Nikita leans back against the wall and listens to Michael's journey down the hall. She knows it's Michael even without seeing him, all she has to do is listen to the calls and remarks the other prisoners are making: "Hey Baby, come visit me!" "I get out in three days and I've been here for four MONTHS." "Stop at my cell, I'll make it worth your while." Plus the numerous wolf whistles and other suggestive noises and, she is sure, body movements.

Nikita shakes her head and sighs, all these women think about and talk about is sex, sex, SEX.

At last, Michael walks within view and she understands with startling clarity their catcalls. He looks gorgeous! He is wearing his customary black, his pants and shirt fitting him perfectly, showing off his sculptured body soooo well. He is striding down the halls like some dark angel, above it all.

Stop it, Nikita scolds herself as she moves to the cell door, it's only been three days, not three years. But, damn does he look good.

The smirking guard stops in front of Nikita's cell and gestures to Michael with her night stick. "Five minutes."

Nikita looks at him silently and watches him deactivate his com-link.

Michael places his hands on the bars, wrapping his fingers around them like he would pull them apart if he could, "Are you all right?" he whispers.

She smiles at him, "Yes. I'm fine." she dutifully answers and then leans as close to the bars as she can get, " I miss you." she whispers as she wraps her fingers around his.

He closes his eyes and says a silent prayer for strength. Looking at her he tries to concentrate on business, "How is it going with Rayanne?"

She smirks, he knows how it is going, he can hear all the chat through her com-link. "She's closed mouth. I think BB has her terrified." She looks both ways, "I don't know if this is going to work. Am I going to be able to get out of here?"

He soothes her fears, "Don't worry, we have your exit set and ready to go. Madeline wants to give it two more days, though."

The guard interrupts their talk and ushers Rayanne back into the cell she is sharing with Nikita. Rayanne gives Nikita a smirk, Michael a lustful look and retreats to the back of the cell.

"Two more days!" Nikita moans.

"Just don't drop your soap." Michael teases in a poor attempt to lighten the situation. "Ow."

Nikita has responded to the joke by pressing his fingers into the bars. "You owe me for that one." she warns.

He looks at her and sees only her loveliness being kept from him. He licks his lips and promises, "For hours."

She shivers with the promise and starts to say something when the guard interrupts. "Okay Romeo, time's up. Let's go. The girl's got to get some rest, busy day tomorrow." and then laughs.

Nikita lets go of Michael's hands reluctantly and he turns his com-link back on.

"Rooommmeeeoooo." "Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" follows him back out of the cell block.

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

Michael steps back into the van.

"Well, you were certainly popular." Madeline smirks. "What happened to your com-link?"

"What do you mean?"

"We lost contact for about five minutes."

"Hmm, I don't know, I'll get it checked when we get back."

"How is Nikita?"

"She wants out."

"I'm not surprised. Did you tell her at least two more days?"

"Yes. She thinks BB has Rayanne pretty well terrified."

"I does seem that way. Still I think she might talk to Nikita, you know cellie-to-cellie. Besides, now that Rayanne has seen you, she is more likely to believe Nikita's cover story. I mean who wouldn't be an accomplice to armed robbery if you were their partner?"

Michael looks at Madeline not liking her tone of voice or the words she has just said. He knew that he wasn't going in 'just' to visit Nikita, but there were times when he was heartily sick of the manipulations.

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*Naughty word warning*

Rayanne waits a few hours after Michael leaves before she approaches Nikita. Whether this is because of jealousy (as her sulking would indicate) or because Nikita is lost in a dream world (which is also true) is uncertain. When Rayanne finally does start talking to Nikita, not surprisingly, the conversation is about Michael.

"That's him, huh? Girl, no wonder you're in jail."

"It's just a misunderstanding. I didn't do anything." Nikita states with a sick sense of deja vous.

Rayanne chuckles, "Sure, sure. That's what they all say." She lightly punches Nikita's arm. "At least yours comes to see you. Mine just dropped out of sight, Ba****d."

"Oh?" Nikita damps down any sense of rising excitement. Rayanne has done this before ... mentioned 'her man' but she has never pursued it and Nikita hasn't been able to draw her out.

"Yeah. He left me there! I didn't even know what was going on until the police busted down my door." Rayanne shakes her head, "I should have known he was bad."

Nikita looks sympathetic and encourages Rayanne to continue, unexpectedly she does.

"Yeah. One minute I'm sitting there in my jammies, he's out 'buying cigarettes' and the next thing you know I'm against the wall being arrested for arms smuggling. How was I supposed to know what that Ba****d was storing in my barn?!"

"That's such a shame. Did they ever link your guy with any of the stuff?"

"Hell no! He set me up! Everything was in my name. He told me it was because his ex-wife was trying to take him back to court, so he couldn't own anything." Rayanne fumes, her face scrunched up in a scowl.

Nikita's mind is working on how to get her to tell them where BB is currently hiding. He had literally 'dropped off the face of the earth.' Section couldn't find any trace of him.

"Don't you have any idea where he is?"

"Why?" Rayanne looks at her suspiciously.

"Because . . ." Nikita leans in close and whispers, "I got myself a kickass lawyer and Romeo is going to be on the other side of the bars in a few days."

"Yeah?" Rayanne looks at Nikita half hopeful/half disbelieving.

"Yeah." Nikita tries to project utter self-confidence.

"Why would you be willing to help me?" Rayanne asks, looking at Nikita with open suspicion.

"Because that's the same thing that happened to me. Romeo left me in the car and when he came out I was arrested for armed robbery. Now, you tell me, is that fair?" Nikita impassionedly whispers, her voice scornful.

Rayanne looks at her silently and considers. "Yeah, I know where he is. He doesn't think I do, but I do."

Nikita just looks at her.

Rayanne moves in closer and whispers, "I'm pretty sure he's at ..."

************
*S for suggestive*

Nikita stands under the shower, enjoying her freedom, luxuriating in the unlimited hot water, the soft scent of the soap, the uncrowded conditions and the fact that she is not being watched.

Well that's not quite true, Michael is looking at her, but he's not really watching her. More like devouring her. His hands glide over her smooth skin, caressing her with soapy fingers. She sighs and leans back into him. Their wet skin slipping together then apart in an unplanned teasing moment.

With a surpressed snicker she turns around, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?"

Michael mock frowns at her and lightly spanks her.

She wiggles up against him with a giggle, "Oh there you are."

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