Chapter Two: The Party
Nikita's P.O.V.
"Hey Owen…" I said as I was starting to make my way into the living room. I saw him and he was on the couch stretching. "Yeah?" he answered me yawning. "I know where we're headed next." I said I took hold of the seat of the computer and watched as he pulled a chair and sat behind me. "Look Nikita, I already told you we're in California. Percy has a guardian stationed here…I've been trying to figure which bank he hid the black box." He said as he led me into the attic wherein you could see a lot of floor plans of different banks in California. Some are crossed out and some are pinned up against the wall. He really has been working his butt off. "Call it slow work but hey, there are tons of banks in California and when I say tons there are literally a lot of them." His face was flowing with expression; his mouth opening exaggeratedly and his arms flailing across the room. It was silly. "I know...that's why we're going to a party." "Wait what?" I saw his expression was really shocked. I turned around and saw him as he was coming near me. The shock in his face was still not gone. "Whoah...who are you and what have you done to Nikita?" he said lifting his arms up in surrender. I was having fun with this. "So you think I'm a stick in the mud?" I said crossing my arms over my chest. "No. I know that Nikita is smart and reasonable. Wouldn't risk her life except in a fair bargain, so...what's the catch?" I unintentionally blushed. His compliment was really flattering. "According to my source the guardian is going to be there to meet up with a person from Division. Going there would help us identify the guardian and possibly, get the black box." I said as I scanned his notes in the attic. "What does the guardian look like?" he asked leaning over to look at the stuff I was meddling with. "Tall, male, curly brown hair, looks like a guardian, tall." "I get it." he interrupted me just like I did before. This was it. We were partners again.
Owen's P.O.V.
It was 4:30 in the afternoon and I was ready. We had to be there at 5. I was wearing a tux and I must say I looked REALLY good in it. I was in the living room drinking coffee and watching news when she came out of the room wearing a Herve Leger One Shoulder Red Bandage Dress with her beautiful dark brown hair down. She looked amazing. I instinctively stood up and just stared at her. "What?" she asked me though the amusement in her eyes was pretty clear. "You look beautiful." I sincerely said just looking at her. "Well, congratulations Owen, you improved your compliment skills." she joked but I wasn't going down without a fight. "Well I thought about calling you hot, which you are...but it just didn't fit you right..." I smirked at her. "And why is that?" she asked raising her eyebrows. "...you're so much more." That caught her attention, I even got her blushing. I knew I'd win. "Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself." I mimicked her laugh as I said; "Oh Nikita, you need to work on your compliment skills." I kept my gaze on her and annoyance was also visible in her eyes. "Shut up." she responded as she locked the house and to the garage. I know this is gonna be a fun night.
Nikita's P.O.V.
Owen drove the whole way. We didn't actually talk much except about the mission. I know we're already friends but every single time we have some kind of connection...Daniel's face comes up in my mind. I hate to say it but he kind of reminds me of him. How full of life he was and how much he tried to make me smile, how he could be the only one to do that. It was ironic and that's what makes it more unbearable; the fact that he killed Daniel. I must admit, I admire that he can still be like that; jolly...after all he's been through. Another thing that makes us spending more and more time together is Michael. I know he's gone...I haven't even heard of him in a month now...I can't help thinking that's he's left my life now completely.
We arrived at the party it wasn't any different from past parties I've been through and places. Owen and I didn't waste any time. The moment we got there we took different directions to search the place for any extraordinary happenings. "Owen...search that area over there." "Yes ma'Am." he responded with a teasing grin.
It's nearly been thirty minutes and Owen and I met at a hallway. "Hey, noticed anything suspicious?" I asked but I'm guessing the answer was same as mine; none. "Nothing, have you seen the guardian yet?" he asked. It was weird; we should've seen him by now. "Let me check." I pulled out a notebook from my purse and scrolled through the cameras I hacked inside the place. "Wait you hacked the cameras?" I can't believe he was even surprised as this point. "Yeah, as of now, they're seeing the same thing except without our presence." I asked still searching. "That's great."
Owen's P.O.V.
I was glad Nikita came. There's no denying that I wouldn't have advanced this fast without her help. Every moment I spend with her, I feel like we are becoming closer and closer but somehow I don't want to. The more that happens, the more I remember what I took from her. Freedom, happiness...love. I didn't notice that I was staring at her during the whole time that she was viewing the footage. "Owen...he's coming here." That's all I heard from her. Suddenly I felt her grab me. We knew there was nowhere else to go. I looked at her panicking expression which started to fade as soon as she saw a couch in the corner of the hallway. Her firm grip suddenly turned soft as she quickly slid my tux halfway off and then pulled me on top of her as she lay on the couch. Her hands made its way to the back of my neck as I rested my hands on her waist. It was all happening so fast but it seemed as if time was freezing. Cliché I know but true. She gazed at me for a second with her fearful and hesitating eyes which caught a glance at the person who entered the corridor. Without another thought she kissed me. I felt her soft lips on mine. It was sweet. Like how I'd imagine it to be. And yes...I have imagined kissing her and you can't really blame me but my thoughts were wrong after what I've done but it's happening even if it is just for a cover up. At first she was stiff but then she relaxed. We pulled from each other for a moment to catch our breath. We found ourselves staring into each other's eyes...noticing the wounded souls inside. I leaned forward again and kissed her. It wasn't an act of lust but rather a goodbye. I knew there wasn't much of a reason for us to kiss again. This would be our last.
To my surprise, she didn't pull back but kissed me back. I loved how it felt. I can't even believe I'm saying this after what happened to Emily but I fell. After the need for oxygen was too much we stopped. We sat on the couch for a while, registering what just happened. I don't what I did, whether it was right or not...apparently, there's no legal basis but the question is...will it change anything? Will it result in good or bad?
A/N: Cheesy ending. Late update, lots of things going on. Thanks FireHeart23 for reviewing, I will finish this and I do hope more people write Owen/Nikita. There's just so much chemistry!