When Irish Eyes

. . . Wait (leave the chapter titles in as they tell a story)

Nikita struggles with placing the red curly wig on her head. She moans and throws it onto the table and pulls her own hair into a tighter bun. Nikita gathers the wig and pulls it violently down onto her head. She reaches down for the glue that will be needed, and Madeline's hands holds it.

"I never thought I'd like you in that shade of red hair.... but it is very becoming." Madeline says, as she puts her hand on Nikita's shoulder and pushes her down so that she can apply the glue.

"I hate when we have to do this..." Nikita says softly as Madeline starts to push the wig tightly onto Nikita's head.

"I didn't get a chance to thank you for what you did yesterday. Operations heard that you dealt with it as professionally as you could have." Madeline says and Nikita stands still as Madeline continues to press hard into her head. Madeline places the glue on the table, and Nikita shakes her wig out.

"No big deal." Nikita says with a half smile as she looks at the contact case infront of her. Madeline walks away, so not to disturb Nikita as she places the contacts in. In a few seconds, Nikita's blue eyes are hidden behind the new emerald green eyes.

"They look like Michael's eyes..." Nikita says as she stares at her eyes intensely. Madeline struggles to maintain a straight face.

"So are you ready for this mission?" Madeline asks as Nikita starts to step into the green dress.

"Very simple... act drunk, get into the house, bust the system, get out." Nikita says in an ordely fashion.

"Oh, Nikita... but this is different." Madeline says with a sigh.

"Why?" Nikita asks as she shakes the hair again. She smooths the short dress out, and turns towards Madeline.

"Have you ever heard of green beer?" Madeline says with a twinkle in her eye.

"Green beer?.... Madeline, are you sure you got enough sleep?" Nikita asks as she starts to apply some make-up. Nikita is about to grab brown, but Madeline stops her and points to the green.

"But green will look horrible!" Nikita exclaims as she looks at Madeline in amazement.

"But, Nikita... it's St. Patty's Day... haven't you ever..." Madeline says and stops as Nikita's green eyes meet hers.

"You know the answer." Nikita says softly and Madeline nods. She opens her drawer and pulls out a green shamrock sticker and places it on Nikita's cheek.

"It will be a new experience for you... at least you'll only have to pretend to be drunk... The O'Guvieres are very nice people, and will be sympathic to you and Michael." Madeline says as she pats Nikita's hand.

"Well, do I pass inspection?" Nikita says as she twirls around. Madeline nods her head and smiles.

"Michael is waiting for you."

***********

. . . Lust

The whistles are heard down the hallway, and Birkoff looks up from the computer and down the hallway. Birkoff looks and then looks away. "NIKITA!?!" Birkoff says as his head snaps back to the woman walking down the hallway.

"Birkoff... I can't look that different." Nikita says with a broad smile as she heads to the desk. She pulls at her dress, trying to lower it, not feeling very comfortable this time.

"Your eyes... your hair... Nikita..." Birkoff flubbers around as he stares at Nikita. Nikita smiles.

"Ahh.. I know that.. that is your smile!" Birkoff says happily and Nikita playfully slaps him. He grabs her hand and touches the ring.

"And that."

"Everything is just hidden Birkoff... I would never willingly do this to my hair!" Nikita says with a rift of laughter. "No more intel?"

"Nope... all is complete." Birkoff says, and Nikita stands up and walks away.

"Hey, Walter, I need our comm units..." Nikita says as she enters his workspace. Walter turns and his mouth drops to the floor. Finally he brings his lips up to whistle.

"Ahhh, Sugar, ahhh, sugar, you look great..." Walter says and Nikita graces Walter with a quick turn.

"I feel like a clown." Nikita says as she leans against the table.

"Everyone is a clown on St. Patty's Day.... and Everyone is Irish on St. Patty's Day." Walter says with a broad smile. "So, what do you think of green beer?"

"Why does everyone ask me about that? Truly, I don't know what you are talking about!" Nikita says with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Oh, my... Michael is going to have his hands full." Walter laughs as he hands Nikita the two comm units. "And you do already have your piece secure?" Walter says as he glances downward. Nikita grabs his head and pulls his face up.

"Madeline... remember.. Madeline." Nikita says playfully. She smiles and leaves.

Michael is walking down the hall, fussing with the green jacket that Madeline insisted that he wear. Michael pulls at the collar as it makes his neck itchy. He looks down the hall at the sequin green and red beauty walking towards him.

Nikita sees Michael, and deliberately extends her stride to drive Michael a bit on the crazy side.

"Ni-kita... I like your eyes." Michael says as he moves forward and moves his hips towards hers. Nikita places a hand on his chest.

"I think their yours... and I think you like more than my eyes..." Nikita mutters as she leans in and kiss his ear softly.

"Did you take the medicine?" Michael asks as he moves his hand up and down Nikita's side.

"Yes, o'Michael." Nikita says as she leans further into Michael.

Snickers from down the hall, brings Nikita to break the connection. The two operatives run away before Michael or Nikita could say a word.

"Let's go and celebrate the holiday!" Michael says as he takes Nikita's arm and walks with her proudly out of Section.

Birkoff stares at the screen and shakes his head. When he first heard of the plan to make Nikita the most Irish they could pull off, Birkoff swore that Nikita would look terrible. But, now glued to the image, Birkoff has to hand it to Madeline, and Michael.. Michael for not going overboard.

************

. . . Drink

Nikita dances around Michael with a mug of green beer in her hand, like all of the others in the pub. Michael smiles at Nikita and quickly scans the crowd for the target. Michael looks into Nikita's green eyes, and finds it difficult to think of anything else. He finally moves his eyes towards the two targets, who are enjoying their own green beers.

"Targets found." Michael mutters as he leans in to kiss Nikita's neck. Nikita spins around and downs the last bit of her green beer.

"O'Michael... O'Michael... 'eh... things are o'great..." Nikita slurs out loudly, and the crowd laughs at the pure Irish gal.

"Come here my little shamrock!" Michael calls out, and reaches for Nikita, but she ducks and starts moving around the room to the delight of the other customers.

Nikita bumps into the targets and smiles.

"I'm Kate!" Nikita continues to slur as she bounces with the music.

"I'm Kate..." the woman starts to say.

"NOOOO Last names.... I'm Kate and you o'Kate... Kate Kate Kate Kate!" Nikita says with a bright smile that causes Kate to smile brightly.

"I'm James." The man says as he laughs at Nikita ducking around behind him as Michael comes towards Nikita.

"Michael...O'Michael.. can't catch his shamrock!" Nikita calls out from between the couple, and Michael dives inbetween the two, and easily places the tracker on them.

"O'Mightly man.... get another beer and the gal shall come around!" James says as he helps Michael up as Nikita dashes away. Michael shakes the man's hand and nods his head happily. Michael half walks, half dances back to the bar.

"Oh my.. I think this one is way to much fun!" Birkoff barks out from the comm unit. Nikita must of heard the comment, because her head meets immediately with Michael's eyes.

"Give me a green!" Nikita calls out from the middle of the room, and Michael roars. He grabs the green beer and take it to Nikita. Nikita gulps as Michael does, and then Michael grasps her waist tightly.

"Time to make our exit." Michael says into her ear, and Nikita starts to wrap her legs around Michael. Michael pulls in tightly to her neck and slowly pulls the both of them towards the bar. Nikita leans against a bar stool, and Michael leans in closer. Both here the hoots and hollers, and try to maintain the image of being engrossed with each other.

"HEY!!!! Take that Irish lass and take her somewhere else!" A man calls out, which then makes the entire pub call out among him. Michael looks up and sees the targets, Kate and James looking at them, and Michael leds Nikita out of the pub.

They take their car up the road some, and get out and into the Section van. The car is there so that all will think that the hot couple seeked the woods to be with each other.

"Oh man! Remind me to never go out on St. Patrick's Day!" Nikita says as she slides into the chair, and Michael smiles softly. Even this party is too much for Nikita.

************

. . . Fight

Kate looked out the cottage window at the screaming outside. Out on the dirt road, was Michael and Nikita, screaming and looking as if they had walked for miles.

"I can't believe you ran out of gas!" Nikita screams loudly as she holds one shoe in her hand, and her red hair is littered with leaves and twigs. Michael is half pulling Nikita by her other arm.

"LET GO OF ME YOU BIG...YOU BIG...YOU BIG BRUTE!" Nikita screams as she notices the light that has been turned on in the large cottage.

"James, you would never believe who that is!" Kate says excitedly from the window. James sits up in the bed and starts to pull on his robe.

"Who, honey?" James asks as he walks over to the window.

"You... you wanted to take the walk in the woods.. so now we walk!" Michael screams back at Nikita. Nikita, now sure that she has an audience starts to swing at Michael angerily. She bucks against his hand, breaks free and jumps on his back, slapping.

Michael quickly flips her over, her dress flying above her waist, showing her green underwear, and continues to drag Nikita up the hill.

"Those two!" James laughs as he starts down the stairs, and Kate is not far behind. They open the door and turns on the light, and step out.

"You stop! Michael STOP!!! Nikita screams as she throws her shoe at Michael. Michael bends down and throws it back at her. "AHHHHHH!!!" Nikita screams again, and heads towards Michael like a bull. Michael steps to the side and lets Nikita fall to the dirt road.

"Oh, this is too much...." James laughs.

"Truly Irish... just like that movie..." Kate laughs along with James.

"John Wayne..." James laughs and holds his side as Michael pulls Nikita back up on her feet.

"THE QUIET MAN!!!!" Kate snorts and soon stops as Nikita just drops her body, and doesn't move.

"GET UP KATE! NOW!" Michael orders Nikita, and pulls at her arm.

"No!" Nikita fires back at Michael and he looks back at her and clenches his mouth.

"Hey... Can we help you?" Kate calls out, and Michael lets go of Nikita's arm.

"We ran out of gas.. and then got lost... and the lass thought she knew the quickest way....." Michael starts, but Nikita soon springs to her feet and jumps infront of Michael.

"HE DRAGGED ME ALL THE WAY HERE!" Nikita cries out, and Kate pats Nikita's hair.

"Let's get you some good strong coffee." Kate says to the two, and Michael and Nikita slowly walk into James' and Kate's house, half way home.

************

. . . Cry

Nikita sips at the piping hot strong coffee that Kate has made for her. Michael sits across the table, doing the same with his cup of coffee. Kate and James sit, staring at the two.

Birkoff is nervously tapping away, and telling the two to do something to get into another room.

"So... are you two always this intense?" Kate asks softly, looking at the vivid conversation they are having with their eyes. Kate looks at Nikita and Nikita sits her coffee down.

"When he doesn't listen..." Nikita says softly, hoping to start another fight.

"Shut up, Kate!" Michael fires back, and Nikita turns her head to Kate.

"He doesn't talk either... always yells or when he wants me!" Nikita says very loudly, and Michael grabs her arm, and Nikita looks at Michael with her wild Irish eyes.

"I can't believe you!" Michael says in tense words as Nikita tries to pull her arm away from Michael.

"Get your hands off of me!" Nikita says loudly, and James is about to do, when Nikita fligs the coffee at Michael. "You never cared about me!" Nikita screams and storms out of the kitchen. Michael is about to throw something else, and stands up and exits in the other direction.

James looks at Kate and they start to clean up the couple's mess.

Nikita wipes away her tears and listens to Birkoff's instructions. "Ok, there are two computers in the house... Nikita upstairs... the first door on the right." Birkoff directs, and Nikita stomps up the stairs loudly still in her rage.

"KATE! STOP THAT!" Michael yells from the other end of the house. Michael leans against a door and waits for Birkoff.

"Michael, inside that room, you'll find the other computer." Birkoff says, and before Birkoff can finish, Michael has entered that room.

Both operatives move quickly, setting the explosives and then hitting the walls lightly, so that James and Kate would continue to think that all is wrong.

"Nikita.. best exit is through the window." Birkoff says and Nikita sighs.

"You try it with high heels!" Nikita sighs and starts to climb out the window, and grabs hold of the vine trellis outside the window. In a few wrung, Nikita jumps to the ground, and runs towards some trees to wait for Michael.

Michael looks down the hall, and easily exits through the back door. He meets Nikita only a few seconds after her feet hit the ground.

"Hard part is over..." Michael mutters as he still sees the tears on Nikita's eyes. The two head towards the dirt road.

"They have been awfully quiet." James says as he throws away the mug that Nikita broke.

"Probably passed out." Kate laughs slightly. The couple hold each other in the kitchen, laughing about the drunk couple, as the Section van picks Nikita and Michael up and speed back to Section.

Just as the house gets out of sight, Michael watches the rooms blow up. Unless James and Kate were in those rooms, they should have lived. Michael looks over at Nikita, who has already pulled the red wig off of her head, with a tear running down her face.

"I swear, Madeline loves to use too much glue." Nikita mutters to Michael as she flicks the tear off of her face.

************

. . . Smile

Nikita opens the apartment door and sees the sunlight streaming in the window as she slowly takes off her coat. Michael steps in and closes the door. He leans against her tired body and takes a deep breath.

"Only a few hours before we have to go back." Nikita mutters as she moves to the bathroom. She pauses at the mirror and her mouth drops.

"Michael.. I forgot about the contacts!" Nikita says as she stares at the emerald green eyes, still looking so alien to her. Michael walks into the bathroom and wraps his hands around her waist and places his head on her shoulder, while looking into the mirror.

"I like them." Michael says softly, and Nikita's eyes drop.

"I don't. When I see them... I see you, not me." Nikita says slowly as she digs in the medicine cabinet for a contact lens case. In the very back is one, and she quickly takes them out. Nikita smiles broadly, and sees Michael smiling back at her.

"See... they are yours and mine...are mine." Nikita says turning towards Michael, and leaning against the sink. Michael tenderly kisses Nikita, and they linger with their lips barely touching. Nikita drops her head and begins to get red.

"Nikita... you've never done that before... why are you embarassed?" Michael asks as he pulls away, surprized by Nikita's red face.

"Michael... I'm bone dead tired... and I love the way you kiss... but... I can barely stand.. and it isn't because of your kiss." Nikita explains softly as she pulls her hair up.

"I wasn't thinking..." Michael starts to say, but let's the comment drift off. Nikita snuggles down into the bed, and Michael is not far behind, wearing only his boxers.

Michael watches Nikita sleep, and sees the smile that graces her face as he looks down. Michael smiles and draws the covers up on the both of them, glances at the clock, and tries to grab three hours of sleep before Madeline starts to scream at them.

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