Alex sat in her extravagant office. Her impassive blue eyes moving between Rachel's open file and the raven haired girl sitting across from her.

"So... How do you think this review is going to end?"

"I do not think that is up to me."

"It's not up to you... How are things going for you here?" Alexandra stood to her feet. Her steady gaze filling the recruit with anxiety.

"I'm sure my file tells you plenty," Rachel replied, twirling her finger in her hair.

"That is not what I asked, Rachel," she snapped, walking around her desk.

"I try to be my best, Ma'am," Rachel murmured.

"You are a rising star at Division. I'm pleased." The brunette leaned casually against the front of her enormous desk. "Keep up the good work." A warm smile suddenly replacing the formality of the review. "I will," Rachel nodded. "I guess that's all for now, Rachel. You are free to go." Rachel sprung to her feet. "Thank you for...well...everything, Alex." Rachel smiled as she strolled toward the door.

"Aren't you forgetting something, Rachel?" Alex slid toward her. "I didn't think so?" She brushed her fingers across Rachel's hair. Her body slowly pushing closer to the young recruit. She moved forward, wrapping her arms around her neck. Alexandra's eyes zoomed from the recruit's pale blue orbs to her luscious lips and back. She moved a hand to Rachel's hip and gently pulled their bodies together. The assassin bit her lip eagerly. "You forgot this." Her lips grazed over the younger woman's repeatedly before her tongue met her mouth. Her tongue was slow and massaging for minutes. "If we weren't inside Division right now... I'd rip your clothes off," Alex breathed, her lips becoming more possessive.

Her words hit Rachel hard. She wasn't sure if she wanted to believe her or not. What she was telling her went against everything she'd been brought up to believe in all her life. She was a church going, bible reading believer. She could see herself at first base, maybe even second, but never sliding into third with Alex or anyone else. It wasn't about sexuality, it was about marriage and love. It was about commitment and saving yourself for your one and only. She believed in it. It was corny to most people, she thought, but she wanted that one true forever kind of love. Anything less to Rachel was a sin. The deeper her feelings became for Alex, the more she wondered if Alexandra Udinov would some day be the one.

Alex trailed her slender fingers up the younger woman's taut abdomen. Rachel's breathing becoming more pronounced with every new sensation. "When you're an agent...on the outside...our fun can really begin." She whispered seductively between kisses. "Move me to the top of the list. Give me an assignment." The heiress traced light kisses over her neck; her teeth dragging and nipping. Rachel's stomach quivered as Alex moved her fingers higher. "I'm not sure you're ready." Rachel gasped as Alex's palm closed around her breast for the first time. "I'm ready. I'd do anything to be with you...please." Alex caressed her breast through the material of her gray sport's bra. Rachel moaning in her ear.

"I'll see what I can do."


The black SUV crawled up the snowy Colorado highway. Nikita gazed up from the map spread out across her lap. The beauty of the area warming her heart. The snow-cap mountains and the big blue sky seemed to stretch on forever. It's a winter wonderland. Alex would love this place. Her heart sank as memories of Alex played inside her mind. Fond memories of Alex's warm carefree smile and innocent blue eyes. Memories of a winter snowball fight that ended with Nikita pinning the younger woman to the cold snowy ground and kissing her thoroughly. Memories that left her beautiful dark eyes wet and her heart regretful for the mistakes she made with Alex. She cursed herself and then Amanda before pulling herself out of her reverie. Must focus on the mission. Nikita sighed, wiping a stray tear from her eye before putting on her dark sunglasses.

The snow covered green sign with white letters read: Fraser CITY LIMITS Elev 8550 FT and just beneath the sign another reading: Leaving Planet Earth. Micheal smiled over at Nikita who read the sign out loud. "Kind of romantic," he whispered. "Kinda,"she smiled back.

Night fell on the snow covered cabin. The silhouette of a man just behind the curtains moved in and out of view. The small team of Division agents crawled through the heavy snow surrounding the small log cabin. The team leader lifted his binoculars to his face. "Ops, we have visual on the target." Alexandra stood shoulder to shoulder with Amanda in the middle of operations listening. "Confirm target." The agent tugged his phone from his pocket. A picture of Glazkov stared back at him from the screen. "Confirmed. We have eyes on Dmity Glazkov now." Amanda's eyes darkened. "Gogol is going to owe us big for this one, Alex," Amanda whispered into the brunette's ear. "Alpha Team, you have the green light. Proceed," Alex ordered. "Radio silence until it's over," Amanda added. "Copy that."

Micheal and Nikita moved in from opposite positions. They stealthily made their way through the thick snow, picking off the four man Division team one by one. The fight nearly effortless until Nikita reached the sniper just about to take the kill shot. Hearing her approach, he dropped the rifle rolling. He swept his leg toward her ankles. Nikita's back hitting the snow before she flipped up recovering. They exchanged a few fast punches and kicks; her knee coming up to meet his groin. He groaned, doubling over before she delivered the final kick to his face. Micheal cursed under his breath as he attempted to run toward her position. His boots crunching and sinking down into the thick Colorado snow. "Nicely done," he grinned. Nikita smiled at him. "Now to rub it in their faces," she chuckled. Nikita bent down swiping the comm from the agent's ear.

"Amanda, Is this the best your churning out at Division these days? I expected more of a fight." Amanda's eyes widened at the sound of Nikita's voice. "Nikita," Alex snarled. "Alex, I'm a little surprised that I didn't find you here when I arrived. Pity, I thought maybe you would enjoy revisiting our last snowball fight here in the icebox of the nation." Alex anxiously ran her fingers through her hair. "Next time...count on it." She paced back and forth in the middle of operations. A memory of her winter snowball fight with Nikita flashing through her mind. "I'd like to stay and chat, but I have a Russian scientist with valuable Intel to deliver to the United Nations. Amanda fumed at Nikita's words. "This isn't over, Nikita. Do you hear me?" Her voice loud and threatening. "Look at that. We finally agree on something, Amanda," Nikita replied, tossing the comm in the snow.