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"Please let me explain," Michael pleaded.

"Explain what," Nikita was crying uncontrollably, "You killed him… How could you?"

Michael wanted to say something, anything that would keep him from losing the women he loved. He tried to move closer to her, but each move he made she backed away.

"After all these years… you hid this from me. You killed him," she ran her fingers through her hair tugging at the ends.

"Please… Nikita please let me explain," he begged her to listen to him.

"And you lied to me," she looked at Owen, "You knew this the whole time. You looked me in the eye and lied to me.

Owen just stood there he didn't know what to say to her. He knew the only thing left was to tell her the truth and let things fall where they may. "When Percy found out about you and Daniel he immediately ordered me to kill him."

"Owen!" Michael's heart was racing. He was causing the women he loved of break in front of him. "I'll tell her."

Nikita kept looking at the picture of Daniel. His blue eyes staring back at her. She was the only reason he was dead. If not for her he would be living a normal life. And the worst part she's in love with his killer. Her knees became weak at the thought and she fell to the ground. Michael ran over to her and tried to get her to focus on him.

"Nikita I made a mistake," he grabbed her shoulders looking at her, "I couldn't stand seeing you with him. Once I fired the bullet I instantly regretted it. Percy knew how you would react so he made a cover story. Owen was to take the blame."

"He's dead because of you… and you blamed it on someone else and lied to me!" She moved away from him.

"Nikita please. I'm sorry!" Michael's eyes dropped tears down his face.

Nikita bought her hand on her other. She felt what she thought was the symbol of honesty on her fingertips. The thing that she kept closer to herself and with her always had turned into a symbol of betrayal. "I can't be with you right now," she stuttered with the words, "I can't do this."

Nikita pulled the engagement ring Michael promised his life with to her. Michael couldn't believe what he was seeing. No, his mouthed worded but he couldn't speak. "I made a mistake! Please!" Michael said as he looked at her.

Nikita didn't say anything. With her face filled with tears, she placed the ring on the floor and got up running out of the room. Her hand covered her mouth, not bothering to wipe away the tears.

"Nikita! I'm sorry!" Michael cried out, "Please don't do this!"

Speechless and heartbroken she didn't look back. She knew if she did she would break right then and there. She could hear him. Her heart ached for his comforting hold, but he was the last person she wanted to be near.

Michael picked up the ring. Eyes filled with tears, he wished it was all a nightmare. He wished he would just wake up and she would be right next to him. She would kiss him good morning and he would kiss her back. His hand shook, holding the promise he made her. "I'm sorry!" Michael slammed the ground letting out all his tears, "I'm so sorry!"

Nikita just ran to her car. If she had stopped at all, even for a split second she knew she would run back to him. The man she thought she loved, but really killed the man she loved.

She leaned on the steering wheel. Placing her head on her arms she let out all her pain. Her heart was dying with everything that happened. Amanda didn't even need to do anything. The group destroyed itself with everyone's secrets.

Nikita knew she needed to pull herself together. Alex only had eighteen hours left. Nikita started the car feeling the empty spot on her finger as she turned the steering wheel. She could feel the pain in her heart stacking up, but she knew she had to put it aside. Alex needed her.

She pulled out of the Division garage, leaving Division… and Michael.

Alex

Alex could barely feel her body at that point. With all the nerve damage it was surprising she was alive. She overheard Amanda say she had only twenty-four hours left. And that was a while ago. Without any sign of light or time she had no idea how much time had passed since then. She gave up. There was no way she could find a way out with that little time, especially with everything at risk. So she accepted death. She welcomed it as it would end all the pain.

The door opened. Alex was blinded by the light yet again. She figured the twenty-four hours had passed. She was surprised it went by so quick, but didn't feel like it made difference. There was still going to be the same end result. She didn't even bother looking up. Alex wasn't at least going to give Amanda the privilege of seeing her face in the end.

"Why do you seem so familiar?" a small voice said from in front of her.

Alex's eyes opened as she heard it. She slowly looked up thinking she just imagined it like so many times before. "Elizabeth?" she mumbled.

"Do I know you?" she tilted her head, "Every time mommy lets me in here I feel like I know you."

"Elizabeth." Alex attempted to smile when she realized it was real. Her daughter was standing in front of her.

The door handle began to creek as someone else was about to enter the room. Liz had a scared look on her face as she quickly ran behind one of Amanda's torture chairs hiding.

Alex just watched as she figured Liz wasn't supposed to be in there without Amanda.

The room felt heavy as an evil soul entered the room. "Hello Alex," Amanda smirked as she saw how much pain Alex went through.

"If you're going to bore me with your talking again, just kill me so I don't have to hear it," Alex's eyes slowly opened and closed as she commented.

Amanda walked over to Alex grabbing her hair and pulling it back, forcing Alex to look her in the eye, "I don't want to rush things." Amanda threw Alex head forward.

"I feel a tiny bit guilty knowing you're going to die with so much going on," Amanda walked over to her torture chair looking at the her toys for pain. She froze looking down.

The young girl panicked. Amanda was only inches away from her. She didn't want her mother to find out she snuck in there.

Amanda slowly placed her hand down, picking up one of her weapons. "I mean once your dead nothings stopping me from killing Sean. You just went through all this for nothing."

Amanda walked back over to Alex holding a small knife. "All these wounds," she stabbed Alex's arm, "Would be for absolutely nothing."

Alex let out a scream as the blade entered her tissue and hitting her bone. Amanda just smirked as she slowly turned the weapon inside Alex.

Alex's scream filled the room. She couldn't do anything as Amanda continued to twist the knife.

Amanda suddenly stopped and pulled the blade out and wiped it off. "Physical pain isn't new to you. You gone through it nonstop," Amanda circled Alex slowly, "Mental pain is my favorite anyway. So I want you to remember. Till your last breathe you will remember that when you die your daughter will forever see me as her mother. That your precious Elizabeth will call me mommy and think of you as nothing more than a dead body."

Elizabeth froze at the sound of it. "Alex is my mommy…"