Chapter Twelve- Long night
Michael rushed to her side holding her hand trying to get her to awaken. All of a sudden she rose; she was in a compelling sweat and had a feverous temperature. Michael got up and went to get Nikita a glass of cold water with floating ice cubes. Returning to Nikita he slid back behind her in his previous position only instead of dressing her he replaced his old intentions to rubbing her shoulders and planting sweet, warm wet kisses on her neck. Her body had relaxed and she was moulded into Michaels body. Her hair in a loose bun. Michael reached over to the dark bedside table and handed Nikita the glass of water. After taking a few sips, she put the glass back on the bedside table and span her crossed legs round so she was facing a cautious Michael. He pulled the blanket from the back of her and placed it over their legs. He looked at her red face and pecked the slightly swollen bruise rewarded by Kyle.
"Nikita, I know you something is wrong. Please tell me" Michael had made sure she was relaxed before asking.
Nikita sighed she knew she couldn't keep anything from Michael and as far as she knew he wasn't keeping anything from her. Her eyes drifted down and when she looked up he eyes were fresh with tears.
"Michael, it's all my fault. If I was like any other normal person he would still be alive."
The tears I her eyes couldn't be held any longer as they ran Michael wiped them away and pulled her close.
"Nikita his death was not your fault don't you dare blame this on yourself" Michael started stroking her hair. "You heard what his man said about you and how his men reminded him of what he had done to other women he has no respect and had this coming. And if you were and ordinary girl six and a half years ago I wouldn't be holding you in my arms."
Nikita let out a weak chuckle before kissing his hand that was resting on her knee.
"Michael I had a nightmare" What Nikita was about to say was in complete confidence.
"I figured as much" Michael couldn't resist stating the obvious.
"I dreamt I was back in division only Percy, you and I were the main people Amanda wasn't there. Percy had told you to go on a mission and you came up to me and told me you were been forced to infiltrate a woman the main task was seduction but you told Percy no. That- you loved me. And weren't going to do it. He called me in his office with you and told me he could tell me who my family were and that I was closer to finding them then I thought. He had one condition" Nikita froze afraid to say what happened next but Michael was obliged to listen he wanted to find a solution. "He …He said I had to kill you to find out. You looked at me and told me to do it. I was shaking and then he said do it I turned to him and I had the gun aimed at his head and he said you wouldn't kill your own father now would you? The he said and for pointing the gun at me, the punishment is Michael's death." Nikita felt her heart suffocate and Michael just looked an emotionless expression lay on his face.
"Nikita you know I would never leave you and I'm pretty sure if your were Nikita Rose he wouldn't have had a death penalty on your head" Michael said reassuringly.
Nikita rolled her eyes and laughed he always knew what to dark haired woman sat back up pulling Michael up too.
"Think it's too late for food?" Michael asked at the wrong time but Nikita couldn't resist smiling.
"It's only 2am" She replied making Michael reveal a sad and so that's a yes look.
The couple stayed up all night talking about there past; like what happened in Division and how they always had a good connection.
That's when Michael admitted "The first time I saw you…"
Nikita interrupted with a snide but funny comment "I was naked and in a bed in a cold room with a really thin sheet"
"Yes, from that moment I walked in and you wrapped the cover around you ,then threatened to break my arms if I didn't leave you alone, I knew you were going to be a handful and were going to cause a lot of trouble"
"Well Mr Robinson, you have excellent judge of character" Nikita said this in a seductive voice which made Michael release a quiet moan and Nikita leant up and kissed him.
Michael was the only person that Nikita would willingly open up to and he knew this sometimes he could use it to his advantage and other times he could use it to help Nikita.
"Michael you know I don't talk about my 'childhood' much because I didn't have one but you never talk about yours why?" Nikita was intrigued to know more about him and she always has been his mysterious ways made her quiver with excitement when they had one of their talks.
"Ok. I'll make a deal you my beauty can ask me any questions about my childhood and I will answer and I get to know more about yours. Sounds fair"
"Deal, did you have any siblings?"
"I was suppose to have a brother but my father didn't want another version of me I think he said so he forced my mother to have an abortion"
"I'm so sorry I didn't know that" Nikita said gripping his hand tighter.
"Yeah, my father was an alcoholic sometimes he wasn't drunk but he used to mistreat women like Kyle did"
"That explains so much then" Nikita laughed "Sorry I shouldn't laugh. What was you favourite childhood memory?"
"I would have to say when my dad use to leave to go away on work me and my mom would watch T.V or go for walks on the beach. Okay My turn"
"Okay"
"How many foster homes were you put in?"
"8 or 9 you lose track after a while" Nikita tried to joke but Michael knew she hated this topic.
"Okay Nikita. Me, you and our future."
"Michael are you sure you don't want to go to sleep for a few hours instead of talking about our future and the good old days?" Nikita said looking at the clock to see it was seven in the morning.
"I have an idea of what we can do instead of sleep, are you ready?"
Nikita was daring to do anything so she agreed
"Let's go swimming!"
"Swimming?! Are you serious?"
"The pool opened at half six it will be fun and the sun is up" Michael said trying to persuade Nikita.
"Okay anything to make you gawk and thanks for changing me" She said pulling at his grey t-shirt. Nikita got up and turned to face Michael holding her hands out she pulled him up partly knowing he was really pushing himself up.
After an hour of swimming in the hotel's pool Michael and Nikita were in a lip lock as they rushed impatiently to the hotel room.
