After leaving the restaurant Operations and Madeline drove back to Section One. Birkoff and Walter soon followed in Walter’s *new toy*...a new black sports car equipped with many technological advantages. If the a situation ever arose Birkoff could run the whole Section from inside of that car. Michael escorted Nikita to her car and waited patiently to leave until Nikita had drove out of site. His excuse was that he wanted to make sure that she got home all right and was not followed.

Both Michael and Nikita headed for their separate homes. Both still having a good laugh just at the thought of what Operations had done tonight. It was a good thing that he would remember none of this in the morning. Or was it? It would be great if Operations knew that he had lost control of himself and displayed a side of him that none of them, with the exception of Madeline, had ever seen before. Michael still didn’t believe that he had actually got up there on stage and sang Barbie Girl by Aqua. He had to give credit to Nikita and Walter though. It had been their idea and if not for them none of this would have ever happened.

The first thing Birkoff did when getting back to the Section was going strait to his computer and playing the new game Nikita had gotten him for his Birthday. Walter went to his table and began to assemble more bombs. About two hours later Operations came out of Madeline’s office and walked back up to his tower. Birkoff looked in the direction of Madeline’s doors knowing that she would soon follow. With an evil grin on his face Birkoff thought to himself, I wonder what those two were up to. He continued to laugh silently to himself while playing his game. The joystick was like an extension of his arm, just like a gun was to Michael or Nikita.

He had become so engrossed in his game again that he hadn’t even noticed Madeline had come out of her office and was standing right behind him. He jumped when she spoke. “Its late.” She moved to sit in the chair next to him. “Yeah, I know. I just gotta finish the next level.” He answered her without ever taking his eyes off the screen. “Birkoff. Finish your level. Check Section security. And then get some sleep. That was an order not a request.” Madeline stated softly. That hint of motherly and commanding tone coloring her voice that she was so well known for. Sighing Birkoff finished his level and saved the game. “Ok, ok. Section security and to bed. I got it.”

As Madeline gracefully got out of the chair and started to walk across the floor she wondered how anyone could spend that much time on computers. Day in and day out he was always on the computer. If she didn’t drag him away from them then he would probably be up all night. As she reached her door she called over her shoulder. “Insomniac.” Birkoff gladly leaned back in his chair and distracted himself from monitoring security. “Work-a-holic!” “Member of sweet tooth’s anonymous.” “Shrink!” “Computer nerd.” Birkoff gave her a look of suprise and hurt. Placing his hand over his heart. “Oh, that one hurt. You keep that up and you’ll become another Nikita. I think you have been letting her influence you WAY too much lately. First you agree with her about the dinner thing with Operations and now you are teasing me too.” He paused to look down and shake his head before continuing. “Forget about the torture twins. Now Section has to deal with the teasing twins.”

Madeline gave him a warm smile and a half laugh. “Good night Seymore.” Then she turned and went into her office before Birkoff had a chance to retaliate on the name. He only tolerated a few people calling him Seymore and even they couldn’t call him that name very often.

After finishing up security Birkoff walked to his room at Section. Noticing that everyone else had gone to bed already too. I’m always the last one to go to bed around here. Nobody remembers how to have fun anymore! If only Nikita would stay at Section more often...now *she* knows the meaning of a good insomniac sleepover!!

As soon as Birkoff’s head hit the pillow he was out like a light. Unknown to all the sleepy heads of Section there was a soothing voice coming from the intercom during their sleep. At the same time there was also the same voice coming from speakers in the operatives houses that lived outside of Section.

The next day all the operatives of Section felt energetic and at the top of their game after everyone had gotten a good nights sleep. But maybe too much sleep can be a bad thing? As Section was experiencing its first day when ALL the operatives were having a good day and in an unusually good mood, it was also one of the weirdest days Section One would ever experience.

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Nikita, Gail, Adriana, Jennifer, and even Madeline got together that morning for an early morning workout and afterwards headed towards the shower room. About half an hour later Birkoff, Walter, Michael, Ted, and Operations all heard at the same time some strange noises coming from the Shower area. Forming a group they all walked over to the Shower room door, which was open, and stopped dead in their tracks. As they listened a series of “Ohhhh’s”, “Ahhhh’s”, and “Yes’” could be heard, along with the sound of running water. Even after the water was turned off the moans continued. Three of the men instantly recognized three separate woman’s moans. Birkoff recognized Gail’s, Michael recognized Nikita’s, and Operations recognized Madeline’s. All three were fuming at the idea of the women who had stole their hearts being with other men.

Realization finally dawned on Michael just in time to hear the women making their way to the door. Some giggles and more “ohhh yes”s could be heard as the group of women ran right into the group of men who had gathered outside of the door. Nikita had been leading the group and stopped right in front of Michael to look up at his face and find an accusing frown on his lips and anger in his eyes. “Kita...you took my shampoo didn’t you! How did you find it! Your stealing of *my* Herbal Essences Shampoo is unacceptable!”

Birkoff, Walter, Ted, and Operations all stared at Michael with a confused look...only to find that the women, including Madeline, all had little guilty smirks on their faces. Nikita, Gail, Adriana, Jennifer, and Madeline all looked at each other and started to giggle uncontrollably. In between giggles Nikita was able to give Michael a sweet, innocent, but sexy pout and an explanation for their actions. “But Michael...you had to expect it....you couldn’t hide Herbal Essence shampoo from me....and not think that I wouldn’t find it....I could smell it in your hair every day!...It just wasn’t fair that you got to use some and I didn’t....It finally got to me and I couldn’t take it anymore....I...I...I just had to use some!....please don’t be angry at me Michael! Besides...you should really try the body wash!”

As Nikita finished her giggle filled sentence the rest of them were just able to control their giggles. At that time Madeline walked up to Michael and looked him strait in the face...her gaze never wavering and her whole demeanor said she was all business. “Michael....I want to know who your contact is and where they get the shampoo from...If I don’t have your report on my desk in less than one hour...be prepared to face the consequences!” With that Madeline and the rest of the women walked off. All the men stared bemused and transfixed at the women’s retreating figures.....all but Walter that is. He had a question he was just dying to know.

Catching up to Nikita, Walter grabbed her elbow until she turned around to look at him. In a hushed tone that was oozing curiosity Walter spoke. “Nikita...we could hear all of you from past my workstation! If the shampoo is that good...what do ya say I sneak some from Michael and later tonight we can hit the showers.”

Nikita saw the mischievous smirk in Walter’s eyes and mirrored his look with one of her own. “Walter...if it were anything else...I’d say yes,” seduction colored her voice as she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, “but with Herbal Essences?” A smile lit her face as she slowly shook her head and replied... “no.”

Laughter filled the halls as Nikita walked quickly to catch up with the others. The smell of Nikita’s shampoo lingered lightly in the air and Walter breathed it in. “Wow...what a shampoo!”

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After having a tea session with Madeline in her office after lunch, all five girls were sitting around thinking of what to do next. There were no missions to go on and no work that needed their immediate attention.

“I got it!” Adriana yelled to the other’s. One look at the mischievous gleam in Adriana’s eyes and Madeline knew it could only mean trouble. But for some strange reason that she couldn’t explain, Madeline had this sudden urge to do anything, to just let her control go, if only for one day.

Madeline, Nikita, Gail, and Jennifer all huddled around Adriana while she explained her plan. A few minutes later Birkoff heard laughter floating down the halls of Section One and looked up just in time to see Adriana running down the halls, leading the others to the wardrobe mistress’ room. The minute he saw Madeline *actually running* down the halls of Section, Birkoff knew something was up.

Birkoff resumed playing his computer games but only long enough to give the women some time to get dressed. If his Gail was getting into any kind of trouble he wanted to know before it got too out of hand. Switching on the surveillance to Madeline’s old office--now belonging to the wardrobe mistress--Birkoff saw a sight he was definitely not prepared to see.

Covering his mouth with *both* of his hands to stifle the giggles that were about to explode, he watched as the women made there way into one of the white rooms all holding microphones and dressed *exactly* like the Spice Girls. Madeline was dressed like Scary Spice, Nikita was Baby Spice, Gail was Ginger Spice, Adriana was Sporty Spice, and Jennifer was dressed like Posh Spice.

Already having an idea of what they were doing, Birkoff decided to have a little fun of his own. Quickly he rigged every screen in the Section to show the surveillance on that one white room, complete with sound and all. Operations was in his tower admiring a play girl calendar while smoking one of his cancer sticks when his computer screen changed suddenly to reveal the five dressed up operatives. When his eyes finally found Madeline dressed like Scary Spice, his eyes widened and the cancer stick fell from his lips. At a rapid pace, Operations descended the stairs to the communications area and over to Birky, who was now laughing hysterically. About the same time, Walter and Michael also had gotten to where Birkoff was sitting and stared at the TV screens that were hanging from the ceiling. Michael and Operations eyes were wide with shock, but Walter quickly joined Birkoff and burst out laughing.

The five, not knowing that everyone was watching, put in a tape and turned it on full blast. Picking up their microphones, they began to sing.

Yo, I’ll tell ya what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I’ll tell ya what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha.

If you want my future, forget my past,
If you wanna get with me, better make it fast,
Now don’t go wasting, my precious time,
Get your act together we could be just fine.

I’ll tell ya what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha.

Complete laughter filled Section one as each operative gathered around a screen and the sounds of the *Spice Girls* singing flowed from the loud speakers over head.

If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends,
Make it last forever friendship never ends,
If you wanna be my lover, you have got to give,
Taking is to easy, but that’s the way it is.

What do you think about now you know how I feel,
Say you can handle my love are you for real,
I won’t be hasty, I’ll give you a try
If you really bug me then I’ll say good-bye.

Yo I’ll tell ya what I want what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wannna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha.

Finally giving in to the contagious giggles around them, Michael and Operations began to smile. Which eventually turned into all out laughter. No matter how hard Michael tried *not* to laugh, he just couldn’t help it. Like there was something, a voice in his head, that just told him to laugh. He couldn’t explain it...and for some strange and twisted reason.....he didn’t want to know why.

If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends,
Make it last forever friendship never ends,
If you wanna be my lover, you have got to give,
Taking is too easy, but that’s the way it is.

If you wanna be my lover, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta,
you gotta, you gotta, slam, slam, slam, slam,
Slam your body down and wind it all around,
Slam your body down and wind it all around,
Slam your body down and wind it all around,
Slam your body down zigazig ha.
If you wanna be my lover.

On their way back from the white room, the five were met with the sound of...clapping?!? All looked out at the group that had formed, quickly got over their suprise and nervousness, and all holding hands...took a big bow. Then in U.K. accents they thanked their audience. Maddy: “Thank you, Thank you” Nikita: “Girl Power”

***********

Nikita, Gail, Adriana, and Jennifer all made their way back to the wardrobe mistress. As Madeline was about to follow, Operations gently grabbed her arm and turned her to face him. As he looked up and down Madeline’s body he replied.... “I know the meaning behind that song. You still want me don’t you.” Madeline stared at him in shock. She couldn’t believe what he was saying. The song was, well....just a song. They didn’t mean anything behind it. Heck...they didn’t even know anyone was watching!

“Fletcher. The song didn’t mean anything. Really. It was just a song.” Operations didn’t believe her. “I know what you are doing. You’re just playing hard to get.” Madeline had a playful gleam in her eye as she thought to herself, two can play at this game! “Oh really! Well, if you want me...then you will have to catch me first.” Right after saying this Madeline started running with Operations following close behind. Dodging operatives left and right they came to the communications area where they ran around Birky’s chair. Finally having enough Birky called out to them in a paternal voice. “Hey!! Both of you....no running around the computer. You should both be ashamed. You know better--Madeline, Operations--its your job to set a *good* example. Now go play somewhere else. Go on.” Birky held in a giggle as he watched their faces drop with shame, then the moment that they were out of his station they began chasing each other around again. Birkoff glided his chair back over to his computer game with satisfaction...I’ve always wanted to say that.

After witnessing the heads of Sections little game of “tag”, Gail made her way over to Birky and sat down next to him. Seeing Gail out of her costume brought a pout to his lips but Birky soon had a better idea. Leaning over he whispered into her ear... “What do ya say we sneak off to the white room?” Taking a lingering look at Birkoff a smile lit her face. “Exactly what I was thinking.”

Walter watched and shook his head as Birky and Gail made their way out of the area. As he sat at his workstation, Walter also observed another pair. Nikita had come out of the wardrobe mistress’ room and walked over to Michael. As soon as she was by his side Nikita knew there was something wrong. With her little hand she tilted his chin up so that he would look at her. She spoke her question with concern in her eyes and a question in her voice. “What’s wrong?” Taking his eyes from her angelic like face, Michael looked down at the floor before answering, almost shyly. “You...changed your clothes.” When she heard Michael as he looked up to gaze into her eyes, blue meeting green, Nikita had to stifle a laugh as she heard his answer. There was an underlying tone of seduction to Nikita’s voice as she asked, “So you liked my outfit?”

Snaking an arm around Nikita’s waist and pressing her to himself, the only answer she got was the nod of his head and Michael’s body reacting to having her this close. Looking deep into his eyes, Nikita pushed a stray strand of hair away from Michael’s face and behind his ear. “I’ll make you a deal...I’ll go back and get the outfit....but only if you dress like a cowboy.” Nikita’s mischievous side was coming out and Michael wasn’t so sure that he liked it. “A cowboy?” Michael and Nikita were still held in each other’s embrace. “That’s right. A cowboy, I think that men look sexy in chaps. Besides...you wont be wearing them for that long anyway’s. Aw, come on...please...just this once?” “Fine, you get the clothes, and I’ll be waiting in my office.”

Walter watched as Nikita ran off towards the wardrobe mistress’ room once again. Not seeing any reason why the people of Section could all have a good time but him, Walter quickly walked off in search of Belinda.

***********

George sat back in his chair staring at his computer screen with a seriously amused smile on his face. He was secretly glad that he had thought of brainwashing the entire Section One. It proved to have the most *interesting* results. Of course his little experiment was only for *his* eyes to see. No one would ever know what he had done--especially since later tonight when all went to bed--he would brainwash Section One into going back to normal and forgetting all that happened the previous day.

The smile that was on George’s face seemed like it was permanently plastered there. He had already been smiling so much today that his face hurt....but that was a small price to pay for his own secret Birthday present to himself.

As the night wore on, George watched the operatives play twister, pin the tail on the ops, Egyptian rat screw (a card game), BS (another card game), and a game of Dark tag in the workout area. Finally the operatives put all games away, Operations finally caught Madeline, Walter found Belinda, Birkoff came out of the white room with Gail, the cries of “God I believe in Girl Power” and “ride em cowboy” died down, all operatives slept peacefully, the soothing voice came over the intercom again, and the next day...Section One would never remember what they had done.

THE END

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