Nikita stepped out of the bathroom and walked to the clothes that she had laid out for her to wear into Section for the day. She was all smiles as she thought about what would happen on this day. It was a day that Nikita had planned for over and over again in her dreams. Sometimes she thought it would never occur and sometimes she just knew it would.

Nikita pulled the T-shirt that read "T-6months" and looked into the mirror. She rubbed the shirt over her body and smiled at herself. It was the greatest feeling, knowing that she could now tell Walter and Birkoff. They would be so happy.

"That shirt is so big." Michael says as he enters the bedroom and Nikita turns to him. He is wearing the matching T-shirt, but it was only after Madeline had ordered Michael to do so. Nikita was sure that Madeline had only ordered for it to happen because they were fighting last night, but Nikita did not care now.

"I will grow into it." Nikita says and Michael wraps his hands around Nikita's waist and places his chin down on her shoulder.

"I hope you do some growing soon. No one is going to believe you till you start showing." Michael says and Nikita playfully slaps Michael.

"Michael!" Nikita says and Michael suddenly turns serious on Nikita.

"I am worried. That is all I want you to know." Michael says and Nikita nods her head.

"I know Michael. I know. But, we also know that the stress in the beginning of the pregnancy is part of the reason why I am not showing yet. But I will." Nikita says and Michael nods his head and strokes Nikita's hair back as her cell phone begins to ring.

"Hello." Nikita says and Michael kisses her neck softly.

"Nikita, I need to speak to you soon." Madeline says and Nikita looks at Michael as he kisses the top of the shoulder and looks at Nikita.

"Fine, me and Michael will leave…" Nikita starts to say.

"Michael can stay there. I need to speak with you." Madeline says and Nikita pushes Michael off of her body and starts to pace back and forth.

"Why do you need to speak with just me, Madeline?" Nikita asks loudly and Michael raises an eyebrow and begins to pace behind Nikita, trying to gain information from her end of the conversation.

"Nikita, I just have too." Madeline says and Nikita again rolls her eyes.

"Can't it wait? We were going to spread some good news." Nikita says in a whining voice and Michael almost smiles too much with the use of the voice. Nikita could use it on Michael and almost get whatever she was asking for.

"No, It can't wait." Madeline says and Nikita drops her head backwards and sighs loudly.

"This is not fair!" Nikita complains as she pulls her head back up even and stares at Michael. Michael now sits down and lets his shoulders drop.

"Nikita, leave. Soon." Madeline says and hangs up. Nikita closes her eyes and folds the cell phone.

"I'll get your coat." Michael says and Nikita nods her head.

"I don't know what is with her, Michael. She was so tense." Nikita says and Michael pulls out of the closet with the coat and leads Nikita to the door.

"I guess our news will just have to wait." Nikita says and Michael nods his head as Nikita slips out the door.

*

Nikita pushed the door open and looked around Section One. It was extremely hot. Nikita pushed at her hair and then pulled the coat off of her body. She was sure that no one would notice the shirt. They looked to be extremely busy on this day.

Nikita walked down the hallway and smiled at some operatives. Nikita did not receive a smile back. She should have been hurrying to Madeline's office, but she was still upset at Madeline. She had destroyed Nikita's plans to tell Walter and Birkoff. She was not going to be so nice to Madeline. She might as well take her time.

"Walter, what is going on here?" Nikita calls out as she leans against the door. Walter drops his tolls and smiles before looking at Nikita.

"You know.. a little bit of mayhem… a little bit of blood… like any other normal day here." Walter says as he slowly lifts his head. Nikita smiles and nods her head.

"It just seemed to be a little bit more hectic." Nikita and Walter let out a deep belly laugh.

"Hey, that happens, sugar." Walter says and Nikita smiles and stands up from the door. Walter looks at Nikita.

"How was your trip?" Walter asks and Nikita smiles.

"Educational." Nikita comments and drops her head and then looks back up to Walter.

"What is that shirt, sugar? I don't understand it." Walter says with a raised eyebrow. Nikita looks at her shirt and realizes that now she wasn't going to be able to wait for Michael.

"Just say it out loud." Nikita says and Walter shakes his head.

"T minus 6 months. I still don't get it." Walter says and Nikita smiles broadly.

"Well… 3 months have passed and now I have six months left." Nikita says and Walter's jaw drops. He charges towards Nikita and scoops her up into his arms. He starts turning in circles.

"MY SUGAR IS GOING TO HAVE A BABY!!!" Walter delightfully screams out and Nikita laughs.

"Yes… I am pregnant." Nikita says and Walter sits Nikita back down and hugs Nikita tightly with a bear like grip.

"I am so relieved. Oh, sugar… I am so happy for you." Walter says and Nikita nods her head and smiles. But the smile from Walter starts to fade and Nikita shakes her head as it confuses her.

"What is it, Walter?" Nikita asks and he drops his head and walks back to his desk.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner? Why so late?" Walter asks and Nikita looks at Walter's hurt look and feels her heart racing. Walter was just to be happy.

"I wasn't allowed… Madeline wanted…" Nikita says and Walter slams his hand on the table.

"Since when do you listen to them, sugar?" Walter screams and Nikita fights back the urge to cry.

"Walter… It has not been an ideal pregnancy." Nikita says and Walter looks at Nikita.

"I care for you sugar, and you didn't even think of telling me? Am I the last to know?" Walter asks as he moves towards his doorway.

"No! Walter!" Nikita cries out as he starts to move down the hallway.

"Walter! Where are you going!" Nikita cries out. He does not turn back to look at Nikita.

"I have to collect weapons." Walter says and he disappears. Nikita looks at the hallway, not sure of what just occurred.

*

Nikita walked away from Walter's area with a mass of confusing questions and worries. Nikita looked to the side and saw Birkoff. If Walter was upset, Nikita better tell Birkoff before Walter went to Birkoff. Nikita walks over and stands next to the computer desk.

"Hello, Birkoff!" Nikita says in a cheerful voice and Birkoff looks up and smiles and then turns back to his computer.

"I am busy, Nikita." Birkoff says and Nikita looks around and then to Birkoff. He quickly turns his head and looks at the shirt again.

"OH MY! IS THIS RIGHT?" Birkoff asks as he stands up and the other operatives look towards Nikita. Nikita nods her head and blinks back tears. At least Birkoff was going to be happy for her.

"You are pregnant!" Birkoff cries out and Nikita nods her head. There is a collective sigh of happiness and some clapping as Birkoff hugs Nikita tightly.

"I am so happy for you and Michael. Did you just find out?" Birkoff asks and Nikita looks to the shirt and then an operative taps his shoulder. Birkoff listens to the operative and then blinks at Nikita.

Nikita tenses up as she sees Birkoff's happy smile drop away. It was replaced with almost anger. Nikita wants to scream not again. But maybe she could make Birkoff understand this time.

"You are three months? Why didn't you tell me?" Birkoff asks and Nikita sighs. Before she can respond, Birkoff places his hand up to indicate that he didn't want to hear her explanation.

"You lied to me! You were pregnant! MELISSA TOLD ME THE TRUTH!" Birkoff screams and Nikita regrettably nods her head.

"But.. Birkoff…" Nikita starts as the tears roll out of her eyes. Birkoff shakes his head quickly.

"So you didn't have the flu! YOU WERE PREGNANT!" Birkoff screams and the other operatives glare at Birkoff and Nikita.

"Birkoff… let me explain.." Nikita begs out and he shakes his head.

"You are the problem between me and Melissa. I thought that if you were pregnant you would tell your friends who had looked out for you… I doubted Melissa because I expected more from you Nikita. I never expected lies like these from you!" Birkoff spites out and leaves.

Nikita looks around in shock. A few operatives approach her, but then turn away as Nikita stares blankly at them. The tears continue, and she can not stop them. Both Walter and Birkoff, her dearest friends, were upset because she had followed orders. Nikita swallows and starts to walk.

She knew that the problems between Birkoff and Melissa were kind of her fault, but she couldn't believe that Birkoff wasn't blaming Operations for any part of it. Operations had told Melissa that she was his daughter. How could Birkoff be neglecting that.

Nikita opened her office door and stepped in. She was in shock and then the pain hit her. It was to be a happy day for her. It was a day that she could be living the truth. It was a day that she was to be celebrating with Walter and Birkoff.

Nikita couldn't image them not being part of her life. She needed them. Nikita went over to the couch and sat down. She cried and cried.

She forgot she was to see Madeline.

*

Michael moved down Section One, noticing how hot it was in the hallways. He wants to take the jacket off, but he wasn't going to spoil Nikita's announcement. She had struggled through the past month that Michael was going to give Nikita the joy of telling everyone.

Michael looked to the side as some operatives were pointing to him. He starts to wonder if Nikita had already let it slip. It wouldn't have been hard. Michael was sure that Nikita could not have kept her coat on in this heat.

Yet, Michael was sure she didn't tell, as Walter slammed some equipment against the wall and Birkoff was throwing stale oreos at another operative. Michael turns and heads down towards Madeline's office.

He had waited an hour and a half before falling Nikita into Section One. Michael wasn't sure why Madeline wanted to talk to Nikita first, but he had a feeling it was more about girl stuff than Section stuff. Michael paused at the door and heard no noise inside. Unless Nikita was asleep in the office, Nikita wasn't with Madeline.

Michael pushes the buttons and starts to enter the room.

"Nikita! Finally!" Madeline exclaims as she drops the clippers to her bonsai trees. She turns around and sees Michael staring at her.

"Where is Nikita?" Madeline asks Michael and Michael stares at Madeline.

"I thought she came in for a meeting with you." Michael says slowly, trying not to panic yet. Madeline looks at Michael and starts to move towards him.

"No. She hasn't arrived yet." Madeline says and Michael tightens his jaw and looks around the office.

"Enough of the joke, Madeline. Where is she?" Michael asks and Madeline looks at Michael like he was going crazy.

"She left almost two hours ahead of me." Michael says and Madeline turns her head and walks back towards her desk.

"That is unlike Nikita." Madeline comments and Michael stares at Madeline, as his anger starts to build heavier and heavier. Madeline can sense it in his stance.

"Have you checked your office? Maybe for some reason she is there?" Madeline asks and Michael stares at Madeline and nods his head.

"I want to know what is going on. I want to know where Nikita is and more importantly, why you were meeting with her?" Michael demands and Madeline nods her head.

"I was just going to give her a book. It was very helpful when I was pregnant with Anna." Madeline says as she motions to the book on the table. Michael looks at it and then to Madeline.

"And she needed to come into Section One early to get a book?" Michael asks and Madeline sighs.

"Michael, she needs some womanly conversations. That is all." Madeline says and Michael turns and walks out of the office.

Michael's mind was jumble with worries and concerns. As he walks, he pulls out his cell phone and calls Elana down in Medlab. Nikita wasn't seen there, so Michael continues to their office.

*

Michael heard the sobs as he opened the office door and the sight of Nikita curled up on the bed, crying turned his stomach upside down. Michael slammed the door close and ran to the couch. He slides down onto his knees and took Nikita's body in his arms.

"Nikita, what is wrong?" Michael asks with concerned across his eyes. Nikita shook her head and continued to cry. Panic filled Michael's body as every single emotion Michael had in his body was turned on.

"Nikita! Is it the baby?" Michael asks with every ounce of strength. Nikita shakes her head no and continues to cry. She now takes her hands and balls up the material of his coat and holds onto him.

"Nikita. What is it?" Michael asks as her tears so no sign of stopping.

"They hate me… because I listened… because I waited…. And they didn't let me explain…" Nikita sobs out and Michael pushes back her hair and shakes his head. He was still lost in what had occurred.

"Nikita.. who hates you?" Michael asks and Nikita screams and tunnels her head deep into his chest.

"Walter and Birkoff." Nikita lets out and Michael shakes his head and he shifts his body and sits down on the couch with Nikita.

"Nikita… what happened?" Michael asks and Nikita shakes her head and then looks to the wall.

"They were to be happy… they weren't to blame me… they weren't suppose to be mad at me…. They hate me for not telling them…" Nikita cries out and Michael looks at the same wall Nikita is as understandment crosses his face.

"Nikita…. I will talk to them. I will explain." Michael says and she shakes her head and her body starts to shake.

"What am I going to do without them? They are my best friends. I need them, Michael. I need them." Nikita cries out and Michael only can rock Nikita's body back and forth. But now terror was starting to set into Michael. Nikita wasn't calming down and he knew the sooner he fixed this situation, the better it would be for Nikita.

"Nikita…. Let me go and talk…"

"DON'T YOU LEAVE ME TOO!" Nikita screams and Michael leans his head back and sighs. He holds onto Nikita tightly and her grasp becomes harder also.

"Walter… he was going to be a grandfather…. And then he… he… he.. got mad at me… because I was trying to protect my baby… I thought he would listen… he didn't…" Nikita cries out and Michael blinks back his own tears. The reactions both did not match what Michael thought would happen. If anything, Michael thought that Walter and Birkoff would still be dancing up and down the hallways.

"Nikita…. Who do you want to come and sit with you so I can go fix this?" Michael asks slowly and Nikita shakes her head.

"Stay… please… they don't want to listen… they don't.." Nikita cries out and Michael stares at the door. He wasn't going to leave Nikita alone during this. She was so tense and Michael was worried about both mother and child, yet again. Why couldn't Operations just give her the next six months off?

"Nikita… I have to try." Michael says and Nikita shakes her head.

"They don't care… they don't!" Nikita cries out and Michael holds onto her. It was then when he saw the doorknob slightly turn.

"Whoever is there… come in!" Michael calls out and soon Ayn is poking her head in. She looks at Michael and instinctively pokes her head in.

"I heard her crying." Ayn says and Michael nods his head.

"Walter and Birkoff seem to be upset that Nikita didn't tell them that she wasn't pregnant earlier." Michael explains and Ayn sits on the other side of Nikita's body. Ayn starts to rub Nikita's back and looks at Michael.

"Michael! WHERE IS NIKITA?" Madeline roars from the hallway and she enters the office and stops in her tracks. Nikita flips her body over to Ayn and continues to cry, as Michael stands up.

"She is all right, right?" Madeline says as she sees Nikita being comforted.

"Yes. The baby is fine." Michael says and Madeline looks at Michael and then to Nikita.

"She doesn't look all right, Michael. What is going on?" Madeline demands and Michael looks at Ayn.

"I am not exactly sure, but I will find out." Michael says and storms out of the office quickly. Madeline sits down where Michael had been and rubs Nikita's back softly. Both women look at each other and both listen to Nikita's sobs.

*

Michael stalks the hallways of Section One, and finds the two men he was searching for, were not in places they normally were. Michael turned and walked down the halls. The operatives looked around at Michael's stare, wondering who had put the firm look back on Michael's face.

"Have you seen Walter?" Michael hisses out at a recruit and he points towards the room at the end of the hallway. Michael looks at it and looks at the recruit and starts his heavy walk into the room that had been turned into a lounge.

"Hey.. there is the proud Papa himself! Damn.. it must feel good for it to be happening!" Walter says as he looks up from the desk he is sitting at. Michael looks down, sees the Parenting magazine and stares at Walter. Emotions run into Michael's throat and tempt to choke him, but Michael had more concerns, and both of them were in the office now.

"Michael! Why the stone face?" Walter asks with a laugh and Michael starts to shakes his head.

"You don't know. You don't know that Nikita is crying her eyes and heart out in our office because you were upset that she didn't tell you that she was pregnant before today!" Michael says in a voice the crescendos up to a scream.

"What? I was…" Walter says and Michael moves closer to Walter and in the process closes the door to the lounge.

"Do you know when she found out that she was pregnant, that Murdock had taken over? Do you know how many times she thought she was going to lose the baby? Do you know that she took a flight to New York in order to protect it? And then in New York, almost had to terminate the pregnancy because our computers weren't fast enough?" Michael asks in a challenging voice. Walter stares at the bulging veins in Michael's forehead and takes a deep breath.

"No." Walter replies.

"I didn't know… until Nikita was on her way back here… not sure that she was going to be pregnant when she got back here… by hearing a conversation between Madeline and Operations. Isn't that the best way to find out that you are going to have a child?" Michael asks and Walter stares at him, knowing it was best just to let Michael hash all of his feelings out.

"And when I saw Nikita, it was all right.. but it hasn't been easy. She went to save Operations'son.. and then Operations sent her on a mission.. that almost cost us the child…. And he has messed her up more emotionally than I can even put to words. She was this close to allowing Operations a part in her life.. and he betrayed our child to be in a way no child should be…… And then there was the psychiatric hospital… and the pulled muscles…." Michael says and Walter stares at Michael.

Walter had been the one that carried Nikita to Medlab when she collapsed in the white room in pain from the pulled muscles. Nikita was so emotional, but Walter wasn't sure why. Now it was clear that Nikita was afraid that she was going to lose the child with those pains.

"Michael.. I didn't know." Walter says and Michael's eyes flare with red-hot anger.

"That is right… you didn't know… and what Madeline chose and what we chose… was sparing us pain in case we did lose the child!" Michael screams and starts to pace.

"Even now… we could lose it… but if you guys would have known.. and we did… Nikita wouldn't be able to face any of you… because you would all be mourning too. But now.. she thinks you both hate her." Michael says and Walter drops his head.

"This past month has been hell on her. We have had more ultrasounds to check the baby because of pains and missions than a regular mother has in one pregnancy.. hey.. maybe even more than two pregnancies. We have been fighting the nastiest morning sickness… but can't use too much because it messes up the Loving2000 levels…. It has been hell.. and the one thing Nikita was focusing on was the beginning of her second trimester… and telling you and Birkoff." Michael says and slams his hand against the wall.

"Sounds like it has been a month of hell for you, too, Michael." Walter says and Michael turns around with tears of frustration in his eyes.

"I wish I could take her away for the next six months.. but I can't… but I won't allow her to continually hurt like this. It is not good for her.. and it isn't good for the baby." Michael says and Walter nods his head and looks to the ground.

"I will make this up to her, Michael. I just wasn't myself." Walter says and Michael stares at Walter.

"Don't hurt her… Operations has done enough of that." Michael says and Walter smiles at Michael.

"Hey.. give me some time… me and sugar will be right back were we belong." Walter says and Michael nods his head.

"Now I go to find Birkoff." Michael says and Walter nods his head. Michael walks out of the room and Walter starts to pray for Birkoff.

*

Michael did not find Birkoff, at least not that time. Michael turned and walked back to the office and was pleased to hear that the cries and moans from Nikita had ceased. Michael walked into the office to find, that all three women were gone.

Michael walked to his desk and found the note taped to the lid of the computer.

"Needed Food." The sign read in Nikita's handwriting. Michael looks around and sees that Nikita's coat is still in the office. Michael balls the paper up and throws it into the trash can. He turns and walks quickly out of the office.

*

Madeline stands out in the hallway, as does Ayn. Michael steps off of the elevator and sees the two standing outside the small kitchen. Michael walks down towards them and then looks into the kitchen. It was a small kitchen that was especially used when George was around. Not many people used it, and Madeline must have felt that Nikita needed food to bring her to this kitchen.

"I have been looking for all of you." Michael says and Madeline smiles.

"Did you find Walter and Birkoff?" Madeline asks and Michael looks to the hallway wall quickly.

"I found Walter." Michael says and Ayn looks at Michael and then smiles softly.

"More than likely, Birkoff is hiding." Ayn says and Michael nods his head and looks inside the kitchen again. She is making a sandwich and Michael looks at Madeline.

"How is she?" Michael asks and Madeline looks to Ayn and then back to Michael.

"I don't think I would classify it as better." Madeline says and Michael turns towards Ayn.

"She had a change in feelings." Ayn says carefully and Michael stares at the both of them.

"And what do you two mean by that?" Michael asks and Ayn looks at Madeline and raises an eyebrow.

"Do you want direct quotes?" Madeline asks and Michael stares at Madeline with a rage boiling in his eyes.

"Michael… she is no longer feeling bad.. in the crying way." Ayn says and Michael looks into the room.

Nikita holds the sandwich and all three of them watch the sandwich slip out of her hand. Nikita jumps onto the sandwich and Michael turns away from the door.

"So, now she is angry." Michael says and Ayn moves away from the door.

"Yes, she is very angry." Ayn states and Madeline moves to Michael and looks around the hall.

"To quote her words… F@!k them all." Madeline states and Michael walks to the wall and places his head against it. It was almost too much.

"All you were to do was to hold her and make her go to sleep." Michael says slowly as he tries to hold back his own anger at the two women.

"Michael.. we tried.. But you know pregnant women.. they change quickly." Ayn says and Michael lightly bangs his head against the wall.

"I better go talk to her." Michael says and quickly Madeline and Ayn walk towards the elevator. Before Michael could stop them.. they were gone. Michael turns his head and knows that either Madeline or Ayn said something that turned Nikita's mood into anger.

*

Michael steps in and looks at the mess that Nikita was now creating. Her anger was winning.

"I talked to Walter." Michael says and Nikita turns around with a rage in her eyes.

"I don't care!" Nikita screams and Michael looks at Nikita as she moves around the table quickly.

"Nikita, he understands.. and he regrets what happened. Give him some time." Michael says and Nikita turns around and stares at Michael.

"Why would I do that to that @sshole!" Nikita screams and Michael blinks and keeps his position. Nikita's anger was visible.

"Why would I? He didn't care to listen to me.. He listened to you? Is it always going to be that way? Is he going to as PAPA for all the information!" Nikita screams and Michael takes a long breath and moves closer to Nikita.

"Nikita, he worries for you. But he has had problems with Katherine." Michael says and Nikita's hand hits the bottle of cherries and they fall all over the counter and floor.

"LOOK! LOOK!" Nikita screams and Michael pulls at a towel.

"Nikita, it is just cherries!" Michael says and Nikita moves to him.

"This is not just cherries! THIS IS LIFE! THESE ARE MY FRIENDS! I DON'T NEED THEM! ALL I NEED IS YOU AND THIS BABY!" Nikita screams and walks to the wall and bangs her hand against it.

"Don't break your arm, Nikita. I believe we have a mission soon." Michael says and he goes back to cleaning up Nikita mess.

It was several minutes when Michael finally realized how quiet it was in the kitchen. Michael turns around to find Nikita sliding down the wall with tears down her face. Michael drops the towel into the sink and moves to Nikita.

"I don't want to be angry!" Nikita cries out and Michael nods his head and kneels down on his knees and rubs Nikita's face.

"I don't know what is happening, Michael. I feel like I am out of control." Nikita says and Michael nods his head.

"We'll talk to Elana about that…. But, Nikita, everyone cares for you. Believe this." Michael says and Nikita shakes her head and Michael stops and notes his mistake.

"Walter and Birkoff care for you Nikita. They are your best friends, and they were just a little bit hurt. I am sure now that Walter understands why we didn't tell, that it all makes sense." Michael says and Nikita nods her head and Michael steps back to hear Nikita's stomach grumble.

"I will get you something to eat." Michael says and Nikita smiles.

*

"Hurry up!" Walter says firmly and Birkoff looks up from the computer pad.

"This isn't that easy." Birkoff says as he looks at the door and pushes at it.

"But.. a genius can make it look easy." Birkoff says as Walter pushes into the house.

*

Nikita sits at her computer, typing quickly. She blinks often, but does not turn her head. It was her way of focusing on something different than her current problems. She slowly reaches for the water and sips at it as she rereads what she had typed.

Michael looks over at Nikita and strums his fingertips on the surface of the desk. He still had not been able to track down Birkoff, and now Walter had disappeared. Michael was trying to do the same thing as Nikita, and concentrate on something else, but he could not succeed in doing so.

"Do you think that Birkoff went to speak to Melissa at work?" Michael asks and Nikita drops her head and stares at the screen.

"Michael, please." Nikita says tensely and Michael nods his head and looks at Nikita.

"Sure. I forgot." Michael says as he turns to look at his computer again. Michael is about to place his hands on the keyboard, when his cell phone rings. Both Michael and Nikita turn to stare at it. The cell phones were not normally used when someone was still inside Section One.

"Hey ya, Papa… when are you going home?" Walter asks in a giddy tone and Michael stares at Nikita and then quickly turns his back on her to face the wall.

"That has not been determined." Michael hisses tensely out as he felt Nikita's glare on his back.

"Well… I think you should take the mother home to be and tend to her the old fashion way." Walter says and Michael stands up from his chair and looks at Nikita. Michael covers the speaker and walks towards the door.

"I will take care of this out in the hall." Michael says and walks out and quickly closes the door.

"Where are you Walter?" Michael demands.

"Somewhere." Walter replies and Michael looks at the computer consoles and finds that Birkoff is still missing.

"Is Birkoff with you?" Michael asks and he hears Walter sigh.

"Damn… you are getting that father role correctly already. Yeah, Birkoff is with me." Walter says and Michael turns and shakes his head.

"Like I said, Michael.. I think Nikita needs some tender loving care. If she has had that many problems.. saying in that dark office can't be healthy." Walter says and Michael looks down the hallway and starts to walk quickly to Walter's work area. Walter was up to something.

"Tell me why, Walter?" Michael demands and Walter begins to laugh.

"Nope… Can't do, papa!" Walter says and Michael closes his eyes as he finds that Walter was not in his work area. Michael stops and stares around the hallways.

"Where are you?" Michael demands and the laughing stops.

"Somewhere you know very well." Walter says and Michael stops and thinks. Suddenly, his mouth opens wide.

"You are in my house! You are in mine and Nikita's house!" Michael says and he looks around to see who was listening to his conversation.

"Wow.. and papa is smart too." Walter says and Michael rubs his forehead.

"Nikita doesn't want to see either of you right now… I can't bring her home." Michael says as he begins to pace.

"We have a surprise." Walter says and Michael shakes his head.

"I don't want Nikita to hurt anymore, Walter. She is extremely upset at you two." Michael says and Walter chuckles a bit.

"I wouldn't expect Nikita to be anything else but angry. But this.. .this will change everything. I promise, Michael." Walter says and Michael rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Fine. I will see what I can do." Michael says and hangs up.

*

Nikita shuts down her computer and stands up. Michael looks at Nikita stretches her arms above her head. Michael turns and looks at her.

"Are we going home now?" Michael asks and Nikita shakes her head.

"I'm just going to grab some food, I'll be back." Nikita says and Michael watches Nikita walk out of the office. Michael swallows and stands up. He needed to get Nikita back to their house just so he could see what exactly Walter and Birkoff were up too. Michael did not have to guess who was calling when the cell phone rang.

"I'm working on it!" Michael says annoyed as he starts to move down the hallway after Nikita. Michael catches a glimpse of her as she rounds the corner and is off to the large dinning room.

"Hey, Papa.. No reason to stress out. We can wait here all night if needed." Walter says with a laugh and Michael slams the phone in half and dashes off to the kitchen.

Michael opens the door and stares at Nikita as she licks the peanut butter off of her finger. Michael looks and waits for Nikita to pull her finger out of her mouth.

"We are going home, now." Michael says firmly and Nikita shakes her head with a frown on her face.

"I will not go. I haven't made my peanut butter, banana, and potato chip sandwich yet!" Nikita cries out and Michael pulls the jar of peanut butter out of Nikita's hands.

"Nikita, we need to go home." Michael says and Nikita arches an eyebrow.

"Why?" Nikita asks and Michael decides that if Birkoff and Walter were in their house, it was time to tell Nikita. It meant that they had broken into the house. Michael couldn't wait to get his hands around their necks.

"Nikita… for some reason.. Unknown to me… Walter and Birkoff are in our house." Michael says and Nikita stare at Michael.

"I'm going to kill them." Nikita says as she storms out of the kitchen. Michael sets down the peanut butter and runs after Nikita.

"Nikita.. I think they are doing something nice…" Michael says as he grabs Nikita's arm. Nikita pulls her arm away and glares at Michael.

"THEY BROKE INTO OUR HOUSE!" Nikita screams and she looks around the hallways.

"Have you seen Madeline and Ayn?" Nikita asks and Michael shakes his head, not understanding where that question came from.

"No. Why?" Michael asks and Nikita storms off down the hallway.

"Was going to see if one of them could calm me down.. but that isn't going to happen!" Nikita cries out as she pulls her coat out of the office and storms towards the exit. Michael doesn't have a chance to grab his own coat as he follows the tornado named Nikita down the hallway.

"Nikita! WAIT!" Michael calls out, but she does not slow down and Michael is sure that she does not hear him either. Michael shook his head and swears that Walter better know what he was doing because if he hurts Nikita, Michael will kill Walter before Nikita has a chance.

*

Nikita slammed the door shut and Michael looked around him. There were too many cars around. Michael hurries to catch up to Nikita.

"I want you out of…." Nikita says and stops. She steps backwards. This was when Michael's arms wrap around her and he sees inside of their house.

"CONGRATUALATIONS NIKITA AND MICHAEL!" the banner reads and standing underneath were the friends that Nikita knew as family.

Nikita choked back tears as Michael helped Nikita into their house. Walter stepped forward and bear hugged Nikita and Michael in the same moment. Michael laughs and Nikita lets the tears run down her face.

"Nikita…. Do you like pickles?" Birkoff calls out from a table of food and Nikita's eyes light up.

"FOOD!" Nikita says and she immediately moves over and starts to chow down. Michael smiles and turns to Walter.

"Thanks to you, Nikita might actually start showing." Michael comments and Walter nods his head and looks around.

"We didn't do too much damage. Birkoff is willing to reinstall all equipment we destroyed." Walter says and Nikita walks over with a pickle in her hand and smiles.

"I see presents." Nikita says and Walter nods his head. Madeline walks out of the kitchen and smiles at the couple as Walter starts to hand Nikita and Michael, gift after gift, most of them being matching t-shirts that announced Nikita's pregnancy.

"My mom is Nikita… My father is Michael. Do you want to mess with me?" was printed on a shirt with a picture of a baby on a television screen. Walter actually used the video of Nikita's own ultrasound. Nikita laughed loudly.

"But… there is one more gift!" Birkoff calls out and Nikita looks at Michael. Michael shrugs his shoulders as he sees no more boxes.

"It is something that we all wanted to do for you, since you are always busy." Madeline says and Nikita arches an eyebrow.

Walter and Birkoff take Nikita's hands and start to lead her upstairs. Nikita looks at Michael as they swing open the spare bedroom, and it is filled with assorted wallpaper swatches, borders, carpet, toys, and other fixtures. Nikita looks around and starts to cry.

"You guys can't do this for us…" Nikita cries out and Walter smiles.

"We are going to. You tell us what you want.. and we will do, Sugar." Walter says and Nikita cries and cries.

"I love you guys." Nikita says and she shuts her eyes slightly and turns to Michael. She lifts up on her tiptoes and whispers something into his ears. Michael nods his head and rubs Nikita's shoulders.

"Walter… Birkoff… everyone.. It has been a long day.. and although we wish we could continue to celebrate with you.. Nikita needs her sleep." Michael says and they all nod. Birkoff runs out the door and Madeline continues to look at Nikita and then to Walter.

"Michael… me and Walter will clean up.. and we will go." Madeline says and Michael nods his head and takes Nikita to their bedroom. Nikita falls asleep sitting up and Michael covers her with a blanket.

The announcement finally went right, in the end.

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