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A/N: Hey guys! Again, thank you for all the amazing reviews!

I apologize for the lack of updates. But not only I couldn't write anything decent for the last episode, but also my classes just started again, and I had neither the time or the inspiration to write.

I'm soo sorry!

But to get us through the hiatus, I wrote this Extra Chapter. I hope you like it.

Grammar/ coherence mistakes: you know the drill

Enjoy!

"You wanted to see me, Michael?" Alex asked as soon as he opened the door.

Michael smiled at her "Yes, come on in"

Alex smiled back at him and entered the room, sitting on an armchair carefully trying not to wrinkle her navy blue cocktail dress.

"Is everything okay?" she asked as he sat on the couch across from her.

"Yeah, everything is fine. Just wanted to talk to you for a moment"

"About what?" she gave him a questioning look.

"About Nikita" he said matter-of-factly.

Alex arched an eyebrow "Okay…what is it?"

"I just wanna make sure you're okay with the new…changes" he said carefully "I don't want you to see me as the evil stepfather "

Though Alex knew he was being serious, she couldn't help but mock him "What would Nikita said if she knew you just said she has a 22-year-old Russian daughter?"

Michael chuckled but soon his expression was serious again, and he stared at the young girl's eyes " I know how much you mean to her, Alex. And you mean a lot" he emphasized and Alex's heart swelled "And I know how much she means to you as well, right?"

"Yeah, she does mean a lot to me" she said warmly.

"And with me moving in and you moving out, I just wanted to make sure you're okay with that" he clarified.

Alex nodded "Yeah, sure. I'm fine"

Michael furrowed his brows, not fooled.

"No…it's fine. Seriously, I'm fine…it's just a couple of blocks away. It's fine, it's really fine" she stated.

Michael narrowed his eyes.

"I said 'fine' too many times, didn't I?" she asked, biting down on her lip.

He nodded "Yep…"

Alex exhaled a laugh "Am I that obvious?" she asked lamely.

"Not really. I'm just very well trained in reading people" he said with a smirk.

Alex arched an eyebrow, not impressed "I can read people too, you know?"

Michael rolled his eyes in mockery "I have at least 10 more years of experience than you, kiddo"

"Is that so?" she asked mischievously.

He nodded "Yes, it is"

"So the ever-so-cool Michael thinks a kid like me won't notice the way he's nervously bouncing his knee?" At that, Michael stopped the absentminded action "You really think I can't tell that under this perfectly nonchalant expression there's a groom with pre-wedding jitters?" she asked, a smirk splaying on her face as Michael blushed crimson.

She laughed and he released the air he hadn't realized he was holding.

"Call it even?" she asked playfully.

He gave her a nervous chuckle "Yeah, I guess so"

Alex nodded "Good…I should go then. Make sure Nikita is ready in time, or whatever it is made of honors do" she said walking to the door.

"Alex?" Michael called her before she could leave the room "Are you really okay about this?"

The brunette nodded "Yeah, why wouldn't I? You make her happy, and that's good enough for me" she smiled "Nikita deserves to be happy"

Michael smiled "Thank you Alex. It means a lot to me"

She smiled again and went towards the door, but before she could reach the doorknob a wave of realization went through her, making her stop before opening the door.

"Michael?" she said nervously, fidgeting with her fingers "I know you two need your space and all but…please don't take her completely away from me, okay?" she pleaded, suddenly realizing the depth of what Michael was trying to say.

But Michael just gave her a comforting smile "Don't worry, Alex. I could never to that to either of you"

He winked at her and she laughed, wiping a few unwanted tears from the corner of her eye.

"Can I ask you one more thing?" she said, now nervously fiddling with the silver bracelet around her wrist.

"Sure" he conceded.

"When you have kids of your own…could you make sure she doesn't forget about her 22-year-old surrogate daughter?" she asked, biting her lower lip to prevent it from trembling.

Michael gave Alex a warm look "That won't be necessary" he guaranteed "I know she loves you very much. That won't change."

Alex couldn't hold back that one single tear that ran down her cheek.

"Dammit!" she half cried, half laughed as she tried to prevent her flawless make up to be ruined.

When she recomposed herself, she asked "Can you not tell Nikita about that? I feel very stupid."

Michael chuckled "As long as you don't tell her her fiancée had cold feet"

Alex laughed "I won't. Unless you leave her at the altar. Because then I'd have to explain to her why I had to hunt you down and kick your ass"

"That won't be necessary either" he assured her with a chuckle "I wouldn't leave her for anything in the world. Nothing is going to stop me from marrying Nikita today"

"I know" Alex said with a bright smile.

When she was about to leave the room, Alex threw over her shoulder "But just so you know, I can kick some serious ass."

"Nikita?" Alex called her as she walked into the hotel room.

"Over here, Alex" came the quiet reply.

Apprehensive, the young girl approached her sensei's room and carefully pushed the door open, just to find Nikita lying on the floor with her eyes closed, burying both her hands in her hair at sides of her head.

"Are you okay?" Alex asked, worried.

Nikita didn't open her eyes when she moaned a 'No' as an answer.

"Are you feeling ill?" she asked, alarmed at the possibility.

"No" Nikita answered again.

Alex frowned "Then what's wrong?" she asked, trying to understand what was happening.

"I'm getting married today, you knew that?" Nikita muttered, now hiding her face with her hands.

Alex couldn't hold back a laugh "Ohh, really? I did not know that" she said in a sarcastic tone.

"Well, I am" sighed loudly in distress, ignoring the girl's mockery.

Realizing how nervous she really was Alex laid on the floor next to Nikita; her worry about the dress all but forgotten.

Alex looked up at the withe ceiling for a few moments, waiting to see if Nikita would say something. When she didn't, Alex had to force the issue.

"Come on…Spill it" she said in a fake demanding tone "We kind of have a wedding to attend this afternoon"

Nikita sighed again, slowly removing her hands from her face and finally opening her eyes, also focusing on the ceiling.
"What if we are making a mistake?" she questioned with a whine.

Alex snorted "You can't be serious" she exclaimed.

Nikita shook her head "I mean it, Alex. What if after we get married, we realize that it's not meant to be?"

Alex narrowed her eyes "Okay, you lost me. How can you say that after all that you have been through together? It's obvious you two are meant to be" she stated simply.

"You don't get it" Nikita said.

"I don't. You gotta give me something here, Nikita. 'Cause really don't get it" Alex admitted

Nikita took a deep breath "Michael is a family man. What if after we get married, he realizes I'm not the right woman for him? I've been junkie Nikita, and then recruit Nikita, agent Nikita, rogue Nikita… but housewife Nikita? I don't think I can do that" he rambled nervously "Because that's just not the girl he's marrying. What if he doesn't know that yet, and when he eventually does…"

"Wow, wow, wow… stop right there"Alex chuckled "God, who are you and what did you do with the real Nikita?" the young girl interrupted her "You're being absurd!"

Nikita exhaled "Am I?"

"Yes, you are" Alex rolled on her side so she could look at Nikita "Michael doesn't expect you to be a perfect housewife. He knows exactly the kind of girl he's marrying. And he loves you exactly like that."

Nikita looked at the young girl who had grown to mean so much to her "You really think so?" she questioned.

"I don't think so… know so" she smiled "Nikita, anyone who knows the two of you the way I do just know it's meant to be. You are Michael and Nikita. It's just…right, you know? He knows that. You should know that… 'cause everybody knows that"

Nikita gave Alex a thankful smile.

"You know…I think the problem here is just that there is a bride who's really nervous she has to walk down the aisle in T-minus 2 hours" Alex said with a smirk "And that's why she's not even close to being ready"

"I'm not nervous" Nikita denied "And I've already showered and blew my hair dry"

"Yeah, because that's all a bride needs on her wedding day" Alex teased " You're so nervous!"

"No I'm not" she insisted.

"Ohh, but you are"

"Alex, I'm not!"

"Yes, you a-are!" Alex crooned

Nikita laughed and sighed "Fine…Maybe I am a little nervous" she conceded.

Alex put her arms up in a gesture of victory "I knew it!" she laughed.

Nikita smiled again, finally feeling relaxed "Thanks, Alex" she said softly.

"Anytime" the younger woman said with a wink "Let's get you ready, then?"

Alex helped Nikita up and they proceeded to get Nikita ready for the weeding. She steamed the dress while Nikita worked on her make-up.

"You have nothing to worry about you know" Alex said as she worked on Nikita's dress "You guys are perfect for each other"

Nikita chuckled and put her powder brush down.

"I don't know about perfection…But it surely feels right" she smiled and resumed to working on her make up.

They remained in silence for a few moments; Nikita finished her makeup and Alex un-wrinkled the dress.

Alex nodded "I'm gonna miss this, you know?" she said sincerely.

Nikita looked at her from the mirror and gave her a confused look.

"This… spending time together just the two of us" Alex clarified.

Nikita turned around to fully look at her "Just because I'm getting married, it doesn't mean things will change between us"

Alex sighed "Except they are going to change, Nikita"

"I'll be just a few blocks away" Nikita said in a tender voice "Besides, aren't you excited to be moving in with Sean?" she teased.

Alex rolled her eyes "Why do you guys always make it sound like we are dating?" she questioned, slightly irritated "Birkhoff is going to live there too"

Nikita smirked "Your room is right next to his"

"It has a better view" the girl stated, annoyed.

She put the steamer down and sat on the bed. Realizing she was upset, Nikita sat by her side and pulled her into a side hug.

"Look Alex… You know how much you mean to me. You're more than just a girl a saved on a mission. You're not just my partner or my protégée. You are much more than that" she let go of her to look deeply into her eyes "Remember when I told you were in a safe place?"

Alex just nodded, not trusting her voice.

"I meant it. Not by that house or any other. I meant here" Nikita said putting her hand over her heart "That will never change, I promise. I'll always be here, you have nothing to worry about" she guaranteed.

Alex nodded again and Nikita's eyes filled with tears as she saw the ones on Alex's blue eyes.

"I'm really happy for you" the young girl said sincerely "After all you've been through, you deserve to be happy. I know Michael loves you dearly. I think it's great you have him, Nikita. It's wonderful you have each other. I wish you all the happiness in the world"

"Ohh, Alex" Nikita pulled Alex into a tight hug "I love you"

Alex smiled "I love you too" she said, her voice thick with tears. "I'm so silly…Let's skip the crying, okay?" Alex said with a laugh, wiping her tears " Because otherwise, we'll ruin our make-ups."

"Yeah, that's a good idea" Nikita agreed, drying her own tears before they could fall.

Alex smiled at her "Let's do you hair then?"

It was simple; like the whole wedding itself.

Alex put Nikita's hair into a half pony-tail, a few withe flowers concealing it at the crown of her head. The strapless dress was in a bright, champagne tone, making a beautiful contrast against Nikita's olive skin.

"So?" Nikita asked, turning around after Alex had zipped her up "How do I look?" she asked nervously.

Alex smiled "You look perfect"

Nikita took a deep breath and smiled "Now I just have to get married"

As on cue, there was a knock on the door.

From a small gap between the doors, Nikita watched as Alex walked down the aisle and stood by the altar.

She took a deep breath as she felt Birkhoff's hand on her shoulder.

"Your turn, Nikki" he announced with a smile.

She took another deep breath as she hooked her arm on his "Well, let's do this"

The doors slowly opened revealing the room, and right on the center by the altar was Michael, looking at her with the most beautiful smile she'd ever seen.

"Are you ready?" the computer technician asked before they could take their first step down the aisle.

Nikita nodded, a bright smile spreading on her face "As ready as I'll ever be"

A/N: And that's it. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Let me know if there are many mistakes, it's 4am in the morning and my vision is becoming a little blurry by now.

And again, I'm really sorry if I disappointed you guys (both with the lack of updates or with this chapter). I'll try not to do it anymore, okay?

Anyway, tell me what you think ;)