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Date Posted: Saturday, August 30, 06:39:37pm
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's message, "Commix 531+" on Tuesday, August 26, 07:36:01pm
Every bone and muscle in his body hurt as he looked at Kate. He knew that they needed to talk, but after talking to Michael, it was like he had been ran over by something much stronger than a steamroller. Michael had made his point clear and Regas knew it. But now the love of his life was looking at him with an intensity that he had hoped not to see from her right now. “Can we talk in the morning?”
“You announce that you are going to become the head of security for The Centre and give up being a PI and then Michael shows up here after midnight when he should be home with his pregnant wife… I think we need to talk now,” Kate bluntly spoke as it was clear that although Regas was tired, Kate was fired up.
Regas sat down on the bed as Kate stood there over him. “Kate… I just have been overwhelmed. I’ve been trying to change things in my life and in many ways it’s like my life hasn’t changed,” Regas sighed as he shook his head from side to side. Kate just stood there watching him. The look on her face said that she needed a lot more. “It was a moment of… spontaneous decision making that I regret.”
“I don’t want you to change,” Kate leaned down and then sat down taking Regas’ hand into hers. “I know who you are… and I might not know the details of what you did in your other career… but I know that it is what makes you so special.”
“Kate… it’s not…”
“I also know that you are a man of action… and usually you have patience,” Kate continued as she needed to say this. “I don’t know why you are trying to rush something.”
“Rush Nikita?” Regas chuckled. “We’ve been with this problem for a long time, Kate.”
“Then what are a few more months?” Kate posed and Regas swallowed hard. He blinked and rolled his shoulders back, knowing exactly what he felt. “Because in a couple more months… maybe it will be, when the baby is a year old…”
Kate pressed her lips together. She didn’t know the specifics. She didn’t want to know the specifics, it was so much better. “But isn’t that part of being the client? That’s who you work for… and yes, maybe not dealing with it isn’t what you feel is emotionally correct… but they are the client.”
“I’m not going to get involved with this Kate… I don’t have to explain why I just feel we have to do something… before it does something to us.”
“To them. It would happen to them,” Kate pointed out clearly. “And I don’t believe either of them would blame you if something happens because they hadn’t dealt with the situation.”
Regas slumped back on the bed and rubbed his head. He had a headache and he just wanted to sleep. “Kate… I’m not giving up… I just vented some frustrations today that really scared people… that’s not like me at all.. but it is also not like me to be so worried about something… I’ve been in situations that would make people throw up just listening to them… but I didn’t know the people… I know Michael… and god, I love the woman that Nikita is… and what I’ve been doing... scares me that it isn’t right… and this is so why you shouldn’t mix your friends with business.”
Kate watched as Regas turned his head to the side. It was good to know that he wasn’t giving up on this. She had a feeling that Nikita would turn her world upside down to face whatever it was that everyone was protecting her from if she saw Regas right now. She would never want someone to be in pain because of her. That was Nikita, but it didn’t need to be Nikita. Kate laid down next to Regas and sighed. “Remember when you first met me… and when you first helped me after Adrian’s break in?”
“Yes,” Regas drew out his words, not sure of where Kate was going with this. He turned his head to look at her eyes.
Kate gently smiled. “I didn’t want to face things, did I? I wanted to run away from things… you didn’t let me… but you didn’t force me to deal with it head on… you gave me the means to look at it and then address it… self defense… being there…”
“I can’t do anything to take the long way around this…”
“Not my point,” Kate shook her head gently as she pushed Regas’ hair back from his face. “You didn’t give up. There is probably a reason why Nikita entrusted you with what she did. She knows about us…and how you managed to get into my life at a hard time for me. She is a very smart woman, Regas.”
Regas had not even thought of any of this in that manner. It was all out of sorts and he closed his eyes heavily. Michael was going to do something, Regas knew that. But deep down, even with Michael basically giving permission to open those results, Regas would never do that unless Roberta was on the road to Michael and Nikita right now, physically and about to be there in ten minutes.
“You are going to call Davenport in the morning?” Kate asked as she pushed at the blankets and reached over the light to drop them into the darkness that Regas needed.
“Yeah… he is going to be so upset…”
“I doubt it,” Kate chuckled. Davenport was going to be relieved.
“If he has a discussion with Helmut first… he’ll be upset,” Regas muttered as he was already drifting asleep, not even under any of the covers that Kate was trying to get them under. Kate stopped and rolled up next to Regas.
Peace.
*
Michael was relived to see that Nikita was still asleep in bed. He had a feeling that Regas was changing his mind, but Michael’s worries instantly came to Nikita when he pulled up to the house to find that Walter was still awake. Walter admitted that he had seen Michael leave and needed to know what was going on. Michael gave Walter the abbreviated version and headed off to bed. Seeing that Nikita was still asleep was a good sign.
Shutting the door softly, Michael slipped out of his clothes and sat down on the bed gently. He smiled as he looked at Nikita sleeping on her side. He eased in next to her and happily wrapped his arms around Nikita.
He should have worries about what to do with Roberta’s intrusion into their lives constantly and the wonders of what would happen with those test results, but Michael was tired and he just wanted to hold his wife.
“Are you going to tell me where you were?” Nikita spoke with a clear voice that spoke volumes that Nikita was wide awake. Michael stayed silent until Nikita turned in Michael’s arms and looked at him. “It must have been about Roberta or something… you didn’t want me to know about.”
Michael blinked his eyes in shame as he lifted a hand to push at Nikita’s hair. “You are to be asleep.”
“I fell asleep early… and I knew as soon as you left the house… I saw you pull out in the car,” Nikita revealed as she looked at Michael and then kissed his lips gently. “I’m sure you had a real reason.”
“And we’ve discussed it at length that you don’t want me to be involved in some things that I have to be involved with… just so you don’t need to be,” Michael spoke carefully as he watched Nikita’s face. He could have gotten into details here, but that would be taking advantage of the situation. He was not going to do that to Nikita. If he was going to broach the subject of the test results that were not going to be bedroom talk. That would be done with Jurgen right there for them.
Nikita’s jaw tensed as she had confirmation of what she thought and turned her head. “So… was someone going to do something stupid too?”
Michael sometimes couldn’t understand how Nikita had a sixth sense about things, but she did. She had once told him that he did the same to her, but he doubted that it ever hit her like it hit him right now. He just didn’t know how Nikita could know what was going on. “Counts on what you call stupid.”
Nikita blinked her eyes, knowing that Michael was avoiding confirming something. Nikita had a strong belief she knew what was going on. There had been signs. “Regas thinking that I would allow him to take over the Head of Security job at The Centre ranks up there in the range of stupid moves.”
Michael didn’t know how Nikita knew, but she did. “He isn’t doing anything stupid.”
“Anymore,” Nikita added and Michael tilted his head to the side. “How can you even know these things?”
“I’m sure that it isn’t as simple as Regas getting engaged to Kate… but that has to be some of the factor. As soon as the job came up, I started to wonder if Regas was going to feel compelled to take it. I know that he still feels responsible for what happened to SCII when Adrian broke in,” Nikita explained as she blinked her eyes and slyly grinned at Michael. “I’m glad that you are home.”
“You are an amazing woman, Kita,” Michael kissed her lips gently and then looked at her more as her hand grazed his hips. He looked at Nikita’s hand and then back up at Nikita’s face. “Something else as you up?”
“Only if you are up,” Nikita saucily retorted as she winked. Michael laughed as he moved closer and then ran his fingers along her burgeoning stomach. “Will our child mind?”
“Our child will mind if its mother doesn’t get satisfied,” Nikita commented and Michael laughed as Nikita ran her fingers down off of Michael’s hip. She closed her eyes, groaned gently and then licked her lips. “Nice and firm I see.”
“I don’t think you see… I think you feel,” Michael retorted as he did not mind feeling Nikita’s hand around him, making all the worries about this day wash away. He loved his wife so much and he loved being with her. Making love to her now was just a perfect way to make everything perfect once more.
“Maybe I want to see… can you help me see?” Nikita batted her eyes from side to side. Michael shifted and tossed the sheet off and then licked his lips. Nikita was naked and he didn’t know why he hadn’t realized that sooner. “Did you miss me?”
“Terribly.”
“Really?”
“Don’t believe me… feel how wet you have made me just being next to me,” Nikita shifted and eased one leg up and sat the foot on the bed, opening herself to Michael. Michael looked at her from her lips on down. “Looks delicious.”
“You can taste,” Nikita didn’t even flinch as she suggested her down and dirty comment and she really meant it. She dropped a finger down and arched her back gently. “It’s nice and ready.”
“Is that all you want?” Michael asked as he shifted and stopped to nip at her growing chest. Nikita laughed. “I want it all.”
“Really?”
“The whole buffet is mine, darling Michael. Are you up for it?”
“We’ll see whole is stuffed first,” Michael replied and Nikita giggled. “I hope to god I’m the one that is stuffed… stuffed full of sausage…”
“You can have sausage… or pastrami… or whatever else you want to call it,” Michael commented as he turned his head to grasp Nikita’s other erect nipple, knowing that it was going to get very hot in here.
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