When he came to he could hear Nikita's screams. They echoed through his head, his heart and burned into his soul. He began going crazy trying to get out of that room. He couldn't do it, but he kept screaming her name.
When Nikita heard Michael's voice she decided to stop giving in to the pain. She just closed her eyes and listened to his voice. When she stopped screaming they decided that was enough for right now. That they could let her sit it out for a while so that when they got her the next time that she will not be able to keep such control..
Something that Nikita did not know was when she quit screaming Michael thought that they had killed her. He got up in the corner of the room and stared into oblivion. When all of a sudden the door opened and they dropped Nikita on the floor and left. Michael jumped up and ran to her. As he turned her over he heard her moan. He then lifted her up into his arms and went back to the corner that he was sitting in. He laid her down with her head in his lap. He then began to check out her injuries. She had burn marks on her in several places and a few cuts. Not too deep but you could tell that they had been very painful. She had been beaten severely and her face was bloody and bruised.
After about ten minutes she opened her eyes.
"Hello honey, I am back. Miss me?" Nikita knew that she had to do something. Michael had tears in his eyes and so did she. If she didn't do something soon then they would not be able to keep them from falling and this was something that she wasn't going to Operations see.
"Nikita, I'm sorry that I was not able to protect you. I am so sorry." Michael said as he held her close.
"They knocked you out with a tranquilizer. It is not your fault. There was nothing you could do."
Michael heard someone at the door. He knew that they were more that likely coming back for Nikita, but they grabbed him instead. He was relieved. They took him to a small room and strapped him to a chair. They had it to where he could not even turn his head. Something was bothering him. They had tied him up and left. Moments later his worst nightmare came true. There was Nikita being dragged in between the two large men. They hung her in front of him and began to beat her. Michael put on his mask and did not show any emotion. The only sign that Nikita could see was the tears in his eyes. Nikita knew that if he did not block himself from this that he would go crazy, but he did not break eye contact the whole time.
Nikita didn't say a thing. She didn't even let out a whimper even when she felt one of her ribs being broken. They continued to beat her until she passed out. Then they allowed Michael to carry her back towards room. They had told him that if he tried anything that they would shoot them both. Michael started to turn around so that maybe they would shoot and kill them both. That way Nikita would not hurt anymore. Right as he was about to turn around he heard Nikita moan. He decided that he was going to get her out of here one way or another.
Michael laid Nikita down and looked at her face. It was covered with blood. Her hair was stained so red with blood he didn't know if he would ever be able to see her beautiful blonde tresses again. She would not make it much longer.
BACK AT SECTION ONE
Birkoff was trying to run a program and for some reason or another when he decided to check some of the transmissions. He went through several when he did indeed find one in use. It was Operations. No one was suppose to be transmitting anything at this point. Just as he was about to sever the connection he heard Nikita's name.
He listened for a second before he heard about what was going on with Michael and Nikita. He picked up the phone an asked Madeline to rush down there as fast as she could and not to tell Operations. She knew that something was wrong when she heard the sound of his voice. As Madeline got down there he showed her what was going on she said, "You find out where they are. I am going to call the Agency."
Birkoff had to check several things because the transmission had been rerouted so many times, but for a genius like Birkoff it did not take him long.
Birkoff and Walter grabbed their guns and headed out. They couldn't send anyone else because they did not know who could and who couldn't be trusted.
Nikita was in Michael's arms once again when they heard someone opening the door. Michael stood up refusing to let them near her. The man knocked him down and aimed the gun a Nikita. Michael saw this and quickly threw his body over her. As soon as he had done that he heard the shots ring out and then the man leaving the room. He felt as each one entered his body. He then rolled off of Nikita. That was when he saw that the bullets had went right through his body into hers. "Nikita! Nikita!" He called out to her weakly. She no longer would answer him.
He knew that this was the end so he pulled himself over to Nikita and put his arms over her. He kissed her and then whispered in her ear. "Even in death I will never leave you." He then welcomed the darkness as it came to take him to join his beloved Nikita.
After a few minutes of gunfire Birkoff and Walter entered the room that Michael and Nikita were in. Birkoff had to look away. They were both lying in a pool of blood. Michael was tightly pressed up to Nikita.
He had protected her till the end.
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Before entering the building Birkoff had thought to call Medical and have them be on their way out here. After they found Nikita and Michael they wished that it would get there a little faster. After the initial shock of seeing them like this Walter ran over to them. He checked Michael first and he had a pulse but it was very weak. He then checked Nikita and she had no heartbeat and no pulse. As he turned her over he saw a line of blood run down her neck and run over her locket.. He closed his eyes for a second he began to do C. P. R. on her. It had been so long since he had done it he hoped that he still remembered how.
He worked on her for about three minutes when Medical showed up. Walter and Birkoff had killed every one of the men holding them. Once Medical took over they saw that she now had a heartbeat and a pulse. Walter had brought Nikita back. Michael and Nikita were taken straight to surgery as soon as they arrived. They both had internal bleeding.
Nikita's was a little bit more serious than Michael but the doctors were able to stop it and predicted to both be OK.
Madeline walked down to Medlab the next day. Michael had started to regain consciousness. He had to force his eyes to focus on the vision in front of him. All he could see was an outline. Before he could even say anything he had passed out again.
They had tried to put them in another room so that they would each have a little room. But every time that they took one of them away their pulse sped up and their breathing intensified and as soon as they would be put in the same room everything would be OK. So that is how they stayed. Together.
A couple of days later Michael was able to open his eyes and focus enough to see Nikita laying in a bed a few feet away from him. She was so pale. She looked as though he had been hit by a car. He tried to get up but when he tried to move further he felt that he was restrained. He began to try to get out of them.
Madeline was notified that he was trying to get up and she headed out the door on her way to Medlab. When she got there he was still pulling at them.
"Michael, The restraints were put on you for a reason. You need to stay in bed and rest. If you get up you could rip your stitches."
"I don't care about the damn stitches. Let me up so that I can see Nikita. Now!" Michael ordered. What he did not know was that He now had the authority to give orders. Madeline thought that would be better to wait to tell after Nikita had started to heal.
"I will let you up on one condition. You do not get out of this bed for any reason. You only leave when the doctor tells you that you can go and don't pull a gun on him like you did last time when he would not let you go. He would not come anywhere near you for over a month. I will push Nikita's bed over here beside you. But remember, Do not get up out of bed."
She pulled Nikita close to Michael and watched for a minute. She then noticed the wedding bands on their fingers. "Those are not the rings that Section uses." She thought to herself. She made a mental note to ask them about it when they were better.
As Michael lifted up so that he could see her. He could feel all the pain course through his body, but seeing Nikita's face made him forget all about his own pain. He reached down and kissed her on the lips. Her eyes began to flutter and she started to move a little bit. She opened her eyes and looked at Michael. "Where are we?"
He just looked at her. "We're home baby. We're home."
Both Nikita and Michael began to heal. Nikita still had some pain where she had her ribs broken. The gunshot wounds that were inflicted upon them were not as bad as they thought at first. But don't think that made it better. Michael was letting himself die so that he could stay with Nikita. That was something she would never forget.
They spent about three weeks in Medlab before they were released. Actually Michael was released four days earlier but he and not left the room. He stayed with Nikita. Partly because he didn't want to leave her and partly because she threatened to make it to where he would need Medlab again if he tried to leave. He stayed and talked to her, he kissed her. He showed her all the love he had to give.
After Nikita was released from Medlab her and Michael went to Madeline's office as she had requested. They didn't know what to expect but Michael was full ready to go after Operations. He was going to pay for this.
Madeline began to talk first. "I noticed that you have on wedding bands. Those are not the ones that we gave you to use. Where did they come from?"
Michael had not remembered the rings, but as Madeline pointed out to him he thought back to how they had gotten there rings back on. Right before the man had come in to shoot Nikita. Michael had pulled off the rings that Operations told them to wear and Michael put on there wedding bands and he kissed her and told her that it did not matter who saw them. He was proud of her and he wanted to show it.
"I bought them." Michael said. He looked at Nikita and put his hands on her shoulder before he finished. "We were married the day before the so called mission that Operations sent us on. We love each other and we will not let anyone split us up."
Michael's face never looked away from Madeline after he began to talk to her. He was waiting for her to stop him and say that he had no right to tell her what she could and could not do, but this never happened. She waited until he was finished before she began to speak.
"I have no say so on that matter. It is up to Operations. He is the only one that can OK this relationship."
The mere sound of the name Operations made them look at her with pure hatred. Although it was not aimed at her. She knew it to..
"Where is Operations?" Nikita said with a sarcastic tone.
"Right behind you." Both Nikita and Michael spun around and saw no one there. Then they looked back at Madeline.
"Madeline. There is no one behind us." Nikita said.
Madeline smiled and started to tell her once again. "I didn't say that he was right behind you and Michael. I said that he was right behind you. Michael is now taking over Operations place. Birkoff found the transmission that Operations was sending and called my attention to it. I called the Agency as Birkoff and Walter went out get you. All the Agency told me was that you were to become Operations and it was up to you to decide what is to be done with Paul. He is in the white room."
"Nikita and I need to talk to each other. We will be in my office."
Madeline walked out behind them. She looked one way and didn't see them. So she looked the other and saw them walking. So she called out to Michael. "Your office it this way now."
Both Michael and Nikita laughed a bit. This was going to take a lot of getting used to. Finally they made it to Michael's new office. There, They were able to talk alone.
"Nikita, It is up to you. How do you want me to handle him? I want him canceled, but I wanted to see if there was anything that would hurt him longer. You felt this coming. I know you know what we should do."
Nikita smiled. "I think I have an idea."
After leaving Nikita, Michael walked to the white room. Paul just sat there. "I know that I am going to be canceled so just go ahead and get it over with."
"Oh no. We're not going cancel you. We're going to demote you. You will start all over again. You will go through your two years and then we will see if you can handle the training. If after that you still are not any better. Trust me you will be canceled and I will be the one that does it."
Michael smiled and left the room. Nikita had a good idea. This will hurt a lot more that just canceling him.
After everything had calmed down Michael and Nikita got them a small house. They moved the things from their apartments. They had an argument about who's furniture was going to be used and who's wasn't. Finally they ended up with two couches three chair and four end tables... They decided to just keep Michael's bed. It was softer that Nikita's. They decided to have house warming party and they invited there family.
Walter, Birkoff and Madeline showed up. Walter held two gifts in his hand. Birkoff and Madeline also had gifts. Walter gave the smaller one of his to Nikita. She opened up the box to find flavored lip gloss. She then picked up a note that said, "Loved the kiss."
Nikita looked up at him. She knew that he was talking about when he did C. P. R. on her.
Nikita just laughed. Then she went to open the second gift from Walter. This on was slightly bigger. What she saw was a very beautiful wooden vase. Just about a minute later the door bell chimes. Nikita got up and went to get it. There at the door was a delivery man with a dozen red roses. With a note inclosed. "I love you, Nikita.. Love, your devoted husband, Michael."
She went and put the roses into the vase that Walter had given her. Madeline was the next to give her present. She had gotten her a beautiful silk comforter for their bed. Last but now least Birkoff went to give them their present. He handed them a video tape. Walter was hoping it was something with scantly dressed women on it. Birkoff wasn't giving any hints and wouldn't tell anyone what was on it. So Michael went and popped the video and pushed play. What came on the TV was Paul the previous Operations doing exercises. He would nearly collapse after only about an hour, but the funniest part was when he was working on his fighting.
The trainer swept his feet out from under him. He just sat there and looked towards Michael in the observatory of his office and said a few choice words that do not need to mentioned. Everyone had a good laugh about it. The next day everything went back to order. Michael and Nikita kept their personal life out of view of others.. She would stay by him. Madeline still worked at her job but was now showing Nikita how to do it. Because she says one day soon Nikita would be in her place.
Nikita had gotten to a point in her life that she had thought that it was not worth living anymore. She was ready to end it all because she said that it was hopeless. That she did not have the energy to keep fighting Section. She soon learned that nothing is beyond hope. In one month Nikita's life went from the deepest misery to the most happiness she had ever felt. After everyone had left Nikita and Michael were in bed when she heard his voice say, "I love you Nikita.."
"I love you too. I'll love you forever." She said then she snuggled up to his chest where they fell into the most serene sleep that either of them had ever had and no one else was ever be able to tear their love apart again.
THE END
(A. N. Well, That's the end. I hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think of it.
Thanks goes out to Chele, I'm glad you like it. Please let me know what you think of this chapter as well. Yea. You always have to watch out for Operations when he looks like he is doing something good.