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Date Posted: Monday, October 31, 05:43:47pm
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's message, "The Healing Touch - Chapter 25+" on Thursday, October 13, 02:39:21pm
Chapter 27
Mick was just completely done with this nonsense, “Alexandria, even for you, that statement is insane. Enough of this. Enough!”
But now Walter was mad, “Mick you little pain in the ass. Don’t you dare talk to her that way. No, now you will show her the respect that she deserves!”
“Respect? I should show her some respect? Let’s just lay all the cards on the table shall we then. You took the nice cushy assignment of watching after our boy Michael here for years and years. You and I and Alexandria all knew that Michael posed no threat to the organization and that he would never have given up any intel to anyone. But you convinced us all that he needed a watcher. And why? So that you had all the freedom that you needed to see Alexandria as often as you wanted to. Oh yes, don’t look so surprised I have every single little tryst that the two of you have had for the last ten years recorded. Wouldn’t the Board just love to know about that.”
Mick paused, took a drink of water, and continued, “So don’t you dare talk to me about how the two of you have sacrificed, how you now deserve to be together. Bullshit, all of it is bullshit. You’ve amassed a fortune in illegal terrorist holdings that you’ve been collecting. Did you really think that I was that stupid Alexandria? I’m much smarter than you ever gave me credit for, much smarter.”
“And as for having to keep Nikita here, I don’t think so. I have the medications that she will need. And the little ‘love nest’ that you two had all set up is being disassembled even as we speak. Did you really think that you could get away with this?”
Walter, angered to the point of no return, reached behind him for the weapon that he carried but was immediately stopped by a silent guard. Other guards appeared throughout the room, weapons drawn and pointed at Walter and Alexandria.
“How dare you Mick? How could you do this to me?” Alexandria shrieked at her younger brother. She had no idea that he was like this, had never given any indication of this type of challenge to her authority.
Mick just smiled and said congenially, “How could I not? You made yourself an easy target. I became so inconsequential to you that you let your guard down. From that point on everything was simple.”
“I’m done with both of you now. Nikita’s been through enough.” Mick told the guards, “Take them to their quarters on four. Stay there until I send further instructions.”
Walter gave a deadly look to Mick, “You won’t get away with this you son of a …”
Mick just brushed him aside, “Save your breath. You’re going to need it.”
Michael, Nikita and Mick waited as the guards led the less-that-cooperative pair out of the room.
Michael was very concerned about the now extremely pale and shaken-looking Nikita. She seemed so fragile right now and he knew that she needed to rest and he intended to watch over her as she did just that. Actually, even though he knew logically she would never allow it, he never wanted to let her out of his sight again. He just wanted to watch each breath that she took, wanted to see her smile and laugh again, wanted to give her such happiness that she could never want for more.
But at this moment she just needed loving, tender care.
Mick watched as Michael took in the sight of the very delicate Nikita. He felt terrible for what they had been through. He knew there had been no other way, and he had tried to protect both of them as much as possible. But he knew that Nikita’s psyche had to be damaged at this point, the poor girl, trying to take in Alexandria as her mother, and those horrible threats to keep her and Michael here. Mick just couldn’t have allowed that at all. He had many sins to atone for in his life, but the destruction of Michael and Nikita was not one that he wanted on his conscience.
No as good as they would be at running this organization that burden now belonged to Mick, not them. They were a very special couple, talented, and they deserved a life outside of this dark world.
“Michael, I have arranged for temporary quarters for you and Nikita while you both get some rest. Do you want to take her there now?”
Nikita looked at Michael and they exchanged their own silent communication, “Yes. Thank you.”
Michael careful picked her up in his arms and she put hers arms around his neck and laid her head on his chest. He carried her to the room where Mick led them to. Michael carefully laid his precious Nikita on the bed in the room and pulled the coverlet over her. Sweeping her cheek with the back of his hand he told her, “I’ll be right back. I need to speak with Mick. Try to rest.”
She closed her eyes as he had gently instructed but he knew she would not really sleep until he was at her side and holding her. He had to make the conversation with Mick short.
“Mick, thank you.”
“No thanks needed. We can talk later. Is there anything that you need right now?”
“No. I think Nikita and I just need to rest for a while.”
“Take care of her Michael. If you need anything there will be a guard right outside the door.”
Mick saw Michael stiffen and quickly reassured him, “He is not there to keep you in Michael. He’s there to make sure that the two of you are not disturbed. You are not a prisoner and you no longer belong to Section. But we will discuss that later.”
On those words Mick left and Michael returned to Nikita. He softly sat on the bed beside her and stroked her shoulder, her eyes fluttered open and his heart broke to see tears on her cheeks. “Oh my Nikita, please don’t cry.”
“I can’t help it. I’m sorry. I just didn’t expect to find my mother that way. She’s so awful Michael.”
He lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms, cradling her against his warmth and his strength. He felt her sobs continue, and he had no words that could comfort her about this. She needed to come to resolution on her own, and that knowledge hurt him to his core. He hated to see her in such anguish, he simply never wanted her in pain ever again. Mentally he cursed Walter and Alexandria for the additional pain that they had put her through, all for their own personal gain.
He felt her shiver and he pulled her tighter against him, brought the covers up over her small shoulders. He kissed her forehead and she laid her head against his heart and listened to the steady beat. Slowly she relaxed in his arms and her breathing evened out. Michael stayed awake at least an hour making sure that she was deeply asleep and that she was all right. Finally the exhaustion overtook him and he fell asleep beside her, but never let her go.
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