A WALK BETWEEN TWO HEARTS-10

By LORRAINE 0.

PART 10

After picking up her weapons from Munitions, Nikita made her way down to the access point, eyes darting about casually despite her inner nerves. She would be damned if she was going to let the likes of Simone or Section itself get the best of her.

Rounding the corner, she looked up only to meet the steady solemn gaze of Michael. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. He looked somehow different to her. He was dressed in his usual combat black, his hair swept off his face, a gun at his hip and in his hand. Approaching him, she stared back at him, pausing in front of him before turning to enter the waiting van.

Michael wanted so badly to reach out to her, but instead, he kept his rigid stance, letting his eyes speak to her instead. If she caught his message, she didn’t let on. Michael swallowed, his stomach tense as he watched her move away past him, her flared hips swaying slightly. He was actually impressed she didn’t lay one on him upside his head after what he did to here just minutes earlier.

Simone looked up as the two of them entered the van and just as quickly, went back to her work on the laptop. Her fingers moved nimbly over the small keys, her attention back to the mission at hand. The engine started up and the door closed, creating a sudden heavy quiet cross over the team.

Nikita set her gun across her lap, chewing absently on her gum. She could see Michael leaning over Simone, his hand on her shoulder to keep him steady as the van pulled forward.

Simone looked up at him and then went back to her screen. Typing in a code, a smaller screen popped up. She wasn’t too sure this was the best time to show him this, but things just weren’t working out right. It was time to take a chance. Michael looked at it and read the contents. It was Intel that proved Tristan was indeed alive and in Sections care as he had always been. Simone typed in a message for him as he took in the information. Birkoff managed to get this encrypted Intel to me just a few minutes ago. He is alive Michael,, our baby boy,, alive.

Michael read the last of the Intel and then scanned over her message. Without a word, he stood upright and went over to the far end of the van next to Nikita.

Simone furrowed her bows slightly, trying not to give away her obviously mixed emotions.

Pulling out a keypad over a younger operative, Michael typed out a message of his own. Simone arched her eyebrow as it popped onto her screen. I wont let Nikita die.

Simone blinked rapidly, her heart pounded furiously in her chest. With every ounce of self-control she possessed, she hit delete and returned her attention to the mission profile. There had to be a way to get them all out alive and keep Tristan safe. There had to be.

The ringing of Michael’s cell interrupted any thoughts the team had and they all looked at him as he flipped it open.

Yes?

Michael looked about the van overtop of everyone’s head as he listened.

Are you sure? He asked calmly. Another pause and he then pulled the phone from his ear, closing it. Read adjusting his earpiece and microphone, he sat down on a small pull out seat in the corner.

Mission is aborted. Return to Section.

He signalled the driver and the engine sound changed dramatically, the van slowed down, turning sharply within a few seconds.

Madeline and Operations watched the closed circuit carefully, Madeline’s gaze taking in the reactions of the operatives and assessing them in her mind already. She was concerned over Michael resistance to Simone and the news of Tristan. She frowned slightly knowing the next steps would be crucial.

Perhaps a nudge in the right direction is in order.

She crossed her arms over her chest, turning to look at Operations beside her.

He nodded, hands sliding into his pant pockets. Yes, I think a nudge just might be in order. Make the arrangements to bring him in.

Alright. Her voice was silky smooth as she smiled faintly.

Operations eyes were glued to her rear as she moved away and he found himself holding his breath. Sucking in some air, he shook his head imagining her naked in his bed.

So long ago…… so long ago. He mumbled recalling their days together. His attention came back to the present and he watched the team walk by from his lofty perch.

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