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Date Posted: Friday, February 19, 08:03:36pm
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Rita
's message, "TMTC" on Tuesday, July 24, 12:04:39pm
Chapter Twenty Five
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“Then why did you never confront your father for ordering the cancellation of the person who protected you regardless of the consequences?” This part was personal.
“I didn’t agree, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t take advantage of the opportunity on your behalf.” He picks now to hash this out? Nikita thought even as she evaded the question.
“Regardless of my personal desire?” Michael let her temporarily dodge his question.
“You used to hold dreams of freedom inside,” A wistful look came over her face as Nikita recalled a conversation they’d had in Dingman’s Hollow shortly before the evaluations and purge.
“Freedom with you,” Michael countered softly.
This isn’t freedom, suddenly echoed in Nikita’s head, a phrase she’d used before her recruitment by Center and return to Section. She shook her head softly, “That was never a possibility.”
“I know.” Michael’s voice held a tinge of sadness. “You should have asked.”
“You never did,” Nikita parried. How many times had Michael hurt her in order to keep her alive or make decisions on her behalf without consulting her?
“Something you resented,” Michael reminded.
“At the time yes, “Nikita admitted. “I was much more self-righteous then. About many things.”
Michael’s features softened momentarily at her indirect apology before he reiterated his earlier question. “You liberated me from Section despite cancellation mandated by your father.”
“Yes,” Nikita visibly winced at the reminder of one of her father’s cruelest decisions, ostensibly on her behalf.
“You never…questioned his decision?”
“I was afraid to. I was unsure of his attachment to me, let alone anyone else in the organization.” Nikita confessed, remembering her concern over whether or not she could count on familial relations to save even her own skin, never mind anyone else’s, as her father had sometimes seemed hell-bent on purging anyone in Section above level 2. Even when that worry passed and she believed her father actually cared about her well-being, Nikita still debated whether his caring had been about family-ties or merely his super-computer’s belief that she was Section’s Savior. “Later, when he was more willing to talk and maybe even listen, he already believed you were dead and that I didn’t care. I didn’t want to give him any reason to doubt that and compromise your freedom or risk your safety. By the time he did learn the truth things happened so fast, there wasn’t time.”
“What purpose did Section’s systematic purge serve?” Now they were getting to the core. As much as he didn’t want to hurt her with this conversation, it was more imperative that they have it. He needed to know exactly how much of the truth she had learned, understood and accepted.
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