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Date Posted: Tuesday, August 23, 06:21:11pm
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's message, "The Healing Touch II Chapter 8 +" on Monday, August 15, 08:09:01pm
Chapter 11 – Part II
She awoke warm, secure, and with her body completely curled around his. He was awake and watching her with that loving expression in his eyes that she remembered so well.
“Was I asleep long?” her voice was husky with sleep.
“No, just a little while,” he said while stroking her hair.
He had studied her closely while she slept, taking in the lines of stress on her pale face, and the loss of her curves, victims of her obvious weight loss. She was not taking care of herself at all and he was worried. Both her physical and mental state seemed to be fragile now and he needed to handle her gently, but still make sure that she felt like she was in control. He would not deceive her again, but she needed his help whether she wanted it or not.
“I missed you.”
“If there had been another way…”
“No. Don’t, please don’t. Not yet. I don’t want to go into all of that now. I just want to know that you are here.”
“I am. And I won’t go anywhere, if you don’t want me to.”
“I don’t. I just want us to be together. Is that going to be possible?”
He wanted to give her the answer that she was looking for, the one that she desperately needed to hear. But he did not want to lie to her, to build up false hopes, not now. “I don’t know yet. There has to be a way. For now we have to figure out the next few weeks.”
He seemed so uncertain, truthful but very uncertain. It was so unlike Michael and it scared her. She knew she was expecting too much, but she couldn’t help it. She meant it when she said that she couldn’t really live without him. But as she lay there she could feel him puling away ever so slightly and she had to try to find her defenses, she found the only thing that she could.
“We have a lot of work to do Michael. I think we should get busy.”
He looked at her curiously, unaware of what was going through that brilliant mind of hers, “In a little while.”
“What do you mean ‘a little while’?
“You need rest. I’m going to order food. Then we will work. There’s time.”
“Michael, there’s not time and you know it. We have barely two days before this whole thing begins and we have a lot to do,” her tone was slightly panicked and she knew it and she hated herself for it. She couldn’t have him being nice to her, taking care of her. She didn’t even know if they would ever be together again or not.
“I know.” He reached out to her and brought her lips to his, tasting her one more time. Then he got up and grabbed his clothing, hastily putting it on. He picked her up, blankets and all and placed her on the sofa and sat next to her on the edge.
“Please listen to me for a minute. I know you’re scared. I am too. But I have Walter working on it.” He motioned to all the paperwork spread about in front of them, “You already know all this. You’re too smart not to. And you already have a takeover strategy in place, with a contingency plan, and another contingency plan. You’ve worked for hours and hours on this and you and I both know it. You need to rest.”
She knew he was right, she hated it, but he was right. She was so very tired. “I’ll try to nap for a little while. Will that make you happy?”
He kissed her on the forehead, each cheek and then her lips, “Yes it will.”
Fear snaked through her, “You won’t leave?”
He smiled at her, “No. I won’t leave. I’ll be right over in that chair doing a report that Section has to have.”
“All right.”
Michael settled into the chair and started his laptop, it didn’t take but mere moments and she was once again sound asleep, her exhaustion overtaking her working mind. He would let her rest a couple of hours, longer than they really could afford, but she needed it, and he knew it. He finished the report to Section quickly and sent it. Then he called Walter.
“Michael, where have you been? I’ve been trying to call you!”
“I’m at Nikita’s.”
“Oh,” Walter replied with a knowing tone. “Since you haven’t been answering the phone then I guess things there are pretty ok?”
“It’s going to take time.”
“Aw, you two were meant to be together. She’ll come around.”
Michael hoped so as he watched the woman that he loved sleep, “What do you have Walter?”
“I found traces of deeply encrypted calls from Wolfe Enterprises. The calls originate either from Grey Wellman’s office and sometimes there’s a cell phone used that I haven’t been able to trace yet. But the really interesting part is whose receiving the calls. I found calls going to both Marcali Industries and to Center.”
“Focus on the calls to Center. We need to know who he is calling.”
“Do you know how hard it is to try to get that kind of information out of Center?”
“Yes.”
Walter sighed, “I’ll keep trying. But I can’t promise anything.”
Michael clicked the cell phone shut and then ordered dinner for the two of them.
*****
She woke to the feel of his soft kisses and in between he was whispering her name softly, gently waking her from sleep.
“Mmmmm, nice way to wake up.”
He responding by thoroughly kissing her, but then he drew back. There was much to do and she was way too tempting in her current warm, sleep tousled state.
She sat up and ran her hand through her long hair. “Something smells wonderful.”
“Are you hungry?”
“Starving.”
“Good. Let’s eat, then we have work to do. I just spoke with Walter and things are getting more complicated.”
“Michael wait just a minute. I’m going to need to understand why you’ve done the things that have happened. I’m not judging you or anything, but if I’m going to be with you….”
“I understand Nikita. I’ll tell you the whole story tonight about Section.”
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