"Calling in a Favor"
Chapter 2:
A/N #1: Thank you so much for those people who added this story to their alerts/favorites and to those that left me their awesome reviews. It really means a lot to me and I really appreciate it! I was a little worried since this is probably one of the first to cross these two fandoms together, so I was definitely nervous of how you'd take it. Very glad at the attention so thank you!
A/N #2: Let me just say that I'm really hating all this glitching action *sigh* Anyways so originally the first chapter included this portion too but I decided against it so there was no waiting involved for this chapter (unlike for my other stories) and I figured I'd post it now before the new Nikita episode and because I have my first final exam in less than a week so I should start focusing on that...now. Alright, I'll stop and let you get to the chapter...ENJOY!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Nikita. They belong to their respective owners (I thank them for creating them in the first place).
Full Summary: 2010: After Alex has another close call with her past, Nikita thinks it's time to get Alex out of Division's clutches, so she calls upon a few people she calls her family for some help. (Dean is 31, Sam & Nikita are 27, Alex is 19)
Supernatural Timeline: starts right after Episode #5.12 – 'Swap Meat'
Nikita Timeline: Episode #1.16 ('Echo')when Nikita makes plans to get Alex out, Amanda is interrogating a drugged Alex and Michael is suspicious of Alex/Nikita connection
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Roselle Park, New Jersey:
Michael finally pulled up to the address that was under Whitfield's name in the Division files. He still couldn't believe that Nikita was practically hiding under their noses. He approached the front door to only have the lock halting him in his mission to get inside. It took him a few minutes until he finally got inside. He slowly walked into the room with his hand behind his back just in case he needed his gun as he scanned the foyer before heading to the main room where he assumed Nikita's base of operations was set up.
He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of how simple a layout Nikita was living in; it was an efficient arrangement yet it somehow screamed Nikita as his eyes drifted around the room. His eyes immediately landed on the two crate-like boxes that were beside her desk, boxes he knew contained her weapons. He took fewer strides towards the boxes but he halted in his tracks when he realized he wasn't alone in the room as he heard a gun's safety click off.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A rough voice stated from the direction that Michael had arrived from and he silently cursed himself for not checking to see if he had passed anyone when he walked in. "I know you're packing so…disarm my friend. Slowly." His mysterious captor ordered before Michael slowly did as he was told; still not able to see who it was that had a gun aimed at him.
"Mind telling me who you are?" Michael questioned as he placed the last of his weapons on the floor before bringing his hands up in the air so that the guy could clearly see them.
There was a moment's pause, as if the guy had to think about it. "Nah, I'm good thanks." The other man stated in a snarky tone just before Michael had the courage to turn around and face his assailant.
At one point during this whole ordeal, Michael had thought that maybe his assailant might have been that new rogue agent that had been a former guardian for one of Percy's black boxes, Owen, but what Michael saw before him didn't match the photo attached to Owen Elliot's Division file. His captor was a guy with short dirty-blonde/light brown hair who stood tall in his 6ft1 stature as he stood in perfect form as the gun was aimed right at Michael's heart. His trained posture told Michael one thing, but the way his captor looked told another story as he was clad in dark jeans, combat books and a leather jacket as it appeared to cover a t-shirt that's underneath a button up shirt.
"But I do know that you're not supposed to be here." The man with the gun stated with a murderous glare directed at Michael which had the Division agent itching for his weapons again.
"And what, you are?" Michael questioned out of curiosity but he didn't like it when the murderous glare turned into one of mischief.
His captor smirked. "As a matter of fact…" Before he could finish, Michael felt a sharp pain in the back of his head before he blacked out. "…I am." His captor finished as he took in Michael's unconscious form before turning to his partner, who stood over Michael. "Nice timing Sammy, I'd thought he'd never shut." He stated with an amused expression as he took in their intruder's unconscious form.
Sam Winchester rolled his eyes as he tucked his gun back into his waistband of his jeans. While Michael's attention was on Dean, Sam had reemerged behind Michael, gun ready, after he had placed all his weapons on the floor. Sam didn't like the vibe he was getting from the 'intruder' and he had a feeling that the man he just knocked unconscious hadn't been here before.
"Whatever Dean but I have a bad feeling about him." Sam told his brother as he too tucked his gun away after putting the safety back on.
Dean gave his brother a questioning look. "Bad feeling as in our kind of bad?" He really hoped it wasn't their kind of problem, not with everything they've dealt with.
Sam shook his head. "No but what if he is with Division?" He questioned with worry laced in his voice for not just them but for Nikita too.
Dean rubbed a hand over his face before scratching his neck. "That can't be good." He stated before heading back towards Nikita's nightstand. "We need to cuff him."
Sam gave his brother an incredulous look as he started to ruffle through the drawers again. "With what? We don't carry…" Sam's jaw went slack when he saw Dean with two pairs of handcuffs in his hands as he held a victorious smirk on his face.
Dean chuckled as he placed them on the table before heading towards Michael's unconscious body. "Seems like Nikki is very prepared for any situation. Now help me carry him to the bed." He didn't have to ask twice for Sam's assistance as they carried Michael to Nikita's bed. Once they carefully dumped his body onto the mattress (he was still human for all they knew), Dean handed Sam one of the handcuffs as he took the other one so that he could cuff Michael's wrist to his side of the bed while Sam did the same on his side.
Once Sam was done, he reached inside his jacket for the flask of holy water that he always kept on him while Dean checked Michael's pockets. Sam sprinkled some water onto their hostage's skin and both hunters were both pleased yet worried that nothing happened; pleased that they weren't dealing with a demon possession yet worried because it made their Division theory more reasonable.
Dean finally found their hostage's wallet in the inside jacket pocket and he quickly grabbed it to check the ID inside. "His name is apparently Michael." He stated with the slight sneer to the name as it reminded him of who he was ultimately trying to evade.
Sam stalled in his movements, reeling the name through his mind for other information not involved with the other Michael, before putting the holy water flask away. "What if he's the same Michael that recruited her?" He questioned as Dean continued to riffle through Michael's wallet before he put it back to where he found it.
"Well he better not be because if he is, there is a bullet with his name on it in my gun." Dean angrily retorted back as he gritted his teeth before walking away from the bed and to the crates near Nikita's desk.
Sam sighed as it remained silent in the loft, minus the sounds that came from Dean as he was rummaging through the black crates that stored Nikita's weapons. Hoping that his brother had cooled down a bit now that he moved onto the second crate of weapons, the younger hunter spoke. "Dean, we can't just-"
Dean turned around abruptly, cutting Sam off while putting the weapon he was inspecting down in its original spot. "Can't what Sam? It's not our type of thing so we should just let it slide...?" He questioned as he gave his brother a dubious look. The older hunter couldn't believe how his brother wanted to do nothing.
Sam groaned. "She doesn't want us involved." He shot back with irritation laced in his voice.
"Yet here we are!" Dean exclaimed with a huff as his arms were spread out wide as if he was pointing out where they were at the moment. "Don't you want payback? They took her away from us, they kept her from us. Things could have turned out differently if she stayed with us!" Dean's anger grew as he listed each point off as his need to get back at Division for what they had done to his sister had increased ten-fold.
Sam shook his head as he took deep breaths, not wanting to loose his focus on their situation. "It wouldn't have mattered. Your trip to the past proved that when you tried to stop what happened to Mom." He pointed out to his brother, remembering Dean telling him about his trip to 1973 when he learned about their Mom's history with Azazel (the Yellow-Eyed Demon) and his attempts to stop her from creating a deal that resulted in her death ten years later, and changing their lives forever.
"It could have made a difference if Division hadn't taken her away." Dean growled out as he placed the blame on the corrupt government organization that took Nikita away from them and making her kill if she wanted to stay alive.
"What do you know about Division?" A groggy voice questioned as fiercely as it could causing the brothers' attention to whip around to Michael, who was slowly waking up.
Dean growled at the Division agent as that question alone confirmed their suspicions. "Enough to want me to rip you apart right now." He threatened and the hunter was quite pleased when he got the slight flinch in Michael's demeanor.
"Doesn't answer my question." Michael stated through gritted teeth as he raised one of his wrists to see where exactly he was handcuffed to. Perfect, just perfect. He mentally reprimanded himself before turning back to his captors, finally seeing his attacker for the first time. To his surprise, the one who knocked him unconscious earlier was a lot taller than he expected, 6ft4 maybe, which was odd since Michael hadn't heard him approaching him from behind before he was hit in the head. The taller man, who seemed to hold himself professional like the other man had earlier, had shaggy brown hair as he too was dressed in a more casual fashion of jeans, combat boots and a few layers underneath his simple jacket.
Dean scoffed. "Well good because you aren't getting shit from us, Michael." He sneered causing the agent's attention to snap to Dean.
Before Michael could even question how they knew his name, he noticed that their attention wasn't on him anymore but in the direction of the front door. Michael focused a bit more as the hunters took their positions like they had when Michael first arrived and it was then that he could hear the front door creak open followed by the sound of her voice, causing him to groan.
Nikita was home.
Nikita was just about to put her key into her lock when her cell phone rang. She sighed, not really wanting to answer it after the long day she's had with Gustav and his attempts to double cross her but then the rogue agent thought better of it just in case it was Alex checking in.
She glanced at the screen and sighed with relief when she saw Alex's name flashing. She immediately answered the call, not wanting to keep her recovering friend from waiting. "You okay? I was worried." She greeted Alex as she unlocked her door.
Nikita could hear Alex take a deep breath on the other line before she spoke. "Yeah, I'm okay. It was pretty scary for a little while there, which is why I wanted to talk to you. You know how you keep saying how I should get out…"
"Hmm." That was all Nikita could say because once she entered her main living area, her mind practically froze as she took in the scene before her; Michael handcuffed twice to her bed with a menacing glare directed at her. She could instantly tell that he wasn't pleased with his predicament but that was the least of her problems…what she was concerned with was who had gotten the drop on Michael and cuffed him to her bed. It was obvious to her that it wasn't just the two of them in her place.
Alex took note of Nikita's response, causing herself to hesitate in her reply. "I might be…starting to see your point. About getting out before it's too late. And you know that guy I was telling you about, Nathan...I think he might be in danger…because of me." She explained worriedly since Amanda's attempts to learn the truth about Alex's past really scared the Division mole.
Nikita gulped, never taking her eyes off of Michael. "Yeah. Things are definitely more complicated now. Why don't I call you back later and we could figure something out." She suggested to Alex, only to get a quick agreement before she ended the call.
"Ask me how I got here." Michael questioned with an irritated tone but something out of the corner of her eye caught her attention, preventing her from answering her former Division mentor. As she tilted her head slightly to the movement, she came face to face with none other than Sam Winchester and Nikita couldn't help the smile on her face and neither could Sam.
But before Nikita could greet Sam, another voice had interrupted her. "I think she has better things to worry about." Michael noticed how Nikita had tensed at the sound of the voice but she never broke her eye contact with Sam as the hunter could see the silent plea in her eyes, asking him to tell her that the voice did belong to who she thought was dead.
Michael noticed the taller man give Nikita a nod of encouragement before she slowly turned, briefly meeting Michael's eyes, before she came face to face with the owner of the voice. A gasp escaped from the rogue agent's lips, something Michael wasn't expecting, as she took in the smug smirk on his face as he slightly relaxed.
"You know, you really should tighten up the security around here, I mean anyone could break in here." He quipped as his eyes roamed around the room quickly, as if to make a point.
Nikita was in awe as she couldn't take her eyes off the man before her, something that Michael didn't like as he watched while he was still cuffed to her bed. "Dean."
Dean Winchester gave her a smile of his own, seeing her for the first time in six years. "Hey Nikki. Miss me?"
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A/N #3: Well, was it the person you had suspected? Was it the confrontation you were expecting? Sorry for the cliffhanger but I just couldn't resist. So please tell me in a review what you thought and what you think will happen next and how any of the characters are feeling or thinking at that moment because there is a cuffed up Division Agent, two Hunters and a Rogue Agent with one too many guests in her lair in this scene, so let me know what you think. Thanks again in advance!
A.N #4: That concludes that episode of Nikita so the next chapter will deal with stuff that we learned in last week's episode (#1.17 - 'Covenant'). Is anyone else excited for the new episodes these week for both fandoms? Owen returns and the Winchesters have to deal with Fate...I can't wait for either! =D
Originally Published: April 12, 2011