A MATTER OF SMALL TREASONS

By DANA V.

PART 1

Nikita was driving back to Section rather fast for someone who didn't want to be noticed. She couldn't take the image of Michael's family out of her head. It was the last thing she expected to find at his home.

For the moment she was just angry and she wanted to be free of it; free of her obsession with him, free of trying to understand or accept him as he was. Tears of frustration went down her cheeks unrestricted.

The idea of him being married was killing her. Coming from a dysfunctional family, marriage was for her the forbidden land that bound someone beyond any possible reach. She felt she had lost him and didn't want to stir up any hope by thinking that maybe it was not for real. She would never try to get between a husband and his wife, let alone deprive a child of a loving home. It was over.

A numb pain in her chest and stomach told her the idea was sinking in, at least on a physical level. The sooner she assimilated it, the better.

She parked her car mindlessly and got out with zombie-like movements. For the first time since she was recruited, she felt completely lonely. She only realized now that Michael had always been there in the back of her head as a quiet force she was relying on. Even when all seemed to indicate that she shouldn't trust him, she couldn't detach herself from him completely. It was a contradiction that sometimes bothered her for days, it was consuming her energy, making her relentless, but all summed up he had always been there. Now, for the first time, he wasn't.

She punched in the combination to open the heavy metal door to her prison and got in. The long, narrow, hospital-clean halls in Section seemed emptier now than ever. The cold light was hurting her eyes that were certainly red, but she didn't bother to check. The next mission didn't start before another 3 hours, but her presence was required before that. She had to get her panel from Birkoff first and to thank him for finding Michael's address. If that was something to thank him for. Well, it wasn't Birkoff's fault, whatever it was.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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