TT22 -- The New Alternate Universe of La Femme Nikita

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Date Posted: 09:13:58 05/04/02 Sat
Author: Repost Fairy
Author Host/IP: 64.193.19.25
Subject: TT22
In reply to: Esme 's message, "Turned Tables" on 22:54:00 05/03/02 Fri

�She�s going to sleep,� Michael said joining her on the couch.

�I hope she is going to be alright.�

�Me too.�

Michael looked off in the distance his eyes closed briefly. He glanced towards the huddled figure in the bed. �One day that son of a bitch is going to kill her.�

He stood up and moved to stare at the window. He felt Nikita staring at him and turned to move towards the couch. He sat down again and sighed for hate umpteenth time that night.

�I have to go.�

�You work tomorrow. Why didn�t you say something it�s late.�

�Lisa needed help.�

�Merde,� he whispered as he rose holding out his hand. He helped her up and began walking to the door, handing her purse on the way.

They rode the elevator hand and hand in silence. As they walked to the car he squeezed her hand.

�I�m sorry,� he whispered as they got to the car.

�It�s not a problem. She needed help. Besides it�s not too late.�

�Yeah right. Please be careful driving.�

�Will do.�
She opened the door and lowered the window as she got in and closed the door. She smiled as he bent down to met her eyes. She put her hand over his on the edge of the door.

�Thank you for everything, Nikita,� he said softly.

�Anytime.�

She moved and kissed his lips. Her hands drifted to his face and held him close as his hand wound through her hair. They kissed for what seemed like forever before she pulled away. Her eyes bright.

He pulled his hands away and shook his head. �Goodnight, Nikita.�

�Goodnight.�

He stepped away form the car and with one last smile she drove away. He watched until her lights were barely visible and then moved upstairs. That woman was something special.

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TT 23 -- Repost Fairy, 14:39:31 06/21/02 Fri