Having been stuck at home with everything going on, I watched all of Nikita again to help pass the time. I wondered what would happen if things didn't end there. Maybe happiness remained for a time, then suddenly, things changed.
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"Are you going to answer the phone or not? It's the second time in five minutes," Michael asked.
"Sure, if it is bothering you so much, grab it."
Nikita continued the yoga pose on the porch, her hands bending a leg backward to her head. She breathed in and out slowly, enjoying the serenity of waves crashing against the beach. Life settled down over the last few years, helping the families who needed it against the institutions holding them down, it all felt great.
Michael walked over from the couch, beer in hand. His eyes remained fixed on the butt of Nitika, his urges still as strong as ever. The phone continued to ring as he chugged the beer. He looked at the phone, no number. Startled, Michael answered the phone, not sure who had Nikita's number anymore. Their friends kept to themselves. Nikita watched the TV from time to time to get the latest updates on Alex, but even those stopped when she retreated from public life.
"Hello?" Michael said.
"Did you think this was over? Turn on the news…"
"Amanda?"
Michael spoke to an empty line, the caller hanging it. Nikita turned her head hearing the name spoken for the first time in years. She walked over, arms wrapping around Michael's waist.
"Having flashbacks again?" Nikita asked.
"No… Hand me the remote," Michael said.
Nikita strolled to the couch, casually grabbing the remote and walked back slowly. Michael couldn't stand the slowness, his mind racing about the call. His hands snatched the remote quickly, turning the TV on. Nikita glared at him, not sure what his problem was. He flipped through the channels in panic, turning the international news channel on.
Both of them turned to look, the headline turning their stomachs. Nikita buried her head into Michael's shoulder, his hands instinctively rubbing her back. He stared at the TV, resting his head against hers. They listened to the report on the television, helicopter video of the scene across all new channels.
No one knows the cause of the accident, reports indicate the caravan was attacked by multiple vehicles carrying armed men. Alexandra Udinov is in critical condition at an undisclosed hospital. Her bodyguard, Sam Matthews, who also goes by the name of Owen Elliot, remains at large following an explosion in the Udinov compound. An anonymous tip to the police led officers to find bomb material at his hotel with additional details currently being withheld from the public.
If you see this man, his photo recent from the last 48 hours, do not attempt to intervene and contact the authorities immediately. He is considered armed and dangerous.
Alex, in critical condition. All this was supposed to be over. How did Amanda get out of prison? The cell they kept her in was supposed to be impenetrable, multiple layers of security to even get the door open.
"She's free?" Nikita asked, her face trembling along with her hands.
"We leave in an hour. Alex cannot be alone."