Okay guys, so here's the next chapter for this installment. It didn't really turn out how I wanted it to but I'm going to post it anyway. I'm also wanting to do one for Birkhoff and one for Sonya, although I'm not sure what to write. Please send me ideas! As always let me know what you think. ENJOY!

I stepped out of the car and walked down the driveway. Fishing the key out of my purse I took the 4 steps up to the front door. I stepped into the house and placed my keys on the side table. As soon as I walked into the living room I could tell something was wrong. But I didn't know what. Everything was the same, the furniture, the appliances, the pictures on the wall. I know what had happened. I traveled out to the backyard and walked towards the dock. I saw his body floating their in the water.

"Daniel," I breathed tensely.

I hated reliving this nightmare, it was always the same. I knew the only way I would wake up was to keep walking through the back yard and along the long dock that lead down to the water. I made it to the edge of the water and looked down. A paused for a moment, everything had been the same up until this point. But looking down at Daniels body something was different. He was always wearing his swim shorts and a white t-shirt, not a suit like he was now. He hated suits, he would never in a million years wear one.

I pulled his body out of the water. Gently placing him on the wooden planks of the deck I carefully flipped him over, when I did I felt as if I was about to be sick. I was staring down at, not the face of Daniel, but that of Michael, my Michael. His face was cold and lifeless. My instincts kicked in and I immediately began CPR.

"Come on, Michael. Michael please don't do this to me." I pleaded.

After a few minutes with no change my tired arms dropped at my sides. I laid my head down on his chest and cried.

"Michael, Michael please wake up. Michael. MICHAEL!" I yelled furiously shaking him.

I heard footsteps behind me and turned around. Looking up I saw Ryan standing with his hands in his pockets and Owen standing behind him, both of them wore emotionless expressions as they looked down at me.

"I'm sorry Nikita. It has to be like this." Ryan told me, his voice as emotionless as his face.

"No, no, no." I continued. This couldn't be true!

Michael was lying in bed when he heard Nikita whine slightly. He was about to wake her up but after waiting a few seconds and her seeming to drift back to sleep, he closed his eyes again.

"Michael." she said gently. Michael was starting to sit up when she started crying.

"Michael! Michael NO!" She started thrashing around in the bed,

Michael sat up and turned to face her, putting his arms around her. "Nikita! Nikita wake up. It's okay!" he said to her.

Nikita shot up and looked turned to face Michael. Her breathing was heavy and she had tears running down her cheeks.

"Shh. It's okay." Michael said wrapping his arms around her as she cried into his chest. After a few minutes Michael turned on the bedside lamp.

"Nikita. What was that nightmare about?" he asked. Nikita didn't respond, instead she ran her hand over his face, she needed reassurance that he was actually there. Michael frowned slightly at her and brought his own hand up to cover hers.

"It was you," she said quietly. Playing with the engagement ring that was now on her finger.

"What are you talking about?" he asked. Nikita sobbed slightly and looked at him in the eyes.

"Instead of Daniel it was you, and I was to late. I couldn't save you." she finished. Michael felt his heartbreak. He knew what she had gone through when Daniel died. It was the same thing he had gone through when Elizabeth had died.

"Nikita, it's okay. I'm right here." he said. He pulled her head into his chest and kissed her forehead. He rocked her slightly, as she calmed down. The was a quick knock on the door before Ryan walked into the room.

"Hey, I heard Nikita screaming. Is she okay?" he asked Michael. Michael nodded.

"Yeah, she just had a nightmare is all." he explained.

Nikita looked up and as soon as she saw Ryan she tensed and moved back, covering Michael as best she could. Both men have her a strange look and Ryan walked out the door, giving the couple some space.

"Nikita what was that? Ryan just wanted to make sure you were okay and you looked at though you were about to grab your gun off the table." he said confused.

"It was nothing." Nikita said shifting positions so that she could rest her head on Michael's chest listening to the steady beat of his heart.

"Come on Nikita. I know you well enough to know when you're not telling me everything. What's wrong?" he said pushing some hair off her face.

"Michael please just let it go." Nikita said. Michael did as she asked him and went to bed thinking that maybe he would never know what had bothered her so much.

"Nikita, you know I can't do that. Come on. What happened?"

Nikita breathed deeply, she knew she wouldn't be able to hide it from Michael. "Ryan, he was the one who had you killed. I couldn't-. I couldn't stop him." Nikita said sadly.

"Nikita, it was just a nightmare. You know Ryan wouldn't do that."

Nikita stopped him "I never thought Owen would do something like that either! But he did!" Nikita yelled pulling away from him.

Michael put his hands up in surrender. "Listen, what Owen did-, he was under orders. People do a lot of things under orders. That doesn't make them a bad person. You and I know that better then anyone." Michael pointed out.

Nikita immediately relaxed and nodded her head. She had to admit, he had an excellent point. But she didn't know if him saying that was going to change anything. Nikita took a deep breathe and tried to calm herself.

"Are you going to be okay to go back to sleep?" Michael said. He knew that once you had a nightmare it was hard to go to sleep for fear that it would return once you closed your eyes.

Nikita nodded slightly. "Yeah, I should be fine. Thank you Michael." Nikita said cuddling up to him and resting her head on his chest.

Michael wrapped his arms around her shoulder. "Anytime." He said with a small smile. "I love you." Michael said as he kissed the top of her head.

"I love you too." Nikita whispered, kissing his chest as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

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