Disclaimer- Don't own it and I never will.

Cracks

Nika woke in the morning to find 47's arms embracing her, and his warm breath tickling at her ear. She sat up slowly, confused at this sudden break in his iron resolve. 47 said nothing, just removed his arms and left to stand by the window.

"You'd better start packing" a crack of pale morning light illuminated his face, throwing the tattoo on the back of his head into shadow. "I'm taking you back to the vineyard today."

"What if I don't want to go?" Nika crossed her arms obnoxiously and 47 turned to fix her with an impatient stare.

"Start packing."

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AN/ I really do apologise for the shortness. Please review!!!