Joy
Chapter Ten
Michael paced around his apartment worriedly. Nikita was the only thing occupying his mind. She had been out for a couple hours and it was driving Michael insane. He felt bad about yelling at her after the mission, but he was just so scared for her. Somehow Michael would make it up to Nikita. Although, Michael would never forgive himself if Nikita's stress effected their baby. He should've never let her go on that mission.
"Michael?" Nikita whispered from his bed, and Michael was immediatley by her side.
"I'm right here Nikki." Michael squeezed her hand. "How are you feeling?"
"Better." Nikita yawned. "I guess I just needed some sleep."
"I'm glad." Michael smiled.
"I'm sorry Michael." Nikita apologized. "I was willing to do anything to get the black box, I wasn't thinking about your feelings. I thought you would be disapointed in me if I didn't get it. Then, I forgot about the guards and just shot the safe. I put all of us in danger!"
"Don't be sorry. It's not your fault." Michael soothed. "You weren't thinking straight because of your pregnancy symptoms. You were exhausted and nauseous. I could never be disapointed in you."
"Do you promise?" Nikita asked.
"I promise." Michael agreed. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. I was just scared for your safety. I won't ever do that again."
"I don't blame you. You were just being your regular overprotective self. That's one of the things I love about you." Nikita said.
"Oh yeah?" Michael was curious. Nikita and him never really talked about why they felt the ways they did. They acted mostly on impulse and passion so it was always nice to hear how Nikita's mind worked.
"I love how you never lost the good in you. I love how you always let me challenge you. I love how masculine and bad-ass you are. I love how you're secretly very caring, sensitive and romantic." Nikita announced. "I love how you remember all of our conversations. I love how you opened yourself up to me. I love how sexy you are. I love how you always take care of me. I love how you always want to do the right thing. Basically, I love everything about you."
"Nikita, you don't know how much that means to me." Michael cupped her face gently. "I love how you showed me the wrongs of Division. I love how you are beautiful on the inside and outside. I love how you care deeply for all living things. I love how you show me your vulnerable side. I love how you're spunky and always quick to think of a comeback. I love how you beat my shooting record and became my equal in hand to hand combat. I love your spirit, your beauty and I love the amazing mother you're going to become."
"We're just a great couple." Nikita felt the tears falling down her face. She was just so happy being with Michael. "I'm sorry, it's the stupid hormones making me all emotional."
"It's okay, I think it's cute." Michael whiped away the tears off her face and smiled. "Will you marry me?"
"What?" Nikita wasn't expecting that question.
"I wasn't going to do this until later, but I don't want to live with regrets anymore. I know that it's soon, but we've known each other for years and we obviously make a great couple. We love each other, and we are starting a family, so I thought it was the perfect time." Michael searched Nikita's face to see what she was thinking. "You don't have to say yes."
"Of course I'm going to say yes! This is everything I ever wanted. It's like I'm getting a third chance at life, and I'm not going to mess this one up. I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Nikita was thrilled. It was as if the universe was finally giving her the perfect fantasy Nikita always wanted. Michael didn't say anything else, he simply pulled Nikita into a deep kiss. The kiss was slow, sweet, but still full of passion and love. They only pulled away from each other when Michael's home phone started to ring.
"I'm sorry, I have to get this." Michael apologized.
"Go, but I'll be expecting more later." Nikita teased.
"Hello?" Michael answered the phone.
"I know your secret." Birkhoff's voice replied.
"What are you talking about?" Michael demanded.
"Did you really think it was a good idea to bring Nikki back to your apartment? You're lucky that it was me that saw it." Birkhoff explained. "I just don't understand why you would go rogue."
"Percy lied to me about something very important. Nikita was the one that finally helped me see the truth." Michael felt like being honest.
"You sound like something from a stupid chick flick movie."
"Are you going to report me?" Michael wasn't in the mood for Birkhoff's sarcasme.
"No, I'm going to join you. Nikita could use my information on the black boxes. She still has four to get before she can kill Percy."
"Why would you join us?" Michael was still suspicious.
"Because if the only two people I actually liked in this hell-hole are joining together to bring it down, then why shouldn't I? You and Nikki saved my life more then once Michael, so I am more loyal to you guys then I ever will be to Division, Amanda or Percy." Birkhoff said.
"You better be, because if I find out that you're lying, you will have more then one assasin alive that wants to see you dead. Understand?" Nikita overheard Michael's conversation.
"Can I talk to him?" Nikita asked and Michael handed her the phone. "Hey nerd. Listen carefully, I want the locations of all black boxes with their guardian's names sent to Michael's phone by noon tomorrow. Can you manage that?"
"Of course I can. Haven't you heard? I'm the new black box eingeneer." Birkhoff boasted.
"Congrats on the promotion. We can use that to our advantage." Nikita complimented. "Welcome to team Nikita."
"Thanks. By the way, are you and Michael together?" Birkhoff knew it would happen eventually.
"Yeah, it happened a couple weeks ago." Nikita replied.
"Damn! I owe Alex money now." Birkhoff cursed. "We had a bet going."
"That recruit?" Nikita tried to play dumb.
"I know she's your mole. No recruit could ever capture you." Birkhoff informed.
"Fair enough. By the way, where has she been? I haven't seen her since before I got the black box." Nikita asked. Her phone was completely empty. Normally Alex would be harassing her with messages and missed calls.
"Her tracker is offline Nikki. I thought she was with you." Birkhoff reported.
"What?" Nikita demanded. "I thought she was with Owen."
"Nikki, her tracker says that she's dead. I'm so sorry." Nikita dropped the phone and Michael was alarmed.
"What happened?"
"Alex is dead."
Author's Note: Sorry about the long time in between updates! I had major writer's block. I know this isn't the best chapter I've ever written, but I promise the story will get better soon!