Thank you so much for your kind reviews. A lot of love goes to Rosaliethropps today, you are my hero ;). So, I'm going to continue as long as you want me to... Please comment and say how I'm doing and if you understand/ don't understand what I'm writing. It should be a lot easier now since Rosaliethropps took an extra look at it, (she's a super kind human being and everyone should read her mikitastories: .net/u/2461675/RosalieThropp
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"Not again" he fumbled through his drawer after the earplugs and sighed. Birkhoff lived in a house with two horny teenagers, or at least it seemed that way sometimes. He used to sleep in the bedroom besides them but moved to another room across the house after the first night they'd spent there. He could think of it as live-porn-audio, but then he realized who were the people doing it, he felt a little disturbed. The worst part was that in most relationships the "horny phase" would pass.
But no, no, no. Michael and Nikita were going through the "horny phase" since the beginning of time. He couldn't even count how many times he had cleaned up after those two, how many times they thought that they found a "clear spot"; inside division's walls, in hotel rooms, on missions. He sighed and thought back on the good old days.
-x-
"Lovely just lovely, I'm going to lose another night of sleep on Saturday" he murmured to himself when he saw the schedule of upcoming missions.
"Michael and Nikita, Operation Eagle Dawn—Croatia, supervision: Birkhoff, no backup"
And he was right, Saturday came and Michael and Nikita finished the mission in record time.
They elevator doors had barely closed when they started…She roughly slammed him against the wall and started to kiss him fiercely. What she didn't notice was the mirror that hung on the wall behind them, which fell down with a loud crash. Birkhoff rolled his eyes, it was one thing that they couldn't wait until they reached their hotel room, but it was unbelievable how they just had to make things harder for him by destroy things as well. And they didn't even bother to turn off the coms.
"Guys, guys, guys, really knock it off! " He shouted, but the two agents just ignored him "Can't you at least avoid destroying things and wait until you reach your hotel room? Or at least have the decency to turn off your coms? I have to clean up all this after you, please make my job easier. And you know what? It wouldn't hurt if you guys showed some appreciation for me doing all of this. You have no idea how much material I have… I could make a feature film and then turn it in to Percy and…."
Michael growled. "Birkhoff, shut up. Really, not the time" he said while pushing Nikita in to the instrument board of buttons. Every single one was pressed and an annoying beeping started.
Nikita let out a small giggle and Michael continued to kiss her down her neck.
She reached for the "stop button" on her left side.
"No, no, no not in the elevator" Birkhoff groaned in dissatisfaction.
The elevator stopped with a thud "Birkhoff, we appreciate you and stuff, but now is time for you to turn off that com… and the camera" Nikita said, almost breathless.
"Oh Jesus Christ, guys. No way that you are doing it in the elevator." Michael pulled of his shirt and continued to unzip Nikita's pants.
"Or you are." Birkhoff said. He started to panic because they undressed faster than a blink, "turn off button, turn off button, where are you?" He murmured to himself.
He finally found it turned off the camera and the coms right in time... This was going to be a long night.
-x-
Now that they were outside Division his job was much simpler. He could take a walk when he didn't manage to cope with their touches or looks, and he didn't have to clean up after them all the time. He kind of liked this life. For once, Michael and Nikita actually lived a life high on love and not only revenge. He was happy for his friends; that was all he could wish for them. But they couldn't find the balance of happiness and revenge; either it was too much hate and revenge or too much love and happiness... And right now they were two passionate people.
And then again he knew what was contributing for their happiness was right now. They were trying to keep it a secret, but it was pretty obvious, he wasn't blind. For the last two weeks Nikita's belly had grown quite a bit; and so did her boobs. Her eating habits had changed as well, and instead of small tight tops, she started wearing big loose ones. Every now and then when she thought nobody was looking, she'd pull her shirt up to study her stomach. It was quite obvious; both Michael and Nikita were glowing, they had this "aura" around them, like their own little universe or a happiness bubble. For once they didn't just talk missions every single minute. They were more relaxed than ever, laughing and teasing each other.
In their world nothing but themselves existed. He knew that he had to put an end to this, they couldn't keep on living like this, and they needed to create a future for this child. He wondered when reality would strike them.
Well… apparently not today, he thought and pulled a pillow over his head.
-x-
Michael felt guilty for not telling Birkhoff just yet, but he also knew Birkhoff wasn't dumb. He knew Birkhoff knew, they just hadn't spoken the actual words yet; those words were still unspoken to everyone but to themselves.
They thought that this was their liability, so they kept it as their joined little secret. They thought the dangerous words should remained unspoken for everyone but to themselves. Even though they did trust Birkhoff, they wanted to figure everything out first; they wanted to have a structured plan.
But their plan was almost complete and Birkhoff would eventually become a part of it. They knew they had to speak the words, and Birkhoff would be the first one to hear them because not only Michael and Nikita trusted him, but also because he was their best chance to get out of this mess alive.
Michael also knew how lucky he was to wake up with his soul mate besides him every day; he never wanted this to end. He opened his eyes to admire the beauty that was lying beside him; though besides him wasn't the right word. They had a tendency to get tangled up; in the sheets, with their arms and legs. She breathed softly and calmly while he just watched her sleep for a while. Her long beautiful hair was fanned over their pillow, like a halo over her head; her lips were parted and a drop of drool slowly fell down her chin. He couldn't help himself; he had to touch her face. He reached out and slowly caressed her chin.
"How long have you been staring at me" she asked with a sleepy voice.
"Not long" he said and pulled her closer against him; if it was even possible for them to get closer.
"What time is it?" She asked burying her face in his chest; Nikita didn't really care for the answer, time didn't matter for her as long as Michael was by her side.
"It's the time to get up" he said with a chuckle.
"Yeah, I guess you are right." She lazily got up from the bed and tried to find a robe. She was completely naked and the sun reflected every inch of her body; she was glowing more than usual. He stared at her body and un-shamelessly studied her petite figure as she danced around their bedroom.
Feeling his gaze on her, she stopped for a second, blushing slightly "What are you looking at" she asked with a smile, "Never seen a naked woman before?"
He rolled his eyes and laughed.
-x-
Half an hour later, they were both dressed and ready to join Birkhoff for breakfast.
"Good morning guys"
"Hi nerd, slept well?" Nikita asked with a smirk while she opened the refrigerator to take out her fruit salad.
"Yeah, this time I almost managed to find a pair of earplugs in time" Birkhoff said with a hint of sarcasm.
Michael rolled his eyes, "You are too dramatic"
"Really? Am I? 'Cause you know, you guys aren't really that subtle about it…You guys aren't subtle at all. About anything, for that matter. Seriously guys, I l knoweverything" he emphasized.
Michael and Nikita exchanged glances as Birkhoff continued.
"Okay, here it goes: Someone needs to take you two down to earth again, it's been four weeks since we found the last box and we didn't even begin to search for the next one. We are running against the clock here, and the clock is catching up with us, which means time is running out, and you two are too busy playing "happy family" instead of trying to get the next one. If Amanda finds the next box before us, we are doomed" Nikita sighed and Michael rubbed comforting circles on her back "I know that what you guys are doing seems nice and comfy now. And not to mention, Nikita can't be out in the field for like, the next nine months. So it's only you Michael… And if you want a safe future for your child we have to get started now, as in seriously now. You had your vacation-bubble-happiness-bliss-thingy, but you need to get back to reality now. For all of us, and especially for your child".
He stopped for a second to catch his breath; and suddenly felt guilty for bursting their happiness bubble, but he was only doing it because her cared.
He felt relieved when Michael and Nikita just smiled and looked at him with sympathy in their eyes.
Birkhoff sighed "It's not that I'm not happy for you guys, because I am. But you know, right now domestic bliss is not an option for any of us, and someone needed to break the bubble. And as much as I hate being the one to do so, I'm doing this because I want the best for this little child" he hung his head, feeling exhausted.
"Nerd" Nikita said and walked towards Birkhoff to hug her friend. "I love you, and I'm really touched that you care this much for us and for our child, but take deep breaths, nerd. We will figure this entire thing out" she said with a smile "And just for the record; we actually do have a plan and we aren't in denial" she winked at Michael "We know what's happening, but right now we choose to be "happy Michael and Nikita" instead of "worried Michael and Nikita". And right now I'm also starving, so let's talk about this over breakfast. We can tell you what we've been planning so far and how you are a part of it".
-x-
Alex knew she was close now, she'd found a spot on the mountain nearby so she had a clear view over the house and its full area. "Oh a beach house, how unique" she said to herself. She was there alone, no back up, no Division. She actually hadn't told Division that she had managed to find Nikita's location. Was it because she still cared for her old trainer and friend? No, it was more because she wanted to feel independent; she didn't serve anyone but herself.
Alex looked through the binocular, and there she was, eating breakfast with Michael and Birkhoff.
Nikita made things difficult. Alex felt a turmoil of emotions overtaking her; anger and pain spreading through her body when she saw Nikita. All Alex wanted to do was make Nikita feel just as bad as she'd felt. She wanted Nikita to feel exactly what she'd caused to Alex: pain.
Not physical pain, more like emotional. She definitely wanted revenge on Nikita, but today. Today she was after that little black box Nikita happened to possess.
"Nikita definitely made things more difficult" she murmured to herself and sighed.
This wasn't going to be easy.
I made a few changes as you might have noticed. Like M/N relationship inside division. I like it fluffy, but their lives will get harder soon. So, tell me what you think!