Michael and Nikita spent the night talking about the way they wanted their lives to turn out. Michael said that he wanted to spend his life with Nikita. He wanted to get her as far away from Section as he possibly could, a place that they could never be found. What Nikita wanted was to be able to get away from Section and have a family. She wanted to be with Michael forever. They didn't know if these were wishes of something that would one day come true. Or if they were fantasies of something that they would never have.
They drifted off the sleep and the next morning she was feeling a little bit better. They took their time getting ready to go into Section. They did not want to be there but they knew that they had no choice. Michael had to catch up on some paperwork while Nikita went to talk to Birkoff. He was at the desk that she was beginning to think that he never left. He was munching on some brownies. Nikita walked up to see what he was doing. That was when she saw the brownies. She eased over to them without Birkoff seeing, swiped one and ate it without him ever realizing it. After all, she was trained to be devious and tricky. The brownies were delicious too. Right about the time she put it in her mouth he turned around.
"Hey wait one minute. I had four brownies just a minute ago. Now there are only three. Where is it Nikita?" She shrugged her shoulders.
"What was that?" He asked. He wanted her to open her mouth but she wouldn't.
Finally Nikita swallowed a very big mouthful of food after only a couple of chews.
"You took my brownie, you thief."
"Prove it." Nikita said.
"All right, I will, Smile." She smiled real big but kept her mouth closed.
"Show some teeth Nikita."
When she did he could see the last remnants of his lost brownie.
"You can mess with a lot of things but not my food." Nikita looked at him with little puppy dog eyes while she stuck out her bottom lip until he finally gave up. "All right, you can have one more and that is it, but you owe me."
Nikita smiled and grabbed another as she sat down in a chair and pulled it over in beside Birkoff. Section was not very busy that morning so he was playing video games. Nikita was amazed. Even with video games this guy was a genius. She sat and watched him win game after game. She then peeked up to look towards Michael's office and saw him staring at her.
She smiled and blew him a kiss. He smiled and went back to what he was doing. Birkoff was still into his video game when he heard Madeline come up behind him. Nikita jerked around to see Birkoff looking at a screen with all sorts of figures on it. Nikita thought about it for a second and looked over at Birkoff. "That was pretty slick, Slick."
"Nikita, Can you come to my office for a minute?" Madeline said.
She followed Madeline into her office they sat down. "So what do you need to talk to me about?" Nikita said
"I just wanted to see how everything is going with you and Michael. How has he been acting?"
"He is back to normal if that is what you mean. He is just fine. I don't think that there are any lasting effects of the brainwashing."
"That is real good. How are you feeling? Are you still hurting anywhere? I know that it has been over a month since the incident but are you having any lingering problems?"
"I actually feel quite good." She got up to leave, but first she turned back to Madeline. "Madeline. Thank you for the concern." She smiled and left.
"Nikita, I don't know of anything that is happening so you and Michael take a couple days off, but this time stay at your apartment and if you leave, take your cell phone. If we need you we will call you. Have fun."
Madeline was pleased with herself. She had sent them on vacation so they could work out what had happened to them and from the look of everything it worked.
MICHAEL'S OFFICE
Michael was trying to type out his report on the computer, but he really wasn't paying very much attention to what he was doing. When he looked down he saw what he had written on the screen:
Nikita went into the west corner. Nikita moved toward the western most stairwells. Nikita, Nikita, Nikita.
Her name was all over the report. The funny thing was that she was not even on that particular mission. He let out a sigh. "I know what your mind is on." He smiled and leaned back.
When Nikita came from Madeline's office she went to Walter. She sat and talked with him for a while to see what he was doing and if he knew of missions that where coming. When he told her that he did not know of any missions coming up she was happy. She did not feel like going anywhere right now, but just a few minutes later she was running away from him and across Section. She ran to a little bathroom right past Michael's office. He had his head down and did not see her go in, but he heard Walter call to him from his doorway.
"Michael, something is wrong with Nikita. I think you need to check on her."
Michael got up immediately and walked to the door of the room. He could hear that she was throwing up. When he was able to get the door open she was down on the floor with her back against the wall. She was sick. So he picked her up and carried her to his office and put her on his couch.
She moaned from the sick feeling in her stomach. Michael walked to her and kissed her on the forehead. "What do you think is making you sick?"
"Birkoff has poisoned me with those brownies. He knew which ones I was going to steal. Either that or I am suffering from a sugar overdose." She said with all little laugh.
He stroked her hair and talked to her until she went to sleep. When she woke up about two hours later she felt about 100% better. "It must have been the brownies. I feel fine now."
"I am glad. You were beginning to worry me."
She smiled at his concern and sat up. She watched him finish his work before they were to leave. They couldn't wait till they got home. He wanted to hold her and never let her go and she just wanted to be held, nothing more but nothing less. They left within the hour. As they walked out the door Walter saw them and walked up to them.
"How are you feeling Sugar?"
"I'm fine. Don't worry. I guess I will see you in a little while. We will be off a few more days. It seems as though nothing is going on." She blew him a kiss and left.
For the next couple of days she was sick off and on. She could not figure out what was wrong but she hoped that it would go away soon. After the fourth day she had an idea what it was. She was looking at the calendar and counted. She had realized that her little monthly friend was over two weeks late for their visit. Nikita decided to go and buy a pregnancy test.
She took the test and watched it for a result. She had only been sitting there for about a minute but to her it seemed like an hour. After about another minute she opened her eyes to see two little blue lines on the stick. She went back and read the directions again. (If two lines appear in the second square this indicates a positive result.) She looked back at the test then back of the directions. Then back at the stick and back at the directions. She did so about four times.
That was about the time she hit the floor. A couple of minutes later she opened her eyes to see that she was indeed on the bathroom floor. She had to think of how to tell Michael. She wanted to think of some good way to tell him, but first she had to go and make sure that she was indeed pregnant. So she went the next day to the doctors. The doctor's test said the same thing. She had the results now. How would she go about this with Michael?
The next day she had come up with an idea and had to wait until he went back to Section or to the store or where ever. After he left she went to the grocery store and then came back home.
As Michael walked into the apartment that evening Nikita told him to go to the bathroom and wash up for dinner. "I already sound like a mother." She said to herself.
As Michael was in the bathroom he looked over and saw a bottle of baby shampoo. He thought Nikita was just trying something new on her hair. Then he walked back to the table. Nikita knew that he did not get the hint so she went on with her plan. She had made 'baby back ribs' and 'baby limas' with little baby 'corns' and a few other things. So she decided to go on with the grand finale'.
"Michael. I got you a present today."
"Really, what is it?" He asked.
"You will have to open it and see." she said.
She watched as he opened the wrapping paper and stare at the contents. Then he looked up to her. Then he held up a tiny shirt that said, "I love my daddy"
"Nikita, Does this mean what I think it means?"
"Yes it does. I found out for sure yesterday, but I wanted to think of the right way to tell you. How do you feel about it?"
"What do you mean how do I feel? I am happy, Very, very happy."
Nikita jumped up into his arms. She then turned back to him and said, "I was beginning to think that you were never going to get the hint. You did not say anything about the shampoo. You didn't say anything about my theme dinner. The shirt was my last hope." She laughed.
"How far along are you?"
"The doctors are not real sure. He is going to do an ultrasound next week, but he thinks about two and a half to three months. We will know for sure soon though."
"Are you scared?" Michael asked.
"A little, I don't want our baby to be brought up in Section."
"I know, but I will promise you something. I will never let anything happen to you or our baby."
"Let's keep it a secret for a while. I don't want to tell them yet. Let's keep it our secret a little while longer."
"You don't have anything to worry about from me."
"Michael."
"Yes."
"Do we have anymore ice cream sandwiches left?"
"I do think I can find a few." He laughed as he got up to get one.
They went to bed but neither one of them could go to sleep. Nikita started to get up.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"I'm hungry. I'm going to make me a bologna and cheese sandwich. You want one?"
"You lay back down I will go make them." She smiled and lay back down.
"Can you put some ketchup on that?" He made a face and then nodded.
Just as he started to walk towards the kitchen she would call him back, First for Ketchup then for ranch dressing then for a pickle and then for an ice cream sandwich. Of course she only ate about half, but she ate about half of everything. Once she had eaten this she went on to sleep.
She put her back up close to Michael. His body fitted just perfectly behind hers and his arm with went over and that is the way they slept all night.
Thanks goes to Sierra Windfire for getting me back on my feet with the good reviews. I wouldn't have started back on this without a little inspiration.