Written June 2001
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Nikita absently ran her fingers across Michael’s bare chest, sighing contentedly. She was completely exhausted, having not slept the night before. Times with Michael were often far apart, and they had to use every moment together to their advantage. Last night was no exception. Still, she enjoyed quiet moments like these, his hands tangled in her hair, the soft rise and fall of his chest lulling her into a peaceful, dreamy state.
“When Madeline and Operations move on to Oversight and you’re left in charge of Section One…” She smiled wickedly. “Can we do it in the Perch?”