Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the show. Reviews are appreciated! I know this is a shorter chapter, but I feel like it ended where it should. So I'm glad a lot of you have recommended Agents of SHIELD and CW's Beauty and the Beast, because those are both shows I love. I'll think about potential story lines and let you know what I decide! This story will probably end in the next couple chapters.
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Michael POV:
My hand clenches into a fist. Alex places a hand on my shoulder. "We can't blow our cover," she says.
"We need to communicate with her," I whisper to Alex.
"Attention all bidders, the bidding will start momentarily," a voice says through the intercom.
"Michael, look," Alex tells me and points to the speakers in Nikita's room. "If we can somehow get into the intercom, we can talk to Nikita," I continue.
"We can fight our way in. I count 4 men. We can take them," I explain to her.
"We can't be rash," she replies. "If we try to fight our way out, our covers will be blown," she tells me.
"We can fire a bullet. Let everyone panic and grab Nikita in the process. Alex, I need you to trust me," I tell her. "Just follow my lead, and we will be fine," I reassure her. She nods.
I take Alex's arm and lead her to the booth. She punches the man and we fight our way to the intercom. I grab it and say "The only way to save me, is to save yourself." Nikita doesn't react. I say it again.
Nikita POV:
I am laying there lost in my thoughts when a voice comes over the intercom. "The only way to save me, is to save yourself." A sharp pain goes through my head. I squeeze my eyes shut and everything comes rushing back. I cry out in pain. I remember Amanda's voice in my head. I remember the hallucinations. I remember getting trading myself for Michael.
"Oh my god," I whisper.
"Nikita!" Michael and Alex run in.
"Michael, I'm so sorry..." I whisper. Tears falling and streaming down my face. I try to stand, but my body feels like it weighs 1000 pounds.I fall into his arms, and he carries me out. I fall into the darkness. I awaken, as we are reaching the house. We arrive, and Michael carries me down the hall. I see a closed room where Amanda is undoubtedly being held. I tumble out of his arms. I grab Michael's gun and push him out of my way. I shoot the door knob and open the door. I stumble into the room.
"Nikita, you look terrible." she says. I point the gun at her.
"Nikita, don't do this," Michael tells me.
"She's not worth it," Alex adds in.
"She doesn't deserve to live," I say. I shoot her in the stomach, twice. She gasps for air, as the blood fills her lungs.
"W-why?" she chokes out.
"You deserved it," I whisper, breathing hard. Alex feels for a pulse.
"She's dead," Alex says, hardly believing it herself. I pass out, and once again, he catches me.