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"So, do you really want to bring in Owen in all of this?" Birkhoff said to Michael "I thought you didn't enjoy his company."
Nikita couldn't help laughing, "Yeah, that's one way to put it."
"I have to say that he's not so bad after all. He's a big asset, especially now. We can at least try to find him to see if he has managed to get off the regiment."
"Well aren't you magnanimous today" Nikita said to Michael while she cleared off the breakfast table.
"Okay, back to the plan" Birkhoff said. "On the upcoming six months we're going to try to locate the remaining black boxes and oversight members, so basically do a lot of technical work. Nikita will be doing field work on half time".
Michael sighed, he didn't really approve of this part, but trying to convince Nikita to stay home was almost an impossible task. Her theory was "As long I can hold a gun I can be a resource" But he had managed to make a deal with her; no field work after she had past the first five months of her pregnancy. He convinced her that after five months she would definitely show and enemies wouldn't hesitate to go after her "weak spot". Luckly, Nikita realized this as well and accepted the fact; the field wasn't a good place for her or the baby.
"Okay," Birkhoff continued "And when the baby comes?"
"We're going to do everything in our power to protect and love this baby" Nikita and Michael said in unison.
"And in the future?" Birkhoff continued
"We will wait and see; we can't plan years ahead. Things change, people change. We might have other circumstances and so on." Michael said while helping Nikita to clear the last plates off the table.
"I can't wait to have a little toddler crawling around on these floors" Birkhoff said and excitedly clapped his hands. Nikita and Michael both smiled at their friend.
"Of course you can't wait" Nikita said "You will finally have an equal friend to play with"
"What? I can actually teach this baby one or two things." Birkhoff wailed, slightly offended.
"Sure you can, but one nerd in this family is enough" Nikita laughed "Michael and I will be responsible for the teaching part, but you can still play with the baby" Nikita said.
"Oh no, I'm not going to play with this child if you're going to teach it martial art stuff. It will certainly kick my ass at the age of two..." Birkhoff joked "Do you realize how kickass this baby is going to be? It's like we have created a monster, we took DNA from the two most lethal persons in the world and combined it to one little monster. And then everyone will be after this little person and we are its three guardians that are trying to protect it from the evil world" Birkhoff said, his voice filled with excitement that only sci-fi lovers had.
Nikita and Michael started to laugh "We're not living in your fictional world now, and you didn't create anything" Nikita said and stroked her stomach lovingly.
"I actually gave you the time and space to create it, so I take credit for it as well, you know. You should thank me" Birkhoff said, the jokingly tone never leaving his voice.
Nikita smiled, realizing that for the first time in a long period, they were actually being relaxed and cheerful and for once not worrying about life threatening situations. The feeling was delightful.
Michael cleared his throat"We are really thankful, maybe not for the last part but we are lucky to have you. Thanks once again for doing this"
"Wait, wait, wait, did Michael just say that you guys were lucky to have me? I have to ask you to repeat that again so I can record it, let me just get my video camera." The young nerd said with a smirk.
"You won't get that luxury I'm afraid" Nikita said while Michael rolled his eyes.
"Alright then, back to Owen" Birkhoff said "do you have any clue where he's hiding?"
"I'm guessing in Russia, he did mention something about a box that might be located in that area." Nikita said and jumped up on the kitchen counter.
"Well, that easy. Searching through all Russian territory shouldn't take more than… a couple of millenniums…" Birkhoff said with his usual sarcastic tone.
"I'm guessing Moscow or St Petersburg; he said something about a trace leading that way" Michael said.
"So we're going to Russia then." Birkhoff said with a hopeful smile.
"Nikita and I, Birkhoff, not you" Michael said matter-of-factly.
Birkhoff sighed, disappointed "I figured" he said "But that's okay, I'm not sure if I could handle a trip with you two lovebirds anyway." He brushed it off like if it wasn't a big deal.
"I'll bring you a souvenir, nerd. I promise" Nikita said, kissing his cheek; something she didn't do very often "Now, we need flight tickets" Nikita said and looked directly at Birkhoff's computer across the room.
"Yeah,Yeah… I'm on it" he sighed again.
Nikita went on "We'll also need new…"
"…Gears," Michael finished her sentence.
Nikita beamed "Michael, you know which one I want, don't you?" she said with a very seductive tone.
"Of course" Michael said. Nikita had been staring at the same weapon for weeks now; the new G11. It was completely outstanding on the market. "I will get it for you" he said and kissed her forehead.
Birkhoff cleared his throat "Excuse me, but with what money are you planning on using to buy it? For once I know which weapon you are talking about. It's supposed to be this millennium's best and, I also know that it's this millennium's most expensive."
"For god's sake Birkhoff, give the pregnant woman what she wants" Michael said and chuckled.
"So, I pay for you flight to Russia, but I can't go. I pay for the coolest weapon in the world, but I don't get to use it. How's that fair to me?" He asked crossing his arms like a spoiled child.
"Birkhoff, the way I see it, it's an early Christmas present" she said and looked down at her little bump, caressing it carefully. "It's for this little fellow's best."
"Really Nikita? Using your unborn baby as a way to get a weapon? I didn't expect that from you." Birkhoff said and sighed. The three of them knew Birkhoff wouldn't deny a gift to Nikita; she was like his big sister.
"So, it's a yes then?" She asked excitedly.
"We'll see. Michael, are you coming with me? It's your turn to buy….milk..." Birkhoff said and moved towards the door.
"Yes I know" Michael answered and exchanged a glance with Nikita. They all knew that it had nothing to do with the milk. Birkhoff buying weapons by himself was not a good idea.
Michael kissed Nikita gently on the lips. "Don't worry" he whispered in her ear, "I will convince him"
"I head that" Birkhoff yelled before he shut the front door.
-x-
Alex took in a shaky breath, trying to calm her nerves. She was having mixed feeling about this mission, and the fact it was almost a mission impossible didn't help either.
She knew three against one was almost an impossible task; there was no way she could get the box and get out of there unharmed if she had to fight the three of them. She then changed her plan; she would get in, get the box and get out, before any of them could see her.
It was the only reasonable way to do it.
She started to structure a plan to trick all of them out of the house so she could get in. But she didn't have to think that long before her prayers were answered. She watched Michael and Birkhoff leave the house an hour after she had arrived.
This was too easy.
She could enter the house and get the box without Nikita noticing. And if she had to, taking down Nikita alone would be easier than taking the three of them.
"This will work" she thought to herself "Ithasto work"
She struggled a bit to get down from the mountain; she knew where all the security details were placed and tried to avoid them as best as she could.
Feeling a little more confident, Alex approached the house. She had a new plan, and if she could perform it correctly she would get the box and leave without a scratch; and definitely without making any contact with Nikita.
She knew if she saw her former Sensei, she might not be able to do it.
Taking another deep breath, she sneaked in very discreetly through Michael's and Nikita's bedroom window. That is, if you could call it a window; it was more like a gigantic glass wall.
She smiled, recognizing the familiar traces of her former trainer in the room. Nikita had a thing for big windows but this time she had overdone herself.
She started to look in Nikita's and Michael's huge walking in closet; though it seemed more like Nikita's huge walking closet. Michael had one shelf in the corner to the left with his clothes. Nikita had at least fifteen selves with trousers, shirts and underwear. Then, there were the dresses; she had about 30 different gala dresses and 30 more cocktail dresses.
Alex that had a big fashion interest, and couldn't help herself; she stopped for a second to admire this fashion paradise. However she snapped out of it rather quickly when she heard Nikita moving in the living room. She continued her search through the bedroom.
Not finding anything, she continued on to Birkhoff's bedroom, and there the quest was harder than she thought; she was behind schedule and the only way to find the box before Michael and Birkhoff returned was to make contact with Nikita.
She made her way out to the living room where she thought Nikita would be, but she was nowhere to be seen.
Then she heard a voice behind her
"Looking for this?" a familiar voice asked her.
Alex turned around and saw Nikita holding the box in her right hand.
"Nikita, I don't want any trouble, I just want the box then I'm out of here." Alex said, trying to keep her tone cool, but her voice failed her miserably.
"So, you broke in to my house and asked nicely if you could have my black box? Ohh my, why don't you just ring the doorbell next time?" the older agent asked, her words covered in sarcasm.
"I don't want to fight you. You can make this the easy way, or the hard way, your decision" Alex voice was shaking and the young Russian worried Nikita would notice how conflicted she was.
"Not any trouble? You don't want to fight me? Why don't you drop the little act now? I'm guessing you are here without backup, and we both know why. I'm the only person that can help you. I bet that you really didn't expect having to do favors for Division when you decided to join them." Nikita said angrily. Deep down, she was disappointed Alex had gone through such a dark path in her life after all Nikita had taught her.
"I'm not working with them, I'm using them to get to what I want" Alex hissed. She didn't want to hurt Nikita and she was getting nervous her plan wasn't working as she'd expected.
"The thought that they are using you never occurred to you? Tell me Alex, how many times have you got the opportunity to do what you want, calls your own shots?" Nikita asked.
"Not many, I admit it. But whose fault is that? Yours, you stopped me." Alex chided, she was getting more and more frustrated with herself.
"No Alex, I tried to stop you from doing things that I know you'll regret it later on. You are doing Division's dirty work right now. Using and harming innocent people to get what you want, living only to get your revenge"
"Excuse me, is this Nikita talking? That's exactly what you have been doing for the last five years. You used me, and I was innocent." Alex spat at her, defensively; all her pent up emotion stirring inside of her.
She knew she was about to break down.
Alex took a few steps towards Nikita "Enough said, give me that box" she tried to sound imposing but it came out more like a plea.
"Alex, you don't need to do this" Nikita's voice softened as she tried to reason with the young girl "You can't live the rest of your life seeking revenge. It's not worth it"
Alex shuddered "Shut up" she said, her voice thick with tears she didn't want Nikita to see.
"Alex, it's okay" Nikita said approaching the girl with caution. Alex was shaking and Nikita could see how torn and conflicted she really was.
Even at the age of nineteen, Nikita knew that deep down Alex was still just a kid. A kid who just wanted a family. And with that, Nikita's overprotective instinct kicked in. She wanted nothing more than to comfort the girl who had grown to mean so much to her.
"Stay away for me. I mean it Nikita, I don't want to hurt you, but I will fight you if you come any closer" Alex warned, her voice nearly breaking.
"Alex come on. It doesn't have to be this way. I can help you, like we did before, remember?" Nikita gave her a small smile, remembering the days when they were partners.
Alex closed her eyes "Stop it" she pleaded.
"It's true Alex" Nikita's soft voice assured her, as she inched closer to the girl.
"STOP IT, I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT" she screamed "Stay away from me. I don't wanna do this. Any of this"
Alex's mind was twirling, a rush of mixed feelings running through her. Nikita was making it so much harder that Alex could not bear listening to her anymore.
Nikita was about to open her mouth again but Alex interrupted her by directing a punch towards Nikita's stomach. Nikita blocked and backed.
"No!" Nikita said with a voice Alex hadn't heard before, it was threatening. But Alex ignored it and started to spar with Nikita, only to be blocked over and over again. After a few minutes of Alex attacking and Nikita blocking it started to get quite frustrating for Alex.
Nikita didn't fight back.
She didn't really wanted to hurt Nikita, but she was so tired of being used, of being lied to, she was so tired of everything that all she wanted was to feel something;anything.
Even if it was physical pain. She was so frustrated with everything she just wanted it to be over.
"Fight back you coward, why won't you me fight back" Alex screamed in frustration.
Words she regretted a few seconds later, when Nikita easily caught Alex's fist and quickly spun her around, managing to lock Alex down on the floor.
"This is why I won't fight back" Nikita said in desperation, as she reached after Alex wrist. Alex didn't understand what she was doing and tried to pull away but Nikita's grip just tightened. Her hand was dragged towards Nikita's stomach.
"What the hell is she doing?" Alex thought.
And just then her hand touched Nikita's developing baby bump.
So, what do you think of the story? Is it something I should add? I may be a little out of character here and there, I know. Michael and Nikita aren't this "crazy in love" and "all over each other" (or actually I think they are but we don't get to see any of it, lol") but I like to think that "the baby" really changed them.
And one more thing, how do you think Alex should react? I have this plan but I would like to know what you guys think. Give me some advice because I love it ;). And how am I doing grammatically? Were you able to read it? Give Rosaliethropp som extra cred because she really adds something special to this story. She helped me a lot with the last part!
Review, review and the next chapter will be here sooner ;)