm just tired all the time even though I don't do anything that can cause me exhaustion." She sighed heavily as if she was tired once again.
Michael place his hands on hers and caressed them. "Maybe you just need a day off. Tell you what, what if I take you out to dinner tonight and I can take all your stress out of your body, mind and soul." He suggested cheerfully.
Nikita grinned at the idea and threw her arms around Michael. "Maybe that is just what I need." She then kissed her husband softly.
When she pulled away she gazed into his honey green eyes. "I love you."
Michael pecked her lips in return. "I love you too sweetheart, only you."
Nikita laughed softly. "Of course, it's only me." Then her face became serious. "Unless there is someone else."
Michael's face froze and he swore that his heart froze too. "I..ah..I" He stuttered.
Then Nikita face broke into a full grin and she laughed out loud. "I'm sorry baby I couldn't help it, it's just so fun to mess with you."
Michael sighed with relief and he lat himself have a laugh too. Then he threw Nikita over his shoulder in a fireman's hold and started tickling her while making his way to the bathroom.
"Ahhh! Michael! Stop...it!" She said in between laughs.
He then stepped into the shower and turned on the water and both of them yelled at the contact of cold water against their skin.
After having a shower they both exited the bathroom with towels wrapped around their bodies. Nikita's towel hugged her body and it showed her curves while Michael's towel hung just below his waist showing his muscular arms and perfect abs. They are still giggling at their previous activities.
But when they went to their bed to eat their late breakfast they were a bit disappointed
Nikita turned her face to Michael. "They got cold."
Michael just stroked her arm up and down and smiled. "Would you like to try it?" He asked because he didn't want the food to go to waste.
Nikita seemed reluctant at first but eventually returned his smile. "I guess it won't hurt us."
They sat on their bed and ate their cold breakfast. "Mmm.. It's not that bad." Nikita commented.
Michael nodded his head in agreement as he chewed his food. "Not at all."
After their breakfast Nikita again fell asleep on their bed because she said that she felt tired again. But Michael stayed up and just stared at her and admired her beauty. 'What did I do to have her with me?' He thought to himself as he tucked a stray hair that has fallen down on her face.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead letting his lips linger. "I love you, so much."
Okay so that was a little bit light. And I am sorry that it's a little bit short this time, I promise that I will make it a little longer in the next chapter.
I just wanted to make Nikita trust Michael again and obviously Michael hasn't gotten over his mistake.
Hope you all enjoyed this chapter and I am excited for more reviews. :)
