I drove around for a few hours, not knowing really where to go. I didn't feel like going back to my apartment. I decided to park in and alley to think. It was dirty and smell like ass, but it was dark and quiet, unlike my apartment building. I had just finished talking to Percy and told him I would help. I won't, I'll get the black boxes. I think. I don't know what to think. I know I don't own Percy anything, I never did. I didn't owe him nothing, but know I'm helping Nikita?
I want to. I want it to be like it was, to be best friends- with benefits, even though we never did anything but kiss. I want to trust her, and for her to trust me.
Before I left Division, I told Birkoff to stop the sweeps. As to why? No one would ever find him. I let Nikita have that shot. When I threw the gun at her feet, she knew that was me telling her it was her call. I still double-crossed her, but she got her justice. She shot him, for me. He deserved it.
Now as for Nikita. I stared at the sky and made myself stay seated. I wanted to run to her and tell she was right, always was. But I had to think it through, know I could trust her, but trust was built over time and I know she had earned myne time and time again, even when we were on opposing sides. I had to let my heart control me for once, and not my head. My head kept saying to get back into my car and drive home, just forget about this. Stay with Division, Nikita was to big of a risk.
My heart said: Get up walk the block, open her door, which she should really start locking, and tell her anything I needed too. She is worth risk, she is what I want, what I need.
I needed to go to my safe place, the one with the shot computer. The one bed. The floor mats and itty-bitty boutique. The one with Nikita.
I got up and dusted off my pants. I started walking. I passed men and women holding hands, men and women with kids, men and women on the phone, then I got to the loft. My heart started to race a bit. I was nervous. What would she say? Think? Do? Only one way to find out. I walked up the steps and pressed down the bar to let the latch release. The door swung open without a noise, I let go of the bar as I stepped inside. As I pause there, I heard typing noises, so she had new computer. I let the door slam shut and walked down the stairs. I just saw Nikita turning to face me as I reached the bottom step. I saw her back go rigid as she tensed, she slowly turned around. As she saw it was me, she got up and slowly walked toward me.
"You were right." I said, in a hushed tone.
"No." She whispered, which puzzled me. She walked closer
"Yeah, you were right. If I just listened to you 5 years ago, things could've been different." I said, still in hushed tones. Her eyes were wide, just trying to read me.
"Things will be different." She said as she turned away from me. She could mean many things by that, but I just wanted to stay here, with her. As she turned away from me, I felt sad. I didn't want this conversation, or this, us, to be over. I walked up to her again, my stride as confident as the look in my eyes. I carefully, but sternly, turned her to face me. Her eyes got wide. Before she had a chance to talk, I pulled her to me and let my lips rest on hers, she deepened it, then I did. I felt fireworks go off, shivers spiraled down my body. Our breath hitched and I picked her up, we, or rather I, backed ourselves up into a wall. We stayed there for a couple of minutes then backed away as we landed on her bed, it felt right. Dare I even say it, perfect.
You can guess what happened next.
So what did you guys think of the new episode? XoXo- PoetWITHOUTaCaus P.s. 10 reviews for a new flashback chapter! If you want one, anyway. . . . .
1) new episode was fricken amazing, love love love LOVE the ending!
2) next episode: Michael without a shirt! ;)
3) Owens back. And apparently causing trouble.
4) what did/do you guys think of the promo/next episode?