Madeline stared at the apartment door after she knocked firmly. The door is like any other door, nothing to make Madeline upset, yet the waiting was making Madeline upset. Or was it the smell of several pizzas that sat right behind the door, or the playful music in the background.

She knocks on the door again, and she now can hear giggling. She frowns and looks down the hallway, and then back at the white door.

"MICHAEL! NIKITA!" Madeline calls out as she knocks on the door the third time. Now, she smiles as she hears footsteps coming towards the door.

"How about Birkoff?" Birkoff says as he opens the door, and allows Madeline in.

"Well, I would expect the hosts to be here..." Madeline says as she leans her head in and sees Walter in the kitchen with the pizzas. Instantly, giggling from the bedroom is heard.

"Nikita is having problems getting dressed." Walter says as he walks to Madeline and gives her a small peck on the cheek. Suddenly, Michael runs out of the room, with a shoe being thrown after him. He turns his head and stops when he sees Madeline.

"I didn't know you got here." Michael says as he kicks the shoe away from him, and underneath the table.

"I know." Madeline says. "May I see Nikita?"

"Well, she is having a hard time finding an outfit." Michael says folding his hands infront of him.

"It is just for pizza inside your apartment!" Madeline says slightly annoyed.

"Madeline, for 'Kita it's more. You know that." Walter says softly.

Madeline looks at Walter and sighs. She kisses him softly on the lips and steps towards the bedroom.

"Let's see if I can help her." Madeline says.

All three men roll their eyes as Madeline enters the room.

Madeline was expecting to see clothes thrown about, but Nikita was carefully hanging everything back up, which might have been why it was taking so long.

"Do you need any help?" Madeline asks, as Nikita's back is turned to her. Nikita half jumps and turns towards Madeline.

Nikita smiles at Madeline and tries to pull a shirt down over the slowly fading bruises on her ribs.

"Nothing seems to match." Nikita says as she moves to the cubboard to look for a pair of pants for the light pink shirt.

"Why not those jeans?" Madeline asks as Nikita's hand grazes past a pair of light blue jeans with butterflies on them.

"Madeline... jeans aren't my friend right now." Nikita says as she pulls out a pair of soft cotton black capri pants. She lifts her legs up high, and barely bends over to slide the pants on her legs. Nikita turns to the mirror and frowns.

"I love the look." Madeline says with a smile, knowing that this is truly not what Nikita wants to wear, but what is most comfortable for Nikita to wear.

"Do you think so? I don't think pink is a good color for me." Nikita says as she moves back to the cubboard.

"We aren't looking for a fashion plate... we just want Nikita. We have all seen you much much worse." Madeline says as she shuts the door to the closet. Nikita's head drops and she sighs. "The pizza looks great." Madeline says.

"Ok... let's go eat!" Nikita says with a broad smile.

"Sugar you look great!" Walter says with a grin as she exits from the bedroom.

"Thank you, Walter." Nikita says as she kisses Michael lightly on the cheek. She sees Birkoff out of the corner of her eye. "I thought you were bringing Elana."

"Someone had to stay back at headquarters incase Billie and John die from watching Anna." Birkoff says with a huge grin.

"Mildred is on vacation." Madeline says, filling Nikita in.

"Boy, I have missed a lot." Nikita says as she slides down into the chair at the table.

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

Walter is throwing away the plates from the pizza, as the other four still sat around the table. Nikita shifts uncomfortablly in the chair and Michael stands up and retrieves a pillow.

"Michael, I don't need that." Nikita says as Michael tries to place it behind her back.

"We will be sitting here for quite a while, Nikita." Michael says as he hands her half of a pain pill, the last one in her recovery. Nikita swallows it as Walter walks in.

"Madeline, the best thing about this entire experience, and it has been one of the best and worst all at the same time, was teaching Nikita about all the games." Walter says, as he points to a pile of games on the floor.

"I taught Nikita how to play Battleship!" Birkoff says with a held up chest.

"And I taught you how to lose!" Nikita says with a loud laugh, and Birkoff shrugs his shoulders.

"Nikita... that was after you lost by stringing all of your ships in a line." Michael points out and Nikita's face turns red.

"Nikita, I am surprized that you never played Battleship." Madeline says looking at Nikita's smiling face, but it soon drops.

"Madeline, I didn't play games." Nikita says, and Michael stands up and moves to the pile of games.

Madeline sits still and looks at Nikita and Nikita can see that Madeline regrets saying it. "It's ok, I like learning from these guys." Nikita says, returning her smile.

Michael picks the white box up and sets it down on the table.

"Oh, Michael, this may be unfair." Walter says as he looks at the game. Madeline raises an eyebrow.

"Monopoly?" Nikita asks with a raised eyebrow also. "Isn't that a game at McDonalds?" Nikita asks.

Everyone stares at Nikita for a moment, and then starts to laugh.

Madeline lifts the box lid up and shakes her head as she laughs.

"Better get some snacks." Birkoff says standing up and walking to the kitchen.

"We just ate!" Nikita says as Birkoff opens several doors until gathering his prize.

"I knew you stashed Oreos Nikita... it would be just like you." Birkoff says as he shoves an oreo into his mouth.

"Actually, those are Michael's." Nikita says and Michael's eyes open up wide in shock that Nikita told him. Madeline rubs her hands together as she looks at Michael.

"Michael, we are going to have to talk about this... it may be a weakness." Madeline says very seriously, but soon everyone is laughing. The laughing stops as Nikita wraps her arm around her ribs.

"Ok, So how do you play this!" Nikita says loudly to get everyone's attention away from her."

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

"I got Boardwalk! I got Boardwalk! I got Boardwalk!" Nikita calls out as she displays the card infront of the other players. She smiles brightly, and so far is really enjoying the game.

Walter picks up the dice and quickly rolls a four, which sends him to jail.

"Jail! Hell, Jail is nothin'." Walter says with a bright smile. Nikita pulls a paper out and quickly writes something on it and places it on the board.

The new label is "Madeline's office". Everyone laughs but Madeline. Nikita sees Madeline's glare.

"OH for you Madeline, it will be Operations' Office." Nikita says, and it creates another stir of laughter. Even Madeline has to laugh. She never pegged Nikita for playing this way, but then, everyone is playing quite differently than she expected.

Michael picks up the dice, and immediately lands on Park Place and buys it.

"Oh, no!" Nikita says with an open mouth, and Michael stares at her.

"That is the way of Monopoly." Michael says.

*

"I will be right back." Madeline says with a small smile. The game is a two person game, but the others aren't giving up. Michael and Nikita have split almost every important property. Birkoff has collected three of the railroads, and Madeline and Walter are barely getting around the board with their small property amounts.

"Michael... I would really like the Baltic." Nikita says with a small smile. Michael raises an eyebrow.

"And can I get New York Avenue for it?" Michael asks and knows that Nikita would not go for that.

"I was going to offer something much more interesting." Nikita says with a twinkle in her eye. Walter leans back and knows that this is going to be interesting.

"And what would that be, Nikita?" Michael challenges in his deep smokey voice. Nikita smiles, and motions for Michael to put his ear to her mouth.

Michael listens to Nikita and then leans back. "Well, Nikita.... you have been hurt, how do I know that you are recovered?" Michael asks.

"I'll show you that I am recovered." Nikita smiles with a wink. Michael licks his lips, and with this, Birkoff walks to the kitchen.

"And how will you do that?" Michael challenges Nikita.

"In front of them?" Nikita asks with a raised eyebrow.

"The only one I'd worry about would be Madeline, and she is in the bathroom." Michael says with a twinkle in his eye. Walter's mind is playing out the possibilities of what Nikita said.

"Birkoff, can you bring in a banana?" Nikita asks without a blink.

Birkoff, with a shakey hand, grabs the banana and takes it to the table. He tries to leave again, but Walter grabs his hand. Birkoff sits down, turning red.

"A banana?" Michael asks with a raised eyebrow. Nikita slowly peals it.

"So it feels more real." Nikita says in a deep husky voice.

"THAT'S IT!" Birkoff says, but Walter glares at him and he tries not to watch. Nikita slowly rubs the banana in her hand, and ever so slowly, licks around the tip.

"Mmmm...." Nikita hums as she continues to lick down the surface of the banana while holding contact with Michael's eyes the entire time.

"Is there more?" Michael asks, and now even Walter turns red. Both Michael and Nikita don't even register what is going on. Nikita slowly slides the banana in her mouth, swirling her tongue around, and then bringing it out of her mouth.

"Mmm... do I show how far I can go?" Nikita asks, and before Michael can answer, Nikita is sucking the banana down far.

"Why is it so quiet out here?" Madeline asks as she exits the bathroom. Immediately, Michael throws the Baltic deed to Nikita, and Nikita starts to eat the slick banana. Madeline notices the red faces on Walter and Birkoff, and the relatively calm faces on Michael and Nikita. She looks at the entire table, and sits down, pretending she didn't have a clue about what was going on.

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

Madeline closes the refrigerator and throws the gallon jug of milk away. She looks at the table as Nikita and Michael try to make a deal with Walter, who is holding Oriental, stopping Nikita from building on her two properties. Michael is trying to stop Nikita from getting all three properties.

"That's it! Walter, we can workout together, along with the free passage on my properties!" Nikita says, and Walter immediately hands the deed over to Nikita.

"Sorry, but working out with you Michael doesn't seem that exciting." Walter says as Birkoff shakes his head.

"Nikita, Michael... I'll go get you some more milk, I drank it all." Madeline says, heading towards the door.

"You don't have to do that." Nikita immediately says.

"Calcium, Nikita. Calcium." Madeline says with a shake of her head, and she exits.

No more than the door shutting, Michael and Nikita turn to each other.

"Want to make a deal?" Michael says slowly as he rubs in hand around the board and touches Nikita's.

"What do you want Michael?" Nikita asks as she pulls her hand away and touches her mouth.

"OH NO! Madeline, I'm going with you!" Birkoff says, trying to escape, but again, Walter pulls Birkoff down into the chair. It was about time that Birkoff learned to act around Michael and Nikita when they are like this.

"I want Pennsylvania Avenue." Michael says, looking at the green deed.

"And how bad do you want it?" Nikita asks with a raised eyebrow. Michael leans over and starts to whisper. Nikita grins but then pushes Michael away from her ear.

"Michael, we are all grown ups here... I'm sure they wouldn't mind us not whispering." Nikita says. Michael briefly glances at the two men who try to look away, uninterested. "I mean, Birkoff has heard a lot more."

Birkoff turns his head and glares at Nikita, and she blows him a kiss.

"What would you give me for Pennsylvania, Michael? OR rather, what will you do?" Nikita says with a soft, sexy smile.

"I will rub your shoulders softly with the strawberry oil, and then lick the oil off slowly, with the length of my tongue." Michael says in almost a whisper as he stares into Nikita's hot eyes.

"Not enough." Nikita says with a smile.

"I will turn you around, and pour the oil down over your chest. I will start to lick... from the base of your neck... softly cleaning your skin... going inbetween your valley, and going to the tips and lightly biting, and rolling, and sucking." Michael says slowly as his hand takes hold of Nikita's. He slowly licks his lips.

"I still don't think that statisfies me." Nikita says with a large grin, and then licking her lips back at Michael. "But, on the right track."

Birkoff stands up and runs to the bathroom. Not wanting to distrupt the dealing of Michael and Nikita, Walter walks to the livingroom.

"I'd continue down, and skirt your navel with my tongue. Slowly licking around it and then in it. But my mouth will continue on to the scent below.... My hands will slowly open you wide, and let my warm breath waif over your wet and waiting nub. And then I would nuzzle it lightly with the long side of my tongue..." Michael says slowly, and now pauses to see Nikita's reaction. Her breathing has quickened, but she is still in a very playful mood.

"You are so close, my dear." Nikita responds with a smile.

"I will take my hands to your smooth and muscular ass and pull you closer to my mouth and tongue. You will moan as I lightly nibble at your clitoris, and then I will slide my tongue further down, and slowly...."

"HEY! I'm back! Who's turn is it?" Madeline says as she enters and closes the door. Nikita throws Michael the deed and turns her head from Madeline's view. Birkoff flushes the toilet and walks out, glad to see Madeline back. Madeline places the milk in the refrigerator and walks to the livingroom and touches Walter's arm.

"What is going on here?" Madeline asks in a whisper.

"They don't play by the rules." Walter says standing up and walking back to the table.

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

"Just call a tie!" Birkoff sighs as he lets his head hit the table lightly. Michael and Nikita continue around the board. What money Nikita makes for Michael, she usually gives right back to Michael.

"We could make a deal." Michael says with a raised eyebrow as he glances over to the couch, were Madeline is asleep in Walter's arms. Nikita moves in the chair and grabs her ribs instantly.

"No." Nikita says with a frown. "You win." Nikita says standing up slowly.

"What? LIKE THAT!" Birkoff screams, causing Madeline and Walter to wake up.

"Birkoff, I can't deal something that Michael already gets." Nikita says as she rubs her eyes with one hand and holds her ribs with another as she moves to the kitchen.

"BUT YOU DID EARLIER!" Birkoff complains as Michael silently starts to put the Monopoly game away.

"Birkoff, I would do anything with, for, or wanted by Michael. What more do I have to offer?" Nikita says as she moves to the bedroom.

Madeline looks at Michael and moves back to Birkoff.

"We should go. It has been a long night." Madeline says. Michael closes the box and nods his head. "I knew what was going on...." Madeline says with a soft smile.

"I'm not sure what is going on now." Michael says as he leads the trio to the door.

"Hey, Mikey... I'm sure Nikita will tell you." Walter says with a soft smile.

*

Nikita slowly gets into the bed and rolls her head around, and starts to stare at the light.

"Nikita, you are thinking." Michael says as he walks in.

"Of course I am thinking." Nikita says as she looks still at the light.

"Are you feeling alright?" Michael asks as he sits at Nikita's side of the bed.

"I'll be fine." Nikita says with a soft smile. Michael runs his hand across Nikita's forehead.

"What are you thinking about?" Michael asks in heavy accented words.

"What if our wedding was planned for today... If we set a date... we can get hurt, sent on a mission, die.... and I don't want anything to stop us." Nikita says as she looks into Michael's eyes.

"We could be married right this second, because we are." Michael says, taking Nikita's hand in his.

"We are not married. I need to exchange the vows.. I have too." Nikita says softly.

"Why is this so important?" Michael asks looking into Nikita's now cloudy eyes.

"When I was on the streets... all I ever dreamed of was a wedding... that I'd marry a man who would take care of me... kiss me... love me... make my life so... so much better... And you've done all that, and we're not married yet." Nikita says with tears running down her face.

"Nikita, then why are we waiting... you've been stalling." Michael says as he kisses Nikita's cheeks softly.

"I don't know... I want everything to be perfect...." Nikita says with a stuttered voice.

"We haven't discussed anything... like were the ceremony should be." Michael says with a soft smile, hoping that talking about the details will cheer Nikita up.

"Out of Section." Nikita says immediately. "It isn't suppose to be like this.... we are suffering about what should be our happiest day in our lives." Nikita cries softly. Michael softly rubs her face.

"Nikita, I am glad you took your last pain med." Michael mutters softly as he takes Nikita in his arms. Her emotional roller coaster keeps Michael on his own roller coaster, but the pain meds... it sped the roller coaster up threefold.

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