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Alex's POV:
As she walked into the room she felt Michael's eyes on her looking up and down. She felt Amanda's hand touch her back and push her along while saying, "You like beautiful Alex, there's nothing to worry about."
She sat in the chair across from Michael and asked, "What do we do now?"
She heard Amanda laugh at her question before answering, "Now Alex you act as if you are in love with Michael, so when he proposes to you your reaction is genuine."
She took a deep breath. She knew she cared about Michael, so it would not be that hard to pretend that she was in love with him. The hard part was to make it clear to Amanda that she just a good actress. She looked across the table at Michael and watched him fidget a little bit, he looked nervous. She couldn't help laughing a little to herself.
"Okay Michael whenever you are ready." Amanda said.
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Michael's POV:
He felt the velvet underneath his fingertips, he never really liked the feeling but he couldn't help running his fingers along the box.
He thought that this was going through a lot of trouble for a mission. But the details were important so he knew it was something he had to do. He ignored the part of him saying that he wanted to do this. He wasn't ready to admit his feelings about Alex while he was inside the walls of Division, that would only lead to trouble.
He was bought out of his thoughts when he heard Amanda's voice say, "Okay Michael whenever you are ready."
He took a deep breath, got down on knee and took Alex's hand in his. He could hear the camera clicking away to his right.
He then heard himself saying. "Will you marry me?"
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Alex's POV:
She knew he was going to say it. Yet it still surprised and excited her. She'd seen movies before. The girl usually always nodded yes with tears of joy streaming down her face. She always secretly hoped one day that she would be able to have that same reaction. That she would love someone so much that the idea of spending a life time with them made her cry with joy.
She couldn't help it, Michael instigated that reaction with in her when he asked her to be his wife, even if he was only saying it to please Division.
She nodded her head yes as tears streamed down her face.
Then Michael opened up the box in his hands and she saw the ring. She normally wasn't into material things. But she loved the ring. The band was pure white gold. There was a diamond in the middle. The band made a pattern on either side of the diamond with very small diamonds woven in with the pattern.
Her reaction to it was purely genuine and she knew that it was exactly what Amanda had wanted from her.
She was filled with joy as Michael slipped the ring onto her finger. It felt right for it to be there, and she never wanted to take it off.
Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard Amanda say. "Now kiss him Alex, remember the man you love just asked you to be his wife."
She knew Amanda was right. She didn't want her first kiss with Michael to be in front of Amanda but she had no choice.
She wrapped her arms around Michael's neck. She pulled him close to her then touched her lips to his in a gentle, passionate kiss.
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Michael's POV:
The moment he felt Alex's lips on his he didn't want to move a muscle. He just wanted to stay there forever, always kissing her.
But he knew he couldn't do that. At least not here, especially not with Amanda watching them.
He pulled away reluctantly and got up off of his knee.
"Now go get changed we have a lot more pictures to take today." Amanda's voice said
"Of course we do." He heard Alex say sarcastically.
"Don't start getting snippy with me already Alex this is already going to be a long day as it is. Now go back into your room and put on the outfit labeled with a one. You do the same Michael but your outfits are in your office." Amanda said sternly. "And Alex don't forget to leave the ring on the vanity for now."
He watched as Alex got up and headed towards her room to change. He did the same as he got up and went to his office.
When he shut the door behind him he was finally alone. His thoughts went straight to Alex. How beautiful she was, how soft her skin felt, and how he could kiss her lips forever.
He shook the thoughts out of his head, now was not the time to think about them. He looked at the rack of clothes Amanda had put in his office. The one right up front had the one on it. It was just a simple pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a zip-up hoodie.
When he had put it on he looked younger, he assumed that was the point. He walked back into Amanda's office where Amanda and Alex were waiting.
Alex was dressed just as casually making her look younger as well.
There was a green screen in the middle of the room, and two stadium style seats in front of it. Alex was sitting in one, so he went and sat next to her.
"This is your first date, Michael you took Alex to an afternoon baseball game because when you met at a bar there was a game on." Amanda explained.
They spent the next several hours taking hundreds of pictures. With the help of the green screen they never had to leave division.
They took pictures of their first date, the time they went to Six Flags, the time they went to the batting cages, the time they went hiking, the time they went to a bed and breakfast, and a lot of other miscellaneous other little events. As they went through the day their clothes changed giving the illusion that years had passed while they took the pictures.
"Now Michael you may have a little break while we take pictures of Alex wedding dress shopping." Amanda said.
"When will Alex get a break?" Michael asked showing the same concern he would show for any other agent, at least that was what he told himself and he hoped it was what Amanda thought.
"Well not that it really concerns you she will be getting her break after you, since then we will be taking pictures of you tux shopping." Amanda said matter-of-factly.
He nodded his head approvingly. On his way out he passed three female recruits who were on their way in, he assumed they were supposed to be Alex's friends, good thing Jade wasn't one of them.
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Alex's POV:
She watched Michael walk out of the room, she wanted to leave too, she was exhausted. But she stood tall thinking 'you're almost done.'
She had seen the recruits before, but she thought nothing of them.
"Alex these are your friends Katie, Jessica, and Andrea. They will be wedding dress shopping with you." Amanda said pointing to each recruit as she introduced her. "Now you are having a summer wedding, so your dress will be strapless, and grand, so I'm going to put you in ball gowns. But first you have to pick out your bridesmaids dresses."
She sat on a comfy sofa for the first time in hours, it felt like years. She watched as Amanda put each girl in some type of pink dress. Apparently her wedding colors were pink and silver. The camera continued to click away as she choose a tea length strapless pale pink dress.
She then asked the question she was dreading to ask, "Amanda who are supposed to be my parents?" She truly hoped Amanda wasn't one of them.
"Alex both your parents are dead, so are Michael's it worked better, it would be a hassle to factor in parents."
"I understand I just wondering." She said.
"Now its your turn Alex" Amanda said pulling her off the couch, her bridesmaids took her place on the couch.
The first dress Amanda put her in had a straight neckline with a silver band of ribbon beneath her chest, there were silver flowers on the front half of the skirt, she didn't like it and neither did Amanda.
The next dress had a bit of a sweet heart neckline, the neckline was bejeweled, and the skirt was very full, but she didn't like all the draping the dress had.
She knew the third dress was the one the second she tried it one. It had a slight sweet heart neckline, like the last one, but her whole chest was jeweled. It had a drop waist and had a pulled layered fabric down to her waist that accented the little curves she had. From there the skirt just flowed down to the floor with various beading around the whole skirt, it was a larger skirt but not to large, and it had a slight train. Luckily for her Amanda loved it to.
"Now let's see you it looks with the veil." Amanda said as she walked towards her with an extravagant veil. It was very long which added a long train to the dress. It also had some type of tiara in the veil.
"Amanda don't you think that's a bit over the top?" She asked.
"Nothing is too over the top for you wedding day Alex."
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Michael's POV:
He hated wearing tuxes. It was true he wore suits all the time, those were different, and he wasn't being scrutinized by someone about it the whole time.
"You look good in a silver vest Michael, you should really consider updating your wardrobe after this mission." Amanda said with her haute tone.
"Is it really necessary to take pictures of this Amanda?" He asked.
"You never know what people are expecting to see Michael. You and Alex must every basis covered just in case. You can never take too many precautions."
"Are we almost done with the pictures for the day Amanda? I think both Alex and I need a longer than thirty minute break." He said as he pulled off the tux jacket and threw it on the couch still in Amanda's office.
"Remember Michael when it comes to things like this I out rank you." Amanda said pointedly. "And know you may go relax and prepare for your wedding."
"We still have to take pictures of the wedding today? Can that not wait till tomorrow?" He said annoyed, he really just wanted to be done for the day, and he assumed Alex felt the same way.
"You're lucky we're not taking all the pictures today, don't push me." Amanda said threateningly. "Now go to your office, but don't sit in that tux, it will wrinkle if you do, then we will all just be here longer."
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He didn't know why he felt nervous. They were just posing for pictures. But he couldn't help but sense that he had butterflies in his stomach as he waited for Alex to enter Amanda's office. Although it hardly looked like an office.
Half the room looked just like a church, the other half was a beautifully decorated reception hall, there was even a dance floor and a four tier cake. He wondered how Amanda had set it all up in only an hour.
There were recruits all over posing as guests, ushers, and even a reverend. It noticed that Jade was in the room as well, but she sat in the back like cousin you only invited out of obligation.
Amanda's voice cut through his wandering mind like a knife, "Now remember everyone this is a happy wedding day. Make sure you don't look for the camera during the ceremony, shots are supposed to be candid, and you each have part to play."
He looked to the doors of Amanda's office as she opened them to reveal a glowing Alex.
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Alex's POV:
For the last six years of her life she never thought she would have a moment like this. A moment when she felt beautiful, like she was the center of the universe. A moment where a man who cared for her was waiting for her.
But she couldn't help the feeling that this moment was fake. It wasn't her moment it was her covers moment, Alex Williams moment.
She knew she wanted this moment for herself, for Alex Udinov. It made her want to escape the life that was planned for her even more. She wasn't ready to admit it yet, but she wanted to escape with Michael.
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A/N:
I'm so sorry this took so long, I never thought it would. I had me senior year research paper due recently so I'd spend an hour at school writing it and by the time I got home I just could not motivate myself to write. Luckily I have a break coming up so hopefully I will get to write more during that time. It's also lucky I got this up tonight, I have a calc test tomorrow, and I should probably go study.
Before I forget to ask have you guys seen the Mikita preview? They were going at it like rabbits, I was not expecting to see that, but I was expecting them together (as sad as that is). I just don't like Nathan, I don't know why, I never like Thom either. I personally think that if she's not with Michael she should be with that guy who went crazy after he graduated to security guard, or some other strong guy like that.
R and R plz.
