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A/N: Hey guys, I'm back. Thanks for all your amazing reviews, I love and appreciate each one of them.
Okay, first things first... I'm having a really hard time letting go of this story. I really am.
So expect the next (and sadly, last) chapter to be a little longer than I usually do. Specially because I love to write the Mikita baby girl.
I'll make all my considerations, thank-yous and blah blah blah next chapter. I'm not ready to say goodbye yet.
So, grammar/coherence mistakes...well I believe you know how that goes.
Yes, again I wrote this at an unreasonable late hour (it's the only time I have, sorry guys), so bare with me.
I'll leave you to the story now.
Enjoy!
It was past two o'clock in the morning and Michael was still lying in bed, wide awake, just marveling at Nikita's slumbering form. He'd been up all night torturing himself with thoughts of what could have happened to her if Brandt had held her captive for much longer. The idea made Michael want to punch a wall. Or even better, Brandt's face.
But then he looked at Nikita sleeping by his side, alive, with no life threatening wounds, sleeping warm and soundly, and all his anger dissipated. Since that moment, all he could do was admire the beautiful strong woman he had the luck to call his.
She looked so small and delicate, splayed on her side of the bed with her long raven hair falling to the pillow. Michael brushed a few strands of her hair to look at her face, lovingly stroking her cheek.
Nikita stirred slightly and Michael rolled back to his side, closing his eyes knowing she'd make fun of him if she knew he'd been watching her sleep.
"I know you're creeping out watching me sleep, Michael. No need to pretend you're sleeping" came Nikita's sleepy voice.
Michael chuckled and turned around to look at her; her eyes were still closed but she had a smirk on her lips.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you" he apologized, not minding her mockery.
Her eyes fluttered open and she batted her eyelashes as her vision came into to focus, her smile growing wider as she saw Michael's intent gaze on her.
"Hi" she whispered.
He kissed her lips softly "Hey"
"Why are you awake?" she questioned, a little worried when she saw the faintly dark circles around his eyes.
"I guess I'm just a little agitated" he admitted.
All of them had had a long, emotionally packed, stressful day so there was no point in denying he was still distressed.
"Hey…don't be. We are okay" she tried to soothe him, tenderly stroking his cheek.
He gave her a small smile as his hand covered hers lightly, keeping them on his face.
"I know. But I could have lost you very easily" he sighed, resting his forehead on hers "And the prospect of losing you…"
"Don't go there" she stopped him gently "I'm here now. We are together. That's all it matters"
He chuckled, opening his eyes to look at hers "You're right"
He pushed her hair off her face so he could look at her beautiful features. There were a few bruises on her face and it still she managed to look breathtaking.
"What?" she asked, feeling a little timid under his gaze.
"I love you" he said, ignoring and at the same time answering her question "I know I don't said it constantly, but I do. I love you so much, Nikita"
His hazel eyes were twinkling; she could see all the different emotions passing in his eyes. She saw compassion, kindness, concern and love.
So much love she was astonished with such devotion he had for her. Overwhelmed, she looked away from him.
"I don't deserve you" she whispered "You're just too good for me. I don't deserve it"
Michael shook his head, a little frustrated.
"But you do" he guaranteed her "Because you are the most amazing" he kissed her forehead "caring" the tip of her nose "beautiful" he cheek "strong" he lips "woman I've ever met. And one day, I'll make you see yourself the way I see you. And then you'll understand. I promise"
She sighed and buried her face on his chest, breathing the familiar scent of his cologne.
"I've told you before" he whispered into her hair "I'm willing to teach you"
Nikita sighed in relief and a smile playing on her lips, happy that after so long, she just knew they were fine.
They were more than fine.
"Can I ask you something?" Michael broke the silence a few moments later.
Nikita nodded, a little sleepy.
"What did you see?" he questioned.
Fighting her tiredness, Nikita gave him a puzzled look.
"Earlier, you said you could see our future again" he clarified "what did you see?"
A slight blush crept through her cheeks as she hid her face on his neck.
Michael chuckled "Don't be coy. Tell me" he asked, his lips twitching in a smile.
She looked into his eyes "It's just… a series of small little things" she admitted "we could go out for dinner and actually enjoy dinner. We could go see a movie…it's been years since I've been to a movie theater and really watched a whole movie. We could travel and see new places…really see new places, not just the inside of a hotel room or a party we would infiltrate"
Michael nodded, lacing his fingers with hers "Sound amazing"
"Yeah" she breathed a contented sigh "Max would come visit us; we could take him to Disneyland. I've always wanted to go to Disneyland" she admitted.
Michael gave her a mock frown "You always wanted to go to Disneyland?"
"Hey" she smacked him on the shoulder "I was a kid too, you know. It's just…it looks so cheerful and happy. Or at least the pretend it very well"
"We'll go there someday" he promised.
"Someday" she repeated "We this is all over".
He nodded.
Nikita fidgeted with her hand still laced with his "It just worries me…someday could be tomorrow or ten years"
"No" he reassured "We'll make it out of this, soon. I promise"
"You can't promise that, Michael" she countered.
"You're right, I can't" he agreed "But I can promise I will make it happen. And if it's up to me to do so, I'll do it as soon as possible. Because I want all of that you just said. With you"
"Well, I'll take you up on that one" she joked.
Michael laughed and held her hand up, fiddling with her ring finger.
"You know what I see?" he asked her.
"What?" she encouraged him, smiling.
"A house. A big house with an even bigger backyard" he started, hid mind wondering "Where you can do yoga, and Max and I can play soccer. And we could get a dog."
"A German Shepherd?" she guessed.
"And a Dalmatian" he agreed.
She smiled even wider
"Wanna add a white picket fence to it?" she teased.
"It already has one" he said matter-of-factly, tickling her sides, making her giggle.
"It has to have a lot of spare rooms" she said when she caught her breath again "For Alex and Birkhoff when they come over to visit us"
"Maybe we could have a room for that little girl" he said, stroking her hair.
"You see, now you're pressuring me" she said with fake offense.
Michael frowned, not getting her jokingly mood.
"Why?" he asked, concerned.
"You always mention a little girl" she explained "What if I birth a boy?"
Nikita couldn't hide her smile at the thought. It had never occurred to her the idea of being a mother, but recently, a baby with Michael seemed to be the apex or their future happiness.
Michael stroked her hair, thrilled to see the spark on her eyes as they made plans to their future. It had been a while since he'd seen her this relaxed, this happy.
He'd missed her beautiful smile so much.
"If you birth a boy, Max and I will start a soccer team" he mused "However…" Michael looked deeply into her eyes and smiled "I know it's going to be a girl".
A/N: Yes, fluff. A lot of fluff :) As you may have realized, no I did not focus on the I'm-evil-you-wouldn't-love-me thing. I believe all they had to say to each other was said on the episode, and I didn't want to ruin the amazingness Maggie Q and Shane West gave us last week. Hope you like it though. Leave me a review with your thoughts.
Ohh, I still want baby name ideas. I have three possible ones, but I'm not sure about it yet. Plus anything else you'd like to see on the last chapter, I'm open to suggestions.
BTW, I should be posting the epilogue next Wednesday, May 2nd. (lots of tears for me)
Thanks for everything, guys.
~Rose.