Hey guys here is Chapter 7. I don't own Nikita, all mistakes are my own, blah blah.

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Chapter 7

EMILY

Emily just stared at Owen.

She couldn't believe that he had killed innocent people.

OWEN

They sat in silence, once again, until a phone rang.

Owen immediately began looking for it. Only one person knew that number.

He found it on the floor and went to answer it, but then he stopped.

"Emily, I need you to stay absolutely silent. Do you understand me? No noise whatsoever."

She nodded and he answered the phone.

"Are you secure?" Percy asked.

"Go secure" Owen answered.

"You were supposed to update the box one hour ago, Elliot."

"I got held up, sir. I'm recovering from an injury."

"Life-threatening? Were you able to stay off the radar? Elliot, if you screw this up..."

"I was able to patch it up myself, sir. I'm still secure and the package is still secure."

"Good. I expect the box to be updated within the hour."

"Yes sir," Owen said.

There was silence on the line. Percy had already hung up.

EMILY

Emily spoke. "Was that your boss?"

Owen didn't answer. Sitting up, he pulled his shoes on.

'I have to go."

"Go where?" Emily asked.

"It's better if you don't know."

"You really don't need to be walking around. It hasn't even been 24 hours since you were shot and almost bled to death."

"I'll be fine. I just have an errand to run."

Owen looked down and noticed he didn't have on a shirt.

"…but first I need to go get a shirt from my apartment."

He stood up very slowly, wincing at the movement. He walked to the door, and, as he was about to leave Emily called out to him.

"Owen."

He turned around and waited. "Be careful."

He nodded and left.

Emily went to the doorway and watched him go into his apartment.

He emerged within minutes with a clean shirt on. He nodded at her and left the building.

OWEN

Owen left Emily's apartment and headed to his own.

He walked in and immediately went to the kitchen to get his daily dose of the Regimen. He was actually glad Percy had called for a change because he had woken that morning with a headache that told him he needed to take his regimen but he hadn't been able to justify his leaving to Emily.

Percy had given him a good enough excuse.

He took the pills and, immediately, the headache was gone.

His wounds didn't hurt as much either.

The pain had decreased to a dull ache.

He grabbed a clean shirt, the flash drive he needed to update the black box and left. He nodded at Emily, who was standing in her doorway, on the way out.

TWO HOURS LATER

The trip to the bank had winded him more than he thought. It had taken him twice as long to get to the bank as it usually did.

It had only taken him a few minutes to get in his deposit box and update the black box; but by the time he was done he was exhausted. He had to take a cab home because he could barely stand up.

Owen paid the cabdriver in cash and then walked up to the apartment building.

Once inside, he slowly made his way to his apartment.

He didn't even make it to his door this time.

Someone cleared their throat behind him.

"I just have an errand to run" she said, mimicking him.

"Where have you BEEN? You've been gone for two hours!" He turned around slowly.

She took one look at his face and walked over.

"Come on. You look like you're about to pass out."

"Wouldn't be the first time" he said, attempting to make light of the situation.

"Glad you can joke about it" she said, chuckling.

She put his arm around her neck and helped him across the hall to her apartment.

"Do you think you could wait to pass out until I get you to the couch?" "I really don't want to have to drag you again."

This time he was the one that laughed.

Okay, that's it for this chapter. I think this is going to be the last chapter with a weak Owen. Pretty sure he'll be back to full strength in the next chapter. There will probably be a time jump in the next chapter as well. Reviews and PMs are appreciated.