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Date Posted: 22:08:08 02/16/02 Sat
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It was well past mid-night when Michael returned to Section. The training run with Nikita was over and he had dropped her off at her apartment. She had successfully tagged two of the three marks he had chosen. It wasn’t perfect, but it wasn’t too bad either. At least it seemed that she was finally learning to use her looks to distract her target. It would be ideal if he could take her out once more to practice before the Chandler mission would be set but time was running short. Madeline had informed him just that afternoon that the final profile would be approved by early morning if not sooner.
He sighed as he opened the door to his office and entered. He had to admit, he was a little concerned with the upcoming mission and Nikita’s role in it. Alex Chandler was a wealthy, well-known and respected philanthropist. Nikita would like that, especially when she found out that many of his charitable contributions was to shelters for runaway teenagers. What she and the rest of the public didn’t know was that a great many of the teenagers who stayed at those shelters, mysteriously disappeared. Interpol suspected that Chandler or someone close to him, was selling the missing teens into the booming and very lucrative white slavery industry in the middle east. But so far, Interpol had been unable to place anyone close enough to Chandler or his associates to gather the necessary evidence needed to indict him. Interpol had placed a call through to the Agency and the Agency had passed the assignment down to Section.
Sitting down, Michael turned on his lap top and pulled up the file on Chandler once more and re-read the profile. This was not classified as a Valentine mission so Michael couldn’t technically ask that someone other than Nikita be placed on point. Instead Operations had designated the mission as intel-gathering and Nikita’s job was to get retrieve the information Section required. But Michael was well aware that Section would not protest if the mission became a valentine operation.
Michael expelled a breath of air. He sat staring at the screen before him, his thoughts far away. Madeline and Operations were counting on the fact that Nikita would be drawn to Chandler because of her background. But once she found out what he was really involved with… Michael didn’t know how she would react. She’d led such a rough life already; it just didn’t seem fair to deliberately mislead her trust.
With a weary sigh, Michael sat back and closed his eyes. Maybe there was some truth to the rumors circulating Section. He was spending too time with Nikita. This protectiveness he had for her was a situation that could become dangerous to both of them. The worst thing he could do was to make Nikita too dependent upon him; she had to be able to stand on her own. He knew that, but as much as he tried, Michael could just not bring himself to let her go. He had such an overwhelming feeling that if he didn’t watch out for her, Nikita would end up dead long before she leaned to fend for herself in Section.
Michael’s thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He pulled it out, looked at the incoming phone number, and then reached over to engage the audio block from his office. “Yes.”
Adam’s young voice answered him. “Hi daddy.”
Michael smiled. His voice gentled. “Hello Adam.”
“Hi daddy.”
In the background, Michael could hear Elena’s voice prompting Adam. “Say, ‘love you, daddy’.”
“Love-you.”
“I love you too, son.”
“Say, ‘when you coming home, daddy?’” Adam made a muffled sound and then Michael heard Elena come on the phone.
“Hi honey. Are we bothering you?”
“No. I’m just finishing up some notes from a meeting,” Michael answered.
“I’m getting ready to take Adam out to the park. It’s been raining the past two days and he’s been cooped up inside. You know how he hates that.”
“Are you both all right?” Michael already knew the answer to that. Section had 24 hour surveillance on the house and on Elena and Adam.
“Oh we’re fine.” There was a smile in her voice. “We just miss you terribly. I miss you terribly.”
“I miss you too.” There was a pause. Michael could hear Adam tugging at his mother, hurrying her. “My meetings should be over by this Friday,” he said to her. “If all goes well, I’ll be home by Saturday evening.”
Elena’s voice cheered up. “Really? Oh I hope so, Michael. I hate how this job takes you away from us so often.”
“I know. But it pays well,” Michael answered. “And it’s just for a little while. I’ll be back there before you know it.”
“Promises, promises,” Elena sighed.
Michael smiled. “Give Adam a kiss for me.”
“All right. I love you.”
“I love you too,” he said. “Bye.”
After he hung up the phone, Michael sighed and turned off the audio scrambler. Having Elena call while he was trying to figure out what to do with Nikita and the Chandler mission brought two opposing sides of his life crashing together so unexpectedly, he was left feeling a little dazed.
Disengage, he told himself. Focus on first things first. And so Michael pushed thoughts of Elena and Adam to the back of his mind and focused entirely on Nikita.
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