| Subject: Chapter 21 (A little short - sorry, but enjoy!) |
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Date Posted: Sunday, September 18, 06:52:11pm
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's message, "The Healing Touch II - Chapter 20 +" on Friday, September 16, 04:55:50pm
Chapter 21
“Yes”, Alexandria answered the call immediately.
“We found them. Extract mission is live.” Cecelia was brief and to the point.
“Status?”
“Unknown. We should have conditions in ten minutes. First we have to secure the perimeter and extract safely.”
“Patch me in live to the team lead. I want to hear it. And they are to brought to Center.”
“Of course.”
*****
Michael heard the gun shots and realized that somehow Section had found them. Marcali went to a bank of monitors and cursed. “How? There were no tracking devices, nothing to lead them here. She told me there would be an adequate warning for me to find an RP.”
Mick then walked into the room with a gun in hand and team of operatives heavily armed. The team took out all the guards in the room easily. That left Michael still secured with Marcali and Mick looked directly at each other, “Nikolai, this little exercise is over. You were never to hurt either one of them and you know it.”
“Parameters changed.”
“Under whose order?” Mick asked disdainfully.
“My own. I am sick of your rules, your games. If you are going to leave me out here to take care of this then I am going to do it my way.”
“It was never supposed to be about your way.”
“No it wasn’t. But I have had enough of doing that bitches dirty work. You can tell Alexandria that I will see her in hell. I won’t do this anymore. You’ll have to kill me Mick.”
Mick hesitated not a second and a single shot rang out and Marcali fell to the floor. Mick looked at his handiwork, “Him, I will not miss.”
Mick then looked over at Michael and saw the deadly gleam in Michael’s eye. Mick ordered the men with him, “Get him released.”
Once Michael was released he immediately grabbed a gun from the leg of the operative closest to him. “Mick…”
Mick used his most soothing tone with the angry young man, “Now Michael I understand that you are upset. But trust me, it was not supposed to be this way, he was never to have hurt either one of you…”
Once again Michael pointed a gun directly at Mick, even though Michael was surrounded by operatives that would shoot him instantly if he tried to hurt Mick and he heard them all raise their weapons immediately, Michael didn’t care. Something here was very, very wrong and Mick was in the middle of it.
“Michael this can be explained. But we need to get back to Center first. Nikita needs you and she will need medical attention.”
At the sound of her name his anger was diffused and all he could think about was Nikita and if she was all right. He lowered the weapon and Mick gave him a comm device. Michael heard the team lead reporting, “Perimeter secured. Target acquired.”
Michael knew who was on the other end demanding status, “Cecelia? Where is Nikita?”
Without hesitation she answered, “She’s four hundred feet from you Michael, to the southwest.”
Michael moved quickly, the shot to the thigh was a flesh wound, the bullet had went straight through and though it hurt like hell, getting to Nikita was all he could think about.
As he reached the door to the cell where they had kept her multiple operatives were already around her, one Michael recognized from Medical. “How is she?”
“We need to get her to transport, now. I’ll have a better idea there.”
Michael on his knees beside her gently pushed the hair out of her face and lightly kissed her forehead, “:Nikita? Can you hear me?”
She didn’t stir nor move. There was no response from her at all.
“She’s in deep shock Michael. Her body is shutting down so she can heal. We need to get her warm.”
“Give me the blankets.”
“Michael, you are hurt yourself. Let us take care of her.”
“I said give me the blankets. I will carry her out.”
The doctor did as he was told and he watched, and tried to help, as Michael warmly wrapped her in the thermal blankets then picked her up and carried her to the awaiting van. Only once she was safe and being taken care of did he let them look at the leg wound.
*****
The arrival at Center was an unprecedented event. In the two hours it took them to get there they had stitched up Michael’s leg, using only a small local, he refused to be knocked out and lose sight of Nikita. He talked to her at times during the trip, straightened her blankets, checked her vitals, gave her small kisses and bargained with her to please wake up.
A medical team was standing by and they placed Nikita on the gurney and took off down the hall. A beautiful, tall woman called to him, “Michael?”
He turned and was stunned to be looking into the same sky-blue eyes as Nikita’s. The woman was exquisite, held herself in the same way Nikita did and had the same cheekbones. He stood staring at her.
“Welcome to Center. I’m Alexandria.”
Michael merely politely nodded and waited.
“You and Nikita are very important to me. In time you will understand that. For now, I’m sure you want to be with Nikita. Rest assured she will be fine. We have the finest medical technology here at Center. Frederic here will show you to her side. We’ll talk again very soon.”
Michael paused only long enough to blink and then he took a step closer to her, “If she dies….”
But Alexandria was ready for him, “She won’t. No need for threats Michael. Go now.”
*****
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