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Date Posted: Friday, October 19, 11:46:22pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 486+" on Friday, September 14, 11:04:29pm
“How has Sabina been?” Mick asked as he walked with his hand in Reagan’s. She smirked. “She’s over the moon… but not obnoxious about it. Which is very good.”
Mick thought about it for a second and tilted his head slightly as they stopped at a picnic table and settled across from each other. “That doesn’t sound like Sabina.”
Placing the subways on the table, Reagan nodded her head. “I know… but I’ll take it for now. I have a feeling this may be the calm before the storm. I don’t know what Sabina is going to think once Nikita starts showing.”
“But she wanted a brother or sister,” Mick shook his head in confusion. But kids were like that too.
“It will be real that she isn’t going to be the focus for a while. Sabina likes being the center of attention,” Reagan sighed as she thought about the new challenge this school year when she starts to take on two especially gifted and intelligent children. If she would have known about Nikita’s pregnancy, she would have probably made a different decision.
They ate for a while and Reagan wiped her mouth off and studied Mick. “So… we have never talked about… children.”
“Ah-ah?” Mick muttered as he raised an eyebrow in slight worry.
“I’m not pregnant,” Reagan pointed out clearly and Mick swallowed his food. “That’s good.”
“But… even with protection… it could… so I guess it matters… if you want to have children.”
“Aren’t you missing a few other steps?” Mick shook his head slightly. “Isn’t that why you are a teacher?”
“Mick,” Reagan whispered and he sighed as he leaned away from the table. “Reagan… I.. I haven’t really thought about it…”
“You must have!”
“I haven’t thought about it for a long time,” Mick spoke again as he finished his statement his time. He looked at the frustration on Reagan’s face. He reached out for her hand and leaned closer to the table. “Look… this wasn’t the life I thought I was going to have.”
“Ah, yeah,” Reagan chuckled as she couldn’t think of anyone who got out of Section thinking that this was the life that they were going to have.
“Reagan,” Mick spoke again as he sighed. “I was an actor… I didn’t get many jobs… My name was Martin… I was to play the role of Mick Schtoppel… who was also Mr. Jones… and at first, I thought it was a big practical joke.”
Reagan stroked Mick’s hand as she never heard this story from him. She had heard it from other people, but not Mick. He didn’t like to talk about these things.
“I was bad at it… they had to feed me the intel that I was to be passing onto Nikita and company. .But then, I started to make the connections… I was being paid to be an actor, but I had truly become Mick… and while most would hate to admit it… it felt right for me at the time. Of course, I needed Nikita to save my life… but I felt like I found a part of me that was missing when I became Mick.”
“That’s why you kept that name?” Reagan inquired although she knew this answer too as Mick nodded his head. He rubbed his hand across his head and looked around. “So… back to the topic… when I was Martin… I was a struggling actor… but I was smart. I knew that children weren’t in the cards for me then. My acting jobs were too spotty. One time I’d have tons of jobs and plenty of money… and other times I would go months – sometimes half a year – without a single job. Not the way to make money to raise a child.”
“So… you don’t want kids,” Reagan dropped her head slightly.
With a touch of his index finger to her chin, Mick tilted Reagan’s head back to look at him. “I haven’t thought about it… not since I became Mick… and definitely not since Nikita saved my ass… and it never even crossed my mind even while I tried to find Sabina… and I had to get close to lots of children trying to do that… so… I’m just now thinking about what I want, Reagan.”
Reagan kissed his finger and smiled at him. “I still think about my answer. Especially after spending so much time with Sabina…. To have a child like that…”
“Not all children are going to be Sabina,” Mick chuckled and Reagan nodded her head. “I know… but I also feel like… it would be cheating a child right now… as I do work with Sabina.”
“I understand,” Mick whispered as he got up from his side of the table and sat down next to Reagan. “So… we both have time to think about it.”
“Yeah,” Reagan nodded her head.
“And maybe think about those other steps that should come first,” Mick stated as he shoved his hand into his pocket. He pulled out the box and shrugged his shoulders. “Not the romantic gesture I thought it would be…”
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