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Nikita POV:
I wake up in a bed, an IV running through my arm. I sit up frantically thinking I'm still in the cell, or that I've been sold. I groan. "Hey, take it easy," Alex says.
"Alex?" I ask.
"Yeah, it's me. Michael's out right now, but he'll be back soon. You'll have some headaches, among other things, from the detox treatment. You'll feel weak as well, from both the detox and your bullet wound. It was slightly infected so we had to treat that," she explains. I nod, and lay back. "So do you want to talk about what happened?" she questions.
"There's nothing to talk about. Amanda messed with my head, Sean shot me, I relapsed and got high, I was almost sold, and then you saved me." I reply.
"Come on Nikita. I know you better than that. What happened to you was horrible. It's okay not to be okay," she says.
"I don't know Alex. I just… I guess I never thought I would relapse. I went through some pretty dark times, and had thoughts I hadn't had in a since before Division. When I was in that cell, waiting to be sold, I was actually ready to die. I wanted to die," I tell her.
"Well, I'm here for you. We all are," she replies.
"You have no idea how much that means to me," I say, smiling.
"Nikita," a voice says. I look at the door.
"Sean," I reply.
"Can I have a minute with her?" he asks Alex.
"Of course," Alex tells him. She stands and leaves. She kisses him on the way out.
"How are you feeling?" he asks me.
"Like I've been hit by a truck," I reply, with a small smile. "Can you help me sit up?" I ask.
"Of course," he responds, and helps me. "I need to apologize. My intention was never to hurt you. I just needed to stop you from running. The easiest was to do that was to shoot you. I'm sorry," he apologizes.
"It's okay. Honestly, I wasn't myself. You did what you had to do," I respond.
"Nikita!" another voice exclaims.
"Michael…" I say. He enters into the room.
"I'll give you some room," Sean says and leaves.
"Thank you. You know, for saving me," I tell him. He sits next to me on the bed.
"I would tear the world apart for you," he replies, and brushes a stray piece of hair behind my ear. There is an awkward silence.
"Michael, what happened between me and Sean...it was nothing. It was Amanda's screwed up programming," I explain.
"You don't have to explain. I know Amanda messed with your heads. It's not your fault," he responds.
"I love you. So much it hurts." I whisper. He pauses for a moment, and then our lips collide. Time stops and in the moment, it's just me and him. His hands travel to my face, and cup my cheeks. It feels like eternity, and then we finally break apart.
"I love you too," he responds.
"Ugh, I wish I could unsee that," someone says. I look up and smile.
"Nerd!" I exclaim. He comes over and hugs me.
"I'm glad you are okay," he says.
"We all are," Sonya adds, coming into the room. Alex and Sean come in as well.
"I have to thank all of you. You didn't give up on me. No matter what happened," I tell everyone.
"You would do the same for any of us," Alex responds. I smile. Michael takes my hand, and in that moment, everything was perfect.