| Entwined Family |
| Nikita woke up several hours later feeling a little rested but very sore. She struggled to sit up but noticed that her arms were still restrained. She was frantic. She could feel the blood dripping out of her. She shouldn't be bleeding at all during her pregnancy. Suddenly she heard the voice that she most desired to hear in the world at any time, but most especially now: Michael's. "Michael?" she whispered trying not to laugh. She could feel something vibrating which tickled near her ribcage. "Oui Kita. Listen to me. We are coming to get you. All you have to do is survive my love." Michael encouraged her. Just then 2 of the same 3 men entered the room grinning. "Ah she's awake. The most desired female in all of the Sections. They both grinned." "Stay strong love. I'll be there soon" Michael whispered as he signed off. "What do you want?" Nikita demanded. One of the men made his way lazily over to where she lay. She stiffened slightly. "Hello Darlin'g how are ya feeling? Ready to have some more fun with ole Gus and I here?" he slurred. They were drunk Nikita realized. Flat out stone drunk. Tequila from the smell of it. 'Why me?' Nikita prayed to the powers above. 'Why me? Why now? I'm suppose to be married in two days!' she wailed inwardly. 10 minutes later the two men were still fondling her. Nikita just layed there not moving, not responding, secure in her love for Michael that he would arrive before they took it any further once again. Her head was in thoughts of Michael. The sweet memories they each carried with them. The night they had conceived the twins the most memorable. That night meant the world to both of them. She was suddenly snapped out of her dream state by a vicious slap. "BITCH!" the first man yelled. You're thinking of "HIM" when we are the ones giving you pleasure!" Nikita laughed. She couldn't help it. "Pleasure?" she asked sarcastically. "You don't have a beat on him in that department! You don't know what pleasure is but I'll be sure to show you once we're all back in Section. The pleasure of ripping your cold heart out of your chest right after he does!" "You think he's going to find us?" Gus asked. "There's not a chance in hell. Besides we're green listed in Oversight. He can't touch us" they wise cracked smirking. "Not anymore you're not!" George said from one side of the room. Both men twirled around in surprise to see not only George but a whole team of Section Operatives surrounding the room led by Michael. Both men's face went pale. "Take them" George ordered. The team quickly secured the targets and cleared out of the room. Michael rushed over to Nikita's side releasing the restraints. "Are you alright love?" he asked. "Yes Michael" she replied her eyes sparkling into his as they both kissed for a sweet moment. Michael felt something warm and wet on the bed and looked down to see blood. "Kita?" he asked just as he felt her pass out in his arms. He quickly lifted her full body into his arms and carried her out to the van laying her down carefully. Walter was at her side immediatley. "We need ice to stop the bleeding. If we don't stop the bleeding she's going to lose those wee ones" he told Michael. Michael nodded as an operative quickly came up with some ice. "Will she be alright?" he asked Walter. "Hard to say Michael. Hard to say. Looks like she was penetrated several times and roughly too. At minimum she's going to be very sore and she'd be damned lucky if she can deliver those babies naturally. We'll probably have to do a C-Section." Walter explained. Michael nodded as Walter moved away to give them some privacy. Nikita was unconscious but perhaps that was best. Her body needed rest, lots of it. As long as his Nikita would survive he would be fine. He needed her, loved her, she was his life. Without her he was nothing. Just a devil in disguise. A devil with no angel. That right there was enough reason for her to survive. |
| Part 9 |