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Amanda watched the footage. Amateurish, but it could be what was advertised. Percy and Alexandra appeared to be almost chummy. Her eyes took in the background. "Institutional paint. Colors evocative of a Communist era facility." She considered her options carefully. Alexandra would no doubt expect her to locate Percy at some point and try to liberate him to take the leverage away. She would make extraction costly. Amanda slowly paced after she rose closing the laptop.

A knock sounded at her office door. "Come in," Amanda called.

Alex strolled in and joined her, moving to a lovely antique chair. She sat down and looked up at Amanda. "You rang?"

Amanda smiled. "I just wanted to touch base Alexandra. It's been a while."

Alex sighed. "Nothing new in research & development at Zetrov though I am tracking down a few financial black holes yet." She crossed her legs. "Black boxes going boom left and right, Percy enjoying his vacation... was there something you wanted to bring up?"

Amanda stroked her fingers over her closed lap top and smiled. "No. I don't suppose so, Alexandra." Her eyes shot to the door as Michael popped his head in after a quick tapping on the frame. "Michael? What can I do for you?"

His eyes darted between the two women. "There has been... did you know about an alternate training program?" He frowned and stepped in closer. "One maybe using elementary age children." His face was stormy. It reflected his struggle with what he was learning Division was capable of.

Alexandra stood and stared at Amanda. "Seriously?" She knew that she shouldn't be surprised by Micheal's statement, but somehow she was.

Michael's face darkened further as Amanda continued to look at him with a thoughtful stare. "I brought in a young child. She fought like a Division recruit. She has a tracker, though not on the primary rolls. I need you to access the Director level files and tell me what the hell is going on."

Amanda nodded. "Very well Michael." She paced out followed by Michael.

"Coup or big boom." Alexandra frowned as she reflected. "Deep satisfaction in an even deeper crater." She pulled out the phone that had been doing a message vibration for the last couple of minutes. She listened to her messages. "Renegotiation? What the..." She left the facility and headed for her car. She was tired of being confused. She hit speed dial. "Pick up!" She frowned as Chihiro's cell phone went straight to voice mail. "What the hell? Call me back." She hit end and looked up another number. "Hi... Nikita? I'm coming by... I think Chihiro's finally lost her damned mind."

Nikita frowned as she crossed her arms. She looked at Alex with concern. "No. I have no idea what Chihiro is thinking. She was supposed to bring Birkhoff here."

Alexandra paced slowly. Where was Chihiro and Birkhoff? What could Chihiro be thinking? She pulled out her phone and pressed speed dial. "Shit. It's still going straight to her voice mail, Nikita."

Nikita gripped Alex's shoulder. She drew the younger woman against her sliding her hand against Alex's stomach. "Relax. Chihiro's a little... unorthodox, but she has a good head on her shoulders. Let's trust her. We'll hear from her as soon as she climbs out of whatever bottle the nerd drove her into."

Alexandra barked out a laugh. "I can imagine that. Birkhoff would drive me up a tree in no time." She smiled as Nikita's lips brushed the side of her throat. "Mmm. I love when you do that... You have no idea how much I've missed you."

Nikita turned the other woman and kissed her deeply. "I love you Alex."

"And I you." Alexandra moved in closer. "I can't wait another minute. Make love to me Nikita." The desperation in her voice spoke volumes to Nikita.

"Please," she whispered.

Nikita's eyes darkened as they roamed over the other woman. "I've been waiting to hear that." She tangled fingers in Alex's and drew her to the side of the bed. She quickly pulled off her shirt and moaned as Alexandra's lips traced over her collar bone. "Let's get that off," Nikita whispered, working her fingers down the buttons of Alex's shirt. She slid fingers through brunette hair and down the sides of her neck, as her hands slid beneath the collar of the plaid button down, pushing it open and then off at the sides. Kissing gently over her shoulder, Nikita moved her deeper into the mattress.

Alex gasped loudly when she felt Nikita's cool, smooth hands take the clasp of the bra and unsnap it, throwing it carelessly to the carpet. The older woman's thumbs slid between black lace panties and warm skin, sending goose bumps down her legs. Alexandra shivered at the touch. She closed her warm blue eyes anticipating Nikita's next move.

Alex had missed everything about the other woman. The smell of alluring perfume that was uniquely Nikita, the touch of deft fingers skidding over her skin, the taste of warm lips consuming her. She wanted to be worthy of Nikita. She wanted to be worthy of it all. Thoughts of what she had done with Amanda plagued her with every new kiss. Images of their deeds flashed over and over in her mind. The guilt of hurting the woman she loved for the act of revenge was no longer acceptable to Zatarra. She would find another way. Yes, she would... or she would leave the path of vengeance behind altogether.

"You mean more to me than having my revenge." she blurted out.

Nikita pulled back. "I know."

"You mean more to me than anything. I will never do anything like that again. I'm so-"

"Don't... I know. It's already forgiven." Nikita kissed and licked the nape of her neck, making her whine, before her lips nibbled at hot, flushed skin. Alex breathed slowly, with great effort, trying desperately to control herself. She wasn't doing a very good job.

Nikita smiled knowing that she held Alexandra spell bound. She loved every minute of it. Pushing Alex onto her back, she straddled her, running finger nails slowly down her chest. Nikita was thankful that Chihiro and Birkhoff were elsewhere. She had a lot of missing time to make up for... and it was going to be a very long night.