FALLEN ANGELS

Chapter 10

A/N-This chappy goes to the amazing LatinaGurl96 who came up with the Super Owen name...and let me use it in the story :D

"Nikita's boyfriend? Oh you mean Elliot."

"I killed her previous one so of course I mean Owen Elliot Michael, unless she has a new one that I don't know of."

"Michael, you've got to admit it's kind of suspicious Elliot comes into town and gets past you, when last time you spotted him the second he set foot in London," Amanda told Michael while giving him photos of Owen from when they were in London.

"Amanda and what exactly makes you think he got past me? Birkoff, when did we get the info about Elliot being in town?"

"Earlier this morning," Birkoff told them and handed both Percy and Amanda some papers indicating the time Owen landed in the city. "The boyfriend's pic was taken this morning, I guess there's no need for facial recognition, am I right?"

"Why am I being informed just now?"

"Because he has to think we have no idea that he's here. We manage to do that for a few days, and we kill two birds with a stone."

Percy tapped his fingers on the paper in front of him while exchanging glances with Amanda, and then checking up on Birkoff and Michael, but their faces betrayed no emotion. Amanda was the first one to speak:

"We didn't know you had a plan Michael, we weren't informed."

"I didn't have time to do it, but my whole point was that the guy is still on the regimen, he doesn't have a refill, he'll go crazy soon enough, not that he already isn't…and this is where we get him."

"I approve of Michael's plan; we let him think he wasn't spotted by us. And since we're all here: did Birkoff tell you about the amazing plan he set up for the Oliver Schwartz mission?"

"He actually did, and I heard we split up tasks, Roan and his team up on the roof with the chopper, me and Alex inside going after the list."

"Perfect, isn't it Amanda? I love when things work out in the end. Birkoff would you please bring me the stats on last months mission."

"Sure, be back in a second" Birkoff told them, and then the office with Michael, while Percy and Amanda smiled knowingly at each other. After they go to the tech room, Birkoff sat on his chair with a huff:

"Now that was close Mikey."

"Tell me about it, how did you even manage to print those pages in time?"

"I thought something was going on, didn't know if it was Super Owen related, so I took a wild guess, we wouldn't have been here if they called us in for a different reason."

"You got that right Birkoff, I still think they're up to something."

"This time I agree with you Mikey. Amanda was way too nice for my liking."

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Nikita was nervously pacing around the loft with the phone in her hands. She needed Michael here to talk with him, needed his support as well as she needed Alex here to be able to explain things. It just wasn't possible to lose her over this when they barely managed to get through the lie involving her father's death.

"Nikita if you'll allow me a question, why wasn't Alex present at the meeting with Fletchy? Did Percy give her some new assignment?" Owen interrupted Nikita's musings, "or was it something else?"

"Something else," she responded in a small voice, "I'm still hoping she will come, I want to wait here for her."

"Ok, I got the hint…that means a change of subject. I have another question, you must know since your boyfriend is still Division: did Percy go through with the idea of using the kill chip on recruits?" When Nikita didn't answer Owen looked closely and noticed the worry in her eyes, "oh my…he's already used it, am I right? He's used it on Alex, and she found out about it…not from you. Safe to say she wasn't too happy."

"She was furious Owen, and with every right."

"According to you…listen Percy was thinking about this idea long before your little mole came into the picture, the recruits just got caught in the middle and Alex should know that."

"Great…things keep getting better and better," Alex said as she entered the loft, Owen turned to look at her and smiled, "now your cleaner guy knows the truth too, or did you lie to him?"

"First of all, you're being rude, and I get mad at rude people…my name is Owen so your cleaner comment was out of place."

"You're expecting apologies? Keep waiting, and if I hurt your feelings, it's very good because I was aiming at that."

"Alex stop it, let's talk…"

"So you could tell me what exactly Nikita? Another lie? That should come out easy; you're the expert in lying."

"That's enough…I understand you're hurt, and you have every right to be."

"You think? How would you feel if your mentor lied to you? Oh wait…your mentor was Michael, and you know everything about each other."

"Missy…"

"Was I talking to you Owen? And Nikita, there's also this little issue about my father's death."

"We discussed about that, I explained my reasons, I thought we have covered it."

"No, because you told me afraid someone would do it before you, like for example Ryan today."

"Why are you doing this Alex?"

"Why am I…because I need one true thing in my life, and I don't have it. How can I even be sure that what you told me is true if all you do is lie? Do you even care about someone enough as to tell them the truth? How about Michael, did you tell him the truth when you told him you loved him?"

Nikita was really hurt by her words, so she staggered back, bumping into Owen, who wanted to help her take a seat. But she brushed him off, and took a moment to glance out the window in an attempt to fight back tears. Owen approached Alex and took her hand a little bit harsher:

"Listen missy, I don't know you, but I already don't like you."

"If it helps the feeling is mutual."

"If it helps, I'm not going to let you speak like that with me or with her."

"What is it with you guys always coming to her rescue? First Ryan, you and now Michael…and just so you know I'm not afraid of you."

Owen smirked and walked silently behind her, all the time studying her. After hearing her breath quicken, he leaned and whispered in her ear:

"You should be, because you don't know me Alex; I'm someone you don't want to mess with. And I'm only nice with people I like and respect, and you don't fit into any of the categories mentioned above."

Alex shuddered, and turned to look at him ready with a snarky remark, but he just winked and made her a sign to keep her mouth shut, and addressed Nikita:

"I know when I'm not wanted, so this missy over here is my cue to leave."

"Owen you don't have too."

"I'm not used to dealing with spoiled brats, that's why I'll be back tomorrow, don't you worry though, and you won't have time to miss me."

Nikita smiled at him; making Owen somewhat relieved he managed to bring a smile on her face. Alex rolled her eyes, but Owen brushed past her with a cold look and left the loft.

"Alex I understand you're hurt, and nothing I say will make you feel better, but please, don't go down that road, don't become that person you hate so much."

"So now standing up for myself qualifies as becoming bad? Glad to know it, I learn everyday something new from you."

"That's not what I meant, and you know it…stop twisting my words."

"I was like this all along, Nikita…you just refused to see it. You can't see anything beyond this revenge of yours; I'm even surprised you managed to let Michael in…news flash: your actions won't bring Daniel back, so why don't you just focus on the future?"

"Alex please let me help you."

"I don't need your help; after this is over we're going separate ways. You know it's a good thing I didn't leave when we first planned my extraction…this is far more interesting to witness."

After Alex left without as much as goodbye Nikita felt like the walls were closing in on her, it was hard to breathe, and looking out the window didn't help anymore so she just ran to her car. Closing the door she started the engine, and drove away, not knowing the exact destination. She must have been on the road for hours because by the time she wanted to make something of her surroundings the only thing in front of her eyes was the cemetery. Nikita walked out of the car and stepped forward until she reached Daniel's grave where she fell on her knees and touched his name.

"Where do I even begin now? I really have no idea how I ended up here, but I guess you wanted to talk. About Alex, but she's wrong you know? She's confused…she needs someone to get through to her, but she won't listen to me, and she won't listen to Michael, I really don't know what to do…I want you to know one thing, she didn't really mean the things she said, she's just attacking everyone so it would make her feel better. Daniel, I'm really sorry I lied to you, hope you can forgive me some day, maybe Alex was right, I need to move on from the past, and I can't do that while he's out hurting people.; innocent people like you…then there's Michael, sure you would have liked him if you knew him the way I do, he's not the bad guy he appears to the outside world…he's different and he really loves me. I should probably go now, he'll get worried if I'm missing more than 5 minutes and he doesn't know where I am."

Nikita stood up and inhaled the night air, it made her feel free, then she remembered Michael, and the only thing she wanted was to be with him, so she ran to her car only to find Michael in the driver's seat.

"How did you know where to find me?"

"Just a hunch, and that little fact that I know you…you being here means you spoke with Alex, am I right?"

Nikita sighed and nodded while silently getting into the car. As she closed the door she felt Michael's eyes on her, but she didn't tell him anything just hugged him really tight.

"Nikita you want to talk about this?"

"Not now babe, not now, but you were right; she did come to me…only not to talk, but to insult."

"I don't care about being right, if the result is you suffering the way you are now."

"I'll be fine Michael…especially now that you're here…let's go home, unless Percy needs you again."

"Oh, he just called me to ask about your boyfriend being in town and me not reporting that."

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Alex was sitting at a table in a bar, looking at her empty glass. She motioned for the waiter to approach:

"Another drink miss? The usual juice or maybe something stronger?"

"No, the same…on a second thought bring me some Vodka…a whole bottle of it."

The waiter nodded in appreciation and left her table, only to return a few moments later with a bottle of the best Vodka they had. She gave him a generous tip, and was about to pour herself a glass when a large hand covered her glass:

"You don't want to do that Alex," Owen said as he took a seat at her table, "I'm not even asking for permission to take a seat because I already know your answer will be no."

"And yet you still seat at my table, why are you stalking me?" Alex asked in an angry voice, and then took the glass Owen was holding his hand on, and smashed into the nearby wall. "Did she send you here?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, please excuse my friend here; she's had a bit of a crazy day at work, her boss is losing his mind," Owen addressed the other clients, who were continuing to look at them. After he made sure nobody was listening anymore, he turned his attention towards Alex, "No, Nikita doesn't know I'm here…she'd probably kill me because I'm in a bar, of all places, speaking with you, so that leaves you with two options: either you agree to speak with me or option number two, which I'm sure you'll love, you agree to speak with me…question is which one do you like better?"

A/N-now you just tell me how amazing this Comic Con has been?I'm still trying to get through all the interviews ans spoilers, and OMG Mikita on a bike *faints*

but the best part of it was the shout out we got from Maggie&Shane bc of the book...Mikitaverse rules girlies, and I'm so happy of being part of one of the best fandoms in the world. We are the best, and now something we did made them teary eyed grateful; xoxo

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