FALLEN ANGELS

Chapter 11

A/N- Marty...Escribí este capítulo sólo con tu ayuda...gracias

now back to plain English, thanks again for the moral support, you know what I'm talking about ;)


"Oh my, you've given me so many choices that I have a hard time deciding" Alex answered in a mocking tone,"but if you insist, I'll go with option number 3…leave me alone."

"You see, that's why you'll talk with me, because we are so much alike…and option number 3 is not available at the moment because I'm bored."

"Why won't you leave Owen? Why do you even care about the stuff I do?"

"Maybe I just decided to play nice for once…I've never done that, so it's a new territory for me."

"So…I'm your lab rat now?"

"No, that would be Fletcher, just don't tell Nikita I said that."

Alex laughed, and Owen noticed it was a genuine one, which meant his plan was working. He didn't know where the conversation would lead, but at least he was determined to try and reach out to Alex, even though she had no reason to listen to him, they barely knew each other. The moment she called the waiter and returned the bottle of vodka made him relax in his chair…Alex was the first one to speak:

"Since I suppose we're going to be honest here, I have a question, did you follow me here?"

"Maybe, maybe not," seeing Alex's disbelieving look Owen added, "right, you said being honest, fine…I did follow you here."

"Why in the world would you do that?"

"I'm not sure; maybe because I wanted to make sure you won't do something you might regret later, or tomorrow."

"Did you sign up to be a guardian?"

"Oh no…that was Percy promoting me…but right now I'm just Owen."

"How does it feel to be on the outside? You know I had the chance to be out and didn't take it, and now I'm back at being alone, people I trusted with my life…"

"Deep inside you know you can still trust them with your life, but hurt and anger are overcoming all other senses, believe me…and being on the outside has its advantages, like for example if you're as good as me, nobody can find you unless you come back or you want to be found."

"Modest much Owen?"

"Always, it's how I roll; you'll learn that if you'll stick around."

"Should I be afraid?"

"That's for you to decide…Alex I see you trying to change the subject, but I'm stubborn so I'll insist…I was in the same spot as you, all I wanted was to kill Percy because of Emily, she had nothing to do with this war, yet he killed her only because I loved her. I didn't care if I lived or died, and I couldn't understand why Nikita would risk her life to help me out of this mess."

"Yeah, she's generous like that, she likes to save people," Alex sighed, but then the anger returned, and her face reflected the same coldness as before, "or maybe she was just using you to get that damn black box of yours. Can't you see it? It's all about her and her stupid revenge. Michael is with her because he loves her…but she used me, she told me at the beginning that she'd help get the people who killed my father, yet she was the one to actually pull the trigger, so how does she expect me to react now? Why are you helping her Owen?"

"Because she gave me a second chance…I was the one to pull the trigger on Daniel and make it look like an accident, and I told her about it…she could have killed me right there, and with every right yet she chose to let me live, and then went to save you again, because regardless of what you say or feel right now she saved you back then when she was given strict orders to kill you."

"Will you please stop defending her? I don't know what she does with all of you, but it looks like I'm the only one able to see the truth, she's using you just like she used me for her own personal revenge…wake up Owen."

"You know what Miss Alexandra?" Owen asked her using the same angry tone of voice she had just now, "you said you were a grown up…news flash, you're not acting like one…you're just a kid, a spoiled stubborn kid…by the time you decide to grow up and be the person you claim to be, come find me…I could teach you a thing or two."

Owen stands up from the table, and knocks his chair down causing everyone present to look at them once again then leaves not bothering to look at Alex, who just shrugged. She left some bills on the table and hurried to the exit not sure of where she was supposed to go now or what to do, but somewhere deep inside she started realizing she might have been wrong about this whole situation. That thought alone scared her, and while she was making her to way to the car she spotted Owen on the other side of the parking lot. Alex didn't even have time to process the decision, but she found herself in front of Owens's car.

"I'm sorry," she said looking him in the eyes, "will you tell me about the regimen if I said already that I was sorry?"

Owen kept quiet for a few seconds, and then opened the passenger door and Alex quickly got in, and they drove away in the night.

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When Michael checked up on Nikita she was still looking out the window without saying a word. She's been like this for hours and he couldn't have her blaming herself for something that wasn't her fault. So he slowly walks to her in the darkness, hugs her from behind and rests his chin on her shoulder. Feeling his presence made her relax, and she whispered:

"Michael, you know I'll never lie to you, right?"

"Hey of course I know that love…how did you even come to ask me that?"

"Alex asked if I told you the truth when I said I loved you…and I need you to tell me you believe me…You might doubt anything else, just never how much I really love you."

Michael kissed the side of her neck and then made her turn around to look him in the eyes. A moment of silence passed between them, filled with looks that expressed the love, devotion and adoration that words were not enough to express.

"Nikita…you know how I feel about you, and there is no need for others to try and diminish that. I know how you feel about me, and both of us know it's real, because it's ours and nobody else's business."

Nikita's heart bursts with love for this man, so broken, just like her…yet they've come this long road together in such a short amount of time. She studied his face for a moment, then puts her hands on his shoulders, and gets on her tiptoes to give him a quick kiss in the lips then rests her head on his chest near his heart. Michael kisses her hair and whispers:

"I promise you, things will get better in the end, and while Alex is still figuring out what to do with her life, you'll always have me."

"I know babe…right now you're the only true thing in my life. I'm sorry if I made you worry about me tonight. I don't even know how I ended up there."

"What matters is that we're together now, and after this is over I'm taking you somewhere nice far away from here."

"With windows?"

"Yes, with really large windows."

Michael leans forward and kisses her and Nikita responds tenderly. He holds her in a tight embrace, and after a few minutes he picks her up in his arms and carries her to the bed. Nikita kisses his neck while tracing every inch of her face with her delicate fingers. Every single time she did that, she was amazed at the way his eyes trembled under her touch or the way his lips parted slowly, when she was about to kiss him. Michael slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and they reach for each other's arms in the darkness, and what starts as slow and sensual becomes explosive, hungry and aggressive.

The first rays of the sun found Nikita and Michael in each others arms, sleeping peacefully with no hint of distress or worries. It was just them, and they were different, right now they were Michael and Nikita, not the super spies or assassins they were trained to be. When Nikita woke up, she sighed in contentment and snuggled further into his embrace. A few hours later she was lying across his chest, and watched him sleep, until:

"How long have you actually been awake love?" Michael asked in a sleepy voice, "You know I can feel you watching me."

"Morning babe," Nikita greeted him and kissed his closed eyes, "you look cute when you sleep, so peaceful…just like an angel."

"Fallen angels…remember how Erik used to call us that?" Michael asked and noticed how Nikita tensed, "I'm sorry love, I shouldn't have mentioned him."

"It's ok Michael…I guess I'm not used to hearing this name after all this time, nobody called us that after he left, so it brought back all kind of memories…did Birkoff asked about him since he was here?"

"A few times…he seems to be sure Erik is either somewhere near or he's coming back soon. You know I could try and trace him before we leave…that is if you want to see him."

"I'm not sure Michael…I didn't even had time to process the thought that he might come back soon. I told Birkoff that because he got attached to Erik, but I'm conflicted about his possible return…I don't know what I would do if I got to see him after all these years; but can we please stop talking about him now?"

"You're right…I'm sorry…I would love if you would talk to me about Alex though. Did you make any decision concerning her?"

"I just want Alex to think this through on her own, not guided by anger…I don't want her becoming the person she hates so much."

"Love, when this is over…if she still wants to go on her own…you'll have to let her go, and you never know, we might meet her somewhere along the road."

"I know babe…believe me I know. I'm not ready, but that seems to be the thing she wants most, and I will do it."

Nikita placed a kiss over Michael's heart, and then they both closed their eyes and dozed off a little only to be awakened by the sound of Michael's phone. They both groaned and Nikita reached for the phone and handed it to him saying:

"Doesn't Birkoff sleep hun?" Nikita asked while getting off the bed. "I'll go make us some coffee, and you tell him I'll buy some sleeping pills, it helps sometimes."

Michael smiled, and answered his phone, only to hear Birkoff going crazy at the other end of the line. He tried to calm his friend, but didn't succeed.

"Birkoff, slow down…I can't understand what you're saying. What happened?"

"Michael…this is bad…Schwartz changed the location last minute, it's somewhere out of town…some villa. Percy doesn't know yet. Can you please come over?"

"I'll be there in 10…try and get the intel on the security system of the place until I get there."

By the time Nikita came back with the coffee she found Michael already dressed up and ready to go. She was ready to make a joke, but stopped when she saw that Michael didn't look happy at all.

"What's wrong hun? What did Birkoff say?"

"We have a problem love…Schwartz changed the location of the meeting last minute. It's now in some mansion outside the city…he doesn't want traces or witnesses of what he's about to do…I don't think we have enough time to set up a new plan for the mission, unless…"

"We do it through Division's official channels." Nikita said and her eyes lit up, "I wonder how Percy will feel about that, not that I care. Call Birkoff and tell him to inform Percy about the change in plans."

Nikita handed Michael his phone, and urged him to call Birkoff, he took her hand and got her to come closer, kissed her forehead and dialed:

"Birkoff…go work with Percy and make them a plan with all the info he has on the villa and its placement. I'll be there shortly, and you try and finish with them by then," Michael puts his phone in his pocket and kisses Nikita's hand," I guess I'll see you tonight."

"You most definitely will see me tonight, and if you behave I might have a surprise for you."

"You know how I feel about surprises…promise me you'll stay as far away from him as possible, please love."

"Michael, let's not go there again, I don't want to fight with you now."

"And I don't want you ending up in front of a car again; this is way more serious than London. And the two of you are coming together, he's your date?"

"For God's sake babe, what brought this on? Did Percy's comment about Owen upset you? Are you jealous? Michael, you don't have to be, you know where my heart is…maybe Percy was just testing you, he always suspected about us in the past…you'll be there too, and I always feel safe with you around."

"Yes I'll be there, but I won't be able to do anything, God…I'm still Division, if he goes crazy again, I'll have to kill him. And don't even try to talk me out of this."

"No, you won't have to…Owen is not your enemy anymore, we need to learn to work together."

"I'm not promising anything, and I still believe he's hiding something," Michael said in a stern voice, kissed her and left; Nikita smiled, took her phone from the table and dialed Owen's number:

"Owen, I need you here for yesterday, that means you had to be here 5 minutes ago. Hurry up, we have a problem."


A/N- you guys, who's excited for the TCA? Raise your hands...lol...I know I am, that's why I decided to finish this chapter earlier just in case.

so next chappy will start with the party, and I wanted to try something, those who review, will get a sneak peek from the next chapter, k?

see you soon

xoxo

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