Sorry, I was busy and couldn't find any time through out the week to work on this chaptrer. But this chapter and the little bit of homework I had was I all I did this weekend. So hope you enjoy!
Oh and also anyone who is a Sean needs to go see The Vow. Why? Well you'll have to see it to find out. LOL
Once again: enjoy...
Alex held her throbbing head as she got to her feet. Everything was all blurry and she had no idea where she was. Her vision slowly started to clear up and she saw that she was in a dark area, it was cold also; "ware house?" she thought to herself. She noticed a rip on her dress and saw that the wig she wearing earlier was on the floor. She was just about to reach for it when the door flew open. Before she knew it, two big men were holding her down. "Relax boys," she heard a man say, "Let's make our guest comfortable." Alex was forced to sit on a rickety old chair while the men tied her wrists to the arms of it.
"What do you want with me?" she asked her captor.
Her captor chuckled as he came into her view, "Well it's simple," he started, "I just want answers from a women I met a few years ago and last night I believed you were that women."
Alex looked right into the old man's gray eyes and wondered, "Then why am I still here?"
One of the men pulled her hair and jerked her head back and answered, "We're not done with you yet."
The old man waved his hand and the man released Alex's hair. "You see, you looked so much like the women I met the last time I was in America. But you asked for drugs, so I realized that you weren't her but somebody wanted you to look like her to get my attention. So what's your name?"
Alex smirked, after working with Nikita she knew that this was no normal integration. Her captor wanted to know about her so then he could break her easier, and she wasn't going to let him do that. "Tell me yours first then I'll tell you mine sweet cheeks."
"But you already know who I am," he replied, "Tristan Rodgers."
"You're right I did know that," Alex answered, "I just wanted to make sure you were going to be a gentleman like the fake image that you've set up for yourself."
"You still haven't told me your name sugar," Tristan added, "so why don't you tell me before I make them get it out of you."
"Why you already know honey bun. The name's Josephine." Alex smirked. Tristan looked annoyed so she added, "What's the matter, you don't remember me?"
Tristan nodded at the men, who yanked Alex's head back before he sat down in front of her. "Now I know for a fact that you're not her. Now tell me your name." Alex stayed silent as Tristan delivered the first blow, "TELL ME YOUR NAME!"
"You want to know my name?" Alex asked, "Its Alex, happy?"
"Now that's better. Why don't you tell me why you were at the benefit last night trying so desperately to get my attention?" Tristan added calming down.
Alex smirked as she replied, "Simple, I was there to kill you."
Tristan laughed, "I'm untouchable, no one can kill me."
"Really then how come it took you five years to bring your business to the states after your last try?" Alex wondered.
One of the men behind her pulled her head back and said, "The boss asks the questions."
"No it's ok, it's ok," Tristan added, "What do you know about what happened five years ago?"
"All I know is that Josephine, the women I'm pretending to be, did something to stop you from expanding and now you apparently want revenge," Alex answered, "and as you know I'm not her, so you should let me go."
Tristan laughed, "No way in hell. Boys that's all for today, we'll do more tomorrow." He got up and walked out, the men started to follow him, but first they untied Alex from the chair and tied her arms above her head to pole.
"After hanging like this for the night you'll probably want to give Mr. Rodgers some answers tomorrow, otherwise it'll only get worse sweet cheeks," One of the nameless men said.
"Thanks I'll keep that in mind," Alex answered before spitting on his shoes, "You don't scare me."
The man slapped her before replying, "You don't have to be scared of me bitch, that's what Mr. Rodgers is here for." The man then left leaving Alex to sit there in utter boredom.
"I want all surveillance footage from last night," Amanda ordered inside operations, "the sooner we find where Rodgers went, the sooner we find Alex."
Operatives clicked away rampantly while Sean observed. He was going to on the save team whether Amanda liked it or not. He wanted to find Alex as much as Amanda wanted too, only he had other plans. He knew there was a chance Alex was still working with Nikita, which meant that Nikita would try to help Alex also. If he had the chance to take Nikita out, then his mother would finally be protected and he could finally get out of this place. "Have you found anything?" he asked one of the operatives.
"Nothing," she replied, "Only Rodgers entering the party but not leaving it."
"Play the footage again," Sean told her, watching over her shoulder. He watched closely trying to find anything that he could link to Alex and her possible whereabouts. "Wait stop," he ordered. The operative stopped the footage just as a man walked out carrying a woman. There was no way he could see the woman's face but the man's face could be recognized. "Zoom in so we can see the man's face." She did and what he found shocked him. "Go get Amanda."
The operative looked at him but then left when he gave her a look that frightened her. Sean took her seat and stared at the man's face, he swore he had seen the face before but could not put a name to it. "What did you find?" he heard Amanda ask.
Sean got up so Amanda could take his place and stated, "See for yourself."
Amanda looked at the screen and was amazed to see Michael walking out from the event with a woman in his arms, there was no way to see the girl's face but Amanda could tell from the women's clothes that it was Alex. "Try and see if you can find out what car he got into and then if you can track it to find a location," she told the operative before going into her office. She smirked once she was alone, Rodgers didn't have Alex. Michael and Nikita did, once she got a location she could save Alex and take Nikita and Michael out at the same time. Amanda sat down at her desk and smiled knowing that soon it would all be over.
"So what do you have to tell me?" Michael asked once they were inside their bedroom out of hearing distance.
"There's something I've been hiding from you Michael," Nikita started, "But I have to start from the very beginning in order for you to know the whole story."
Michael noticed that there were tears in Nikita's eyes as he asked, "Why are crying? What is it?"
"The thing is, I'm afraid of what will happen once I tell you," she replied, "I'm afraid that you'll hate me."
"Just start from the beginning," Michael stated.
Nikita sat down and started to remember everything that she needed to tell him:
"Nikita? Nikita what's wrong," she heard Amanda ask.
Nikita clutched her side as she sat on Amanda's couch and answered, "I don't feel so good." Before Amanda could ask something else, Nikita ran to the bathroom. By the time Amanda entered, Nikita was hunched over the toilet vomiting.
"You must have the flu or something," Amanda answered, "I will tell Percy you aren't fit for the mission and it'll be reassigned, now go to the infirmary and get checked out."
Nikita nodded as she got herself together and got up, she was just leaving when Michael came up from behind her. "Why are you leaving, I still have to tell you about the mission."
"Amanda's not sending me on this one," Nikita stated as she started to walk away.
"I don't see how she can do that, Percy picked you himself," Michael added.
Nikita commented, "Because I'm not feeling well, now I'd like to go see what's wrong with me." Michael nodded as he helped Nikita stand straight as he led her to the infirmary.
Nikita laid sleeping on the infirmary bed while Michael and Amanda stood over her. "I still don't see why we have to be here for test results," Michael added.
"I like to know what is going on with the agents," Amanda answered, "and the doctor told me that it involves everyone here, so I need to know what's wrong, in order to know what we're up against."
Michael nodded, "well that's all fine and dandy, but then why do I have to be here?"
"I assume because you both went on an overseas mission a few weeks ago and you might have been in contact with the same thing she has," Amanda said matter of factly.
"Well you're both wrong," the doctor said as he entered the room. "Nikita's test came back and she has no illnesses, not even the common flu."
Nikita, who was now awake, asked, "Then what is…No."
The doctor nodded, "I see you must have put two and two together."
Nikita shook her head, "How can it be?"
The doctor rolled his eyes as he spoke to Amanda and Michael, "Her tests came back with a high hormone inbalance. Nikita is pregnant."
"I still don't know how this could happen," Nikita stated a few weeks later, "I've been taking everything you guys tell me too."
"It's simple," Amanda stated, "When your tracker was implanted so was a device that is supposed to work as birth control, it must have faulted."
"Oh," Nikita said as the doctor entered and started prepping her, "So what are you going to do? Abort it?"
"No," Amanda stated.
The doctor had Nikita pull up her shirt and put a gel on her stomach. Before Nikita knew it, she was looking at a screen, showing the baby that was growing inside of her. "Everything looks fine," Amanda said, "Can you get the heartbeat?"
"It depends," the doctor answered, "What was the conception date?"
"The night of the op involving Tristan Rodgers," Amanda stated, "correct Nikita?"
"Yes," Nikita answered as the doctor taped on the screen, and she heard the heart beat. "Wow."
"It seems that you are about eight weeks along," The doctor said finishing up, "You will need to come in again when you are twenty weeks."
"No problem," Amanda answered, "Until the baby is born, she will be staying here, so you can see her whenever you want."
"What are you doing here?" Percy asked as Nikita came out of the elevator, "where's Michael?"
Nikita patted her huge belly and commented, "I started having contractions last night. Michael is doing the final swipe of John and Sabrina's place."
Percy nodded, "Go on and make your way to the infirmary, I'll let Amanda know." Nikita nodded as she left.
"Just breathe Nikita," she heard Amanda say, it didn't help that Amanda was watching from outside and telling her what to do.
Nikita nodded, "I'll keep that in mind." Just as Nikita had another contraction she saw Michael talking to Amanda outside. What is he doing? She wondered. Before she knew it he was in the room holding her hand. "Michael what are you doing?"
"I've been through this before remember," Michael answered; "besides you need a birthing coach and I know for a fact you'd rather have me then Amanda."
Nikita laughed as she griped Michael's hand harder and the doctor came in. "Almost there Nikita, just a little longer."
"Ok breathe, just breathe," Michael instructed for the next five minutes. The doctor had then came in and said it was time as Michael added, "Now is the time to push. 1, 2, 3, go!"
Nikita pushed as hard as she could and then rested for a while, she had to do the same process three times before she finally heard a cry. "How is he?"
"He's perfect," Amanda said as she took him from the doctor. "Get your rest Nikita."
"Can't I hold him?" Nikita wondered.
"Later," Amanda replied leaving.
Michael shook his head before saying, "Don't worry, she can't take him away from you."
"Hey how are you feeling," Michael asked Nikita as he entered her apartment.
Nikita sat down on the couch and then answered, "tired, but I'm not complaining."
Michael smiled as he looked at Nikita, she was glowing. Being a mom suited her, he knew that she was going to hate him after what he was going to do today. He was just about to speak when he heard crying. Nikita got up and went to the other room, returning minutes later with her baby boy. "Wow he's so big," Michael commented.
Nikita laughed, "Yeah he's a heavy little bugger! Do you want to hold him?"
Michael hesitated but eventually gave in, he couldn't say no he hadn't held a baby in such a long time, and he missed it. "Have you decided on a name yet? Or is he still an eight week old no name?"
"Mason," Nikita smiled, "Mason Ray."
Michael smiled as he asked, "Ray, like my middle name?"
Nikita nodded as she took Mason and sat down, "I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't been there for me through all this and I wanted to thank you somehow. I figured Ray would make a good middle name and it sounded better than Mason Michael."
"Your welcome," Michael said, "Nikita…"
Nikita could tell by Michael's facial expression that this was not a friendly visit. "You have to take him don't you?" she wondered. Michael nodded. "Ok, I'm just going to feed him and then I'll pack his things."
Michael felt horrible, "I'll go start for you." Nikita gave him a thank you glance as she got herself ready to feed Mason. Michael entered Nikita's room and saw that there wasn't much for him to pack. Nikita knew from the beginning that she couldn't keep Mason and he could tell that she didn't want to have a lot of stuff for him. There was a pack and play by her bed and along side it, there was a basket with clothes and a few stuffed animals. Next to the basket was the bag Nikita had gotten when she left Division, Michael packed the clothes in the bag and started to unassemble the pack and play.
"Thank you for doing that," Nikita said as she entered the room and changed Mason's diaper. "I'll get him ready and put him in the car seat." Nikita then took the bag Michael had just packed and pulled out a sweat shirt and a pair of tennis shoes, she put them on Mason and then strapped him into his car seat. "Can I bring him to the car?"
"Of course," Michael replied as he grabbed the bag from Nikita and opened her apartment door. They both walked silently to the elevator, they took the elevator to the garage and then went to Michael's car. Nikita buckled the car seat in and then kissed Mason on the forehead.
"Please take care of him," Nikita said as tears came to her eyes. Michael had just enough time to nod before Nikita walked back into her apartment building. Michael was devastated to see Nikita so hurt. He tried his best not to look at her sleeping baby as he drove out of the garage and back to Division.
Back inside the building, Nikita had just made it inside her apartment when she finally broke down on the couch and cried. She knew that was the last time she would probably ever see her baby boy.
As all the memories came back in a rush, Nikita took a deep breath before starting to tell Michael everything.
Ha Ha cliff hanger! It's ok most of you know what she's going to tell him anyway. Either way, you'll find out next chapter.
Did anyone get the whole Ray thing? Review and tell me why you think I picked that name. (Hint: it has to do with one of Shane's pre-Nikita jobs!) Who ever guesses right will get a chapter review! (You will join many of the people who reviewed with right answers for last chapter!)
Anyway please review! Hope you liked it and I will try to update as soon as possible! Thanks again!
~Wisconsin-girl19~