****** Here is the next chapter! Sorry it took so long. I've been pretty busy lately. I will try to post new chapters more frequently from now on :) ******

Chapter 11: The Plan

"No!" Birkhoff yelled, defeated, "I'm sorry man, if I would have warned you earlier-"

"It's alright Birkhoff," Michael forgave him, "No one could have seen this coming. Although we should have. She is Nikita after all."

"You got that right," Birkhoff agreed with a snort. "So what do we do?" He asked.

"First we find her," Michael said, "Do you have any intel on what Amanda's plans are with her?"

"No idea man," Birkhoff said apologetically, "I'm out. This little one blew my cover inside Division" he said, pointing at Ava. "I'm on the outside now, just like you."

"Well, luckily I put a tracker in her wedding ring," Michael explained, "So at the very least, we'll know where she is and if she's still alive. It monitors her pulse."

"Smart thinking Mike," Birkhoff praised him, "So when did you two tie the knot anyways?"

"About six months after was born," Michael answered, "Nikita wanted to wait until we were settled."

"Sounds like Niki," Birkhoff chuckled, "So what's our plan?"

"We follow Nikita's tracker, and go from there." Michael announced plainly.

"That sounds like a suicide mission, Mike." Birkhoff said.

"Well do you have any other idea? Losing Nikita is not an option!" Michael argued.

"I know that man, but think about it. Going in hot will just get us killed, and what are we supposed to do with this one in the meantime?" He asked, pointing at Ava.

"Wherever her tracker leads us, I'll go in by myself. You'll stay a few blocks away and monitor from the car with Ava." Michael offered.

"Oh, so now I'm the babysitter?" Birkhoff said annoyed.

"You're seriously complaining right now?" Michael said getting agitated.

"Relax buddy, I'll do it." Birkhoff assured him.

"Alright, let's get going then." Michael said.

"Where are we going, daddy?" Ava asked.

"We're going to get mommy, sweetie." Michael smiled at his daughter.

The scene switches back to Nikita.

After about twenty minutes tied up in the cramped, uncomfortable van, Nikita felt it jolt to a halt. We must be back at Division, Nikita thought. Although what she was about to walk into was almost certain death, she wasn't scared. She took solace in knowing that Ava was back safely with Michael. She hoped that he wouldn't do anything rash like try and storm Division, but knowing Michael, he probably would. Though that fact gave her a tiny smidgen of hope for escape, she didn't let herself feel it, because the chances of him succeeding were extremely low. Just then, the door swung open loudly and a bag was pulled over her head. She was led for about ten minutes before they finally stopped. They tied her to a chair and took off the bag. She knew exactly where she was. She was in the Interrogation room. She had tortured many a prisoner here. She shuddered at the memories. At that moment, Amanda came stalking into the room.

"Hello Nikita," she greeted coldly, "It's good to see you."

"Right back at you." Nikita spat back sarcastically.

"No need to be hostile," Amanda stated, "After all you're the one who asked to be here."

"You didn't leave me much choice," Nikita argued.

"True," Amanda admitted, "Although you always had the choice to run away again and never look back."

"You know I could never do that!" Nikita cried.

"Such a big heart Nikita," Amanda scolded, "It's going to be the death of you."

"So what," Nikita taunted her, "You gonna torture me now? Water? Fire? Knives? Bring it on. I came here ready to die."

"Oh no," Amanda laughed, "Torture and death would be much too merciful of me. You betrayed me, Nikita. I gave you gifts and you turned them around and used them against me. I have a very different future laid out for you."

"So what's your plan then?" Nikita questioned, faking boredom, "Because I'm getting a little tired of our recurring game of cat-and-mouse."

"You will stay here as Division's prisoner," Amanda announced, "And every day you will watch footage of your precious daughter and her father live their lives without you."

"You really think that's going to break me?" Nikita pressed haughtily.

"Oh no," Amanda smirked, "I expect that it will do much the opposite. It will fuel your strength and will power to fight back and rejoin your little family."

"So what's your end game then?" Nikita demanded, "What are you playing at?"

"Eventually, Michael will move on from you," Amanda began, "And when he does, just when he's put his life back together, started a new relationship, found a nice mother figure for Ava, only then will I return you to them, simply to have you killed right in front of them. The emotional turmoil of seeing you again will destroy Michael, and witnessing the death of the mother she barely knew will scar poor little Ava for life. Let's see how you live with that on your conscience, huh Nikita?"

"You're a monster!" Nikita roared at her, struggling in attempt to free herself from the restraints.

"Don't even try," Amanda scoffed, "It's reinforced steel."

"Why are you doing this?" Nikita asked, "It's not like you didn't replace us after we left. And there's plenty more where that came from with the bureau of prisons. Why is stopping Michael and I so important to you?"

"Because we gave you a new life, and you threw it away," Amanda breathed, almost emotional, "You don't deserve to just start over and forget about who made your continued existence possible!"

"Division is illegal, corrupt, and wrong," Nikita argued back, "You trained us how to infiltrate, seduce, spy and kill. How is that a better life?"

"You were serving your country," Amanda countered.

"Whatever you need to say, Amanda, not to let the guilt eat you alive. I know you must feel something about the kind of place you've been running." Nikita challenged.

"I'm quite proud of the work we've accomplished here, actually" Amanda smiled evilly.

"Well I'm glad," Nikita said sarcastically, "You can die happy now, because when I get out of here, and trust me I will, I will hunt you down and kill you. And then I will shut this place down for good!" Nikita promised strongly.

"I'd like to see you try," Amanda laughed. Just then, the alarm surrounded loudly throughout the entire facility. Amanda pressed the com in her ear. "What is it?" She asked Operations.

"There's been a perimeter breech, ma'am" Nikita heard. Amanda's face frowned.

"Told you Michael would be coming for me," Nikita smiled.

"This isn't over," Amanda said angrily before stalking out the room.