Thank you guys so much for all the reviews and the follows. I'm so glad you guys are enjoying the story so far. I mean I know it's hard to believe that mikita can live normally and not worry but deep down I believe they can. I believe that now they know it's all over they can be a normal couple and go out on a date and not have guns hidden everywhere in their house… well maybe one just in case. And that's what I'm hoping to bring to this story. Hope you guys are in for the ride.
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It was the night before his big day tomorrow and Michael couldn't seem to get a drop of sleep in his body. Turning and tossing in bed, he realized that he wasn't going to get any sleep at all. The idea of being in a school, teaching over hundreds of students literature was both nerve-wracking and exciting.
Truth is, he just doesn't know if he'll be as comfortable teaching English. He's used to train people how to be criminals and now all of the sudden he's going to teach a class. Assign homework and projects, give quizzes and test and stay after school for extra help.
Wow. That's just crazy. This being normal thing sure is working.
He took a deep breath and sighed as he turned around and pulled the covers around him. He didn't want to wake Nikita up. She's had a long day as it is, volunteering at the animal adoption center and trying to pull this fall collection she and Alex were working on together that would go for charity all over Africa to help with a few natural resources and supplies.
But of course she was never a heavy sleeper. She noticed his continuous toss and turns after a few minutes.
"Babe." Her hoarse sleepy voice came, snapping Michael out of his deep thoughts.
"Hm?" Michael replied instantly.
Nikita turned around facing him as she rubbed her eyes. "Are you alright?" She asked.
Michael was quick to nod hoping not to worry her. "Yeah. Go back to sleep. You're tired." He said.
But they could never really lie to each other that well.
Nikita sighed at him and rolled her eyes as she reached her nightstand table and flicked on the light.
"What's going on?" She asked again.
Michael shook his head. "It's stupid." He told her.
Nikita chuckled. "What?" She asked.
"I'm going to teach hundreds of students tomorrow." Michael begin to freak out again.
Nikita cocked a confused eyebrow. "Yeah, what's your point?" She asked.
"What if I end up making a fool of myself?" Michael said. He sat up on the bed properly as did Nikita. "Babe, I'm not used to that." He said.
"I thought you wanted this?" Nikita said.
"No-I do." Michael quickly said.
"Then what?" Nikita asked confusingly.
"I'm used to teaching people how to kill, how to use a gun. I can easily teach someone or turn them into professional assassins because that's what I know best... That's what I spent most of my life doing. That's what division taught me." Michael said. "What if I go to that school tomorrow morning and disappoint myself?" He asked.
Nikita just smiled at him after his brief explanation.
"Come here." She patted her lap for him to come lie on.
Michael shifted his position from the left side of the bed to her right, and settled between her legs with his head on her stomach while she affectionately ran her fingers through his thin hair.
"Remember when you told me a long time ago that division doesn't define us anymore?" She asked.
Michael nodded. "I do." He replied.
"Well I'm going to tell you the same thing now." She said. "It was a part of all of us and it always will be. We can't change that fact." She told him. "But you're right though. We all have our level of discomfort. After all we've been through I don't see how that'd be wrong but that's the past." She said. "This is now and maybe you once were better at training or teaching people to be criminals but now you just have to try putting those good teaching skills to better things; like teaching AP English at a high school." She said.
Michael was rather speechless at how logical Nikita just got with him. It all made sense now. Normally he's the one with the pep talks that helps boost self esteem.
"When'd you get so good at this?" He asked.
Nikita chuckled again. "Might have stole a few tips from a very amazing guy." She said.
"He must be good at this whole pep talk thing." Michael teased.
"The best." Nikita winked.
A few seconds of pure laughter was shared and then everything was alright again.
"I believe in you." Nikita said quietly. "I know you'll do great and everyone at that school will love you by the end of the week."
Their fingers filled the empty space between their hands and intertwined together tightly.
"I love you." Michael whispered.
Nikita bent down and placed a trail of kisses from his forehead down to his lips. "I love you." She said too.
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A few hours later, the happy couple intertwined together on the bed was awakened by the beeping of their alarm on the side of the bed. Michael groaned as he reached over and hit the snooze button. He just needed five more minutes of sleep, just five and he'd be fine.
Though Nikita's small chuckled made him open his eyes as she place a kiss on his forehead. "Good morning." She said.
"It's today," Michael whispered. "And I'm nervous." He said.
"Don't be." Nikita smiled at him. She flipped him on his back and climbed on top of him. Michael's arms instantly came wrapping around her small waist as she looked down at him beautifully.
"Close your eyes." Nikita instructed.
"Why?" Michael asked curiously.
"Just trust me." Nikita said. "It's just a little something I learned to calm people down a few years back." She told him.
And here Michael was thinking that he knew everything about his wife. Interested in knowing what that little something was, he closed his eyes and waited.
"Take three deep breaths..." Nikita then said.
Michael did as he's told reluctantly. He took three long deep breaths... In and out. After that he could feel the pressure slowly decreasing.
"This is the only moment you need to be worried about." Nikita whispered softly. "There's no yesterday. There's no tomorrow. There's just right now and you're not late for anything." She said. "You aren't going to miss anything."
Michael agreed with a gentle nod of his head as he felt her lightly stroke his cheeks.
"You're exactly where you're supposed to be. And you're exactly who you're supposed to be. You're absolutely perfect. "She continued."And whatever happens today is exactly what's supposed to happen. And if you want, I'll spend every moment with you for the rest of your life."
And just like that, Michael felt absolutely relaxed. That was almost like magic. Opening his tear-filled greens eyes, he smiled brightly at her in amazement.
"Where'd you learn how to do that?" He asked.
Nikita shrugged. "Long story." She replied. "But right now, you need to get up, and get ready." She said.
Of course.
Michael reached up and framed his wife's face in his hand and softly kissed her lips. "Thank you." He said when they pulled away.
"That's what partners are for." Nikita said and pecked his lips. "I'll always be here." She whispered. "Always."
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They finally decided to get out of bed around six twenty. Nikita helped Michael pick out his outfit for the day then went to make breakfast while Michael took a shower.
By the time he came out all dressed, it was nearly seven o'clock and the drive to the school was almost half hour. Maybe Michael had time for coffee but he had to take his eggs and bacon bagel sandwich with him in the car.
Nikita walked him out the door and kissed him as she straightened his jacket. "Remember, you're gonna do great." She told him.
Michael exhaled deeply and smiled. "I love you." He said.
"I know." Nikita teased. "I love you too."
She watched him get in his black Maserati and as he drove out of the driveway, Nikita waved at him and he blew her a kiss.
"Have a good day."
When the car was completely out of her sight, Nikita went back inside and it felt so empty and so cold without him there. Guess it's something she's going to have to get used to. She took the rest of her oatmeal breakfast to the living room with Max following behind.
She plopped down on the couch and turned the TV on. There's really nothing to watch this early. Nikita sighed as she looked down at the dog on the floor.
Poof…
"Seems like it's just you and I now buddy." She said as she patted Max.
The golden animal purred politely at his owner.
"You wanna go for a walk?"
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Well this is it for now. I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. Please leave me a review and let me know what you guys thought. Until next time, xoxo!
