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Date Posted: Saturday, February 09, 08:23:11pm
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's message, "Priority Mail 513+" on Friday, January 25, 07:15:33pm
Michael glanced at the map and slowed down as he finished rounding the corner of the hilly cemetery. He glanced over at Nikita as she stared off past his face and out the window. The side that her mother’s grave was located.
“Kita…” Michael spoke but Nikita shook her head as she took the paper map that she had to print out and got out of the car. Michael followed suit and rounded the car’s bumper to place an arm on her elbow. “It’s a steep hill down there… and it is frosty so let me help you.”
Nikita didn’t pull her arm around and she moved slowly down the slope and then blinked slowly. She pulled up for a moment and Michael followed her pace. Then Nikita moved over a couple rows and Michael saw the plots all appearing in rows. But then he saw the headstones and looked at Nikita.
He thought that her mother had been entombed in an unmarked grave.
“I wanted to be sure… when I got here… that I would know which one was hers,” Nikita’s voice cracked as she looked down the ground and head further back. “But I also made sure that it wasn’t a good site.”
Michael fell behind Nikita and she stopped and he watched at her entire body tensed up. He gave her some time before coming up beside her. “You knew that you would come here?”
“If Section didn’t kill me first,” Nikita nodded her head as she blinked her eyes. “And then… once Section was… gone… I couldn’t even think. I wasn’t functioning.”
Michael stood beside her and placed his arms around her. “You came to me. You knew that you couldn’t do this on your own.”
Nikita barely nodded her head and became quiet. He could feel the emotions in Nikita rolling through her body. He could sense that she was mad and then sad. He could feel that she was disgusted and then in anguish.
“I still… wished that she would have been… a mother… for a day….” Nikita rasped as she pushed back against Michael. She took her hands to remove Michael’s hands. “We can go.”
“We just got here,” Michael spoke and Nikita shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t have anything to say to her. I just had to see this once. With my own eyes.”
Michael couldn’t believe that it had been that easy. But Nikita did seem to be more at peace as she turned away. But there was something more. She stopped at looked at him. “I’ll drive.”
“What?” Michael asked as he shook his head. “I’ll drive, Kita.”
“I want to do something,” Nikita spoke as she diverted her eyes slightly. There was something more behind this decision and Michael sighed. “Ok…. But let me help you up this hill.”
“I’m pregnant, Michael. Not ill or injured,” Nikita quipped, sounding much more like herself. Michael even grinned as he thought about it. She rolled her shoulders back and still allowed Michael to take her elbow as they walked up the hill. But at the top, Michael handed over the keys to the rental car.
At first, they were quiet and as they exited the cemetery, Nikita turned in the opposite direction. “Thank you for agreeing to come here.”
“You needed closure,” Michael carefully spoke as he was sure that Nikita had purposely turned this way, although he wasn’t sure why. He didn’t mention it and he leaned back in the car seat. “It helped, right?”
“I knew that she was dead… but seeing the grave, yes…” Nikita nodded her head as she came to an intersection and turned to the left, still going away from the way that they came. It was possible that Nikita knew a different way back.
Nikita cleared her throat. “So… we’ll have to get back home… and deal with Adam signing Walter up for a dating service.”
Michael chuckled. “I’m actually surprised it took Adam this long to decide to try to get Walter hooked up with a woman.”
“He tried before,” Nikita admitted with a shrug of her shoulders. “He knew that I was distracted this time.”
Only Adam and Nikita could keep that a secret. Michael shook his head as he wondered how much more difficult it was going to be with Adam and then Sabina as they continued to grow up and seemingly grow more intelligent. “Well, maybe Walter will meet his match.”
“He had,” Nikita rasped as she thought about Belinda. “But there is another woman for him… who is different from Belinda. I know it.”
“He does like being a grandfather,” Michael commented as he looked at the signs as Nikita made another merge.
“You haven’t asked.”
“About where you are driving?” Michael inquired as he shook his head. “I decided that you’ll tell me what you are doing sooner or later.”
“It won’t be long,” Nikita replied as she licked her lips. She grasped the wheel with her hands and then loosened them. “We are actually traveling back north.”
“I can tell,” Michael quipped with a chuckle. “I trust you, Kita.”
Nikita nodded her head but this time she remained quiet. Michael glanced at the clock a couple times and about twenty minutes later, Nikita pulled over onto a road that was gravel and stopped the car. Michael looked at her. “Do you want me to drive?”
“This was the entrance,” Nikita whispered as she turned the car off and pulled the keys out.
“The what?” Michael asked as Nikita silently got out of the car. Michael leaned over the center console. “Kita… what was this?”
Nikita slammed the door shut and walked down the gravel road that was falling apart and looked like it hadn’t been traveled in many years. Michael scrambled out of the car and called out to his wife, but she didn’t respond.
She almost vanished into the shadows and Michael ducked in with her, soon seeing a hill and what appeared to be an old mine entrance. It didn’t surprise him. These mountains had plenty of mines that were abandoned.
Nikita looked around pulled her arms across her chest. “Kita?”
“It was almost too easy… there were lots of military exercises going on around here… and the vans blended in because of how close we were to DC,” Nikita’s voice cracked. She turned and saw that Michael was confused. “Section.”
Michael jerked and looked at the mountain. It looked ancient. “No…”
“I told you that they moved us… it was much smaller than the last Section One… not nearly the amount of levels. We were already downsizing at that point, but most of it was due to bad missions that I hadn’t profiled…”
Michael wanted to hold her, but Nikita continued to walk to the rock. She touched her palm against it. “It looked more like a recently closed mine when I left it the last time.”
“Everyone was released from this area? And they didn’t say anything about me coming with you here?” Michael asked and Nikita looked at Michael. “I think they knew that I had to make sure…”
Michael watched as Nikita’s head dropped, the tears falling now. “There were people who I couldn’t get out, Michael. I didn’t have enough time to clear them…”
“You did what you could, Kita… you probably got more out than anyone anticipated you doing,” Michael whispered as he now wrapped his arms around his wife. “Do you think… any of them…”
“No,” Nikita swung her head. “I’m sure that those who were released… didn’t stay close. Some of them were given jobs in DC. I’m sure that they haven’t been back. Have you thought of going back? To that bridge?”
“No,” Michael shivered with the thought of that awful day.
Nikita leaned back into Michael’s arms and her hand rubbed along her stomach. “I’m hungry.”
“Let’s go and get something to eat…”
“I want to go home,” Nikita spoke and Michael kissed her forehead. “I know… but let’s eat first.”
“I don’t fly well when I’m full…”
“Kita,” Michael rasped as he knew that she was just dealing with too much right now. He didn’t know how she could have been here with Section and have her mother’s grave not far at all. She could have seen it at any point but she wouldn’t have given any of the operatives that knowledge. He tugged at her hand to take her back to the car.
He slipped the keys out of her pocket and settled her into the passenger seat. “We’ll go back into town.”
“Not this one,” Nikita shook her head and Michael sighed. Just in case someone did stay in that town.
“How about we go into DC?”
“No,” Nikita shook her head as she looked at the closed off entrance. Knowing for sure that Section was gone. “Too many…”
“We were to fly out of DC.”
“I changed that,” Nikita announced and Michael sighed. “Kita...”
“Raleigh,” Nikita swallowed and Michael started the car. It wasn’t a small drive for them but Nikita needed the time right now. She had done what she needed to do. She ended this chapter in her life, but it didn’t mean that the sting was going to go away right away.
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