Nikita507 was sitting at her desk, just finishing posting the end of The Babysitters. Nikita507 sighed, it had been a long week, the blisters from writing Life Support and then trying to lighten the mood with the Babysitters.

"Mmm.. maybe Mikey will come and show me some appreciation." Nikita507 thinks as she begins to think of her next story, while going over the second story board to check out the ending to Cast No Shadows. But before Nikita507 could press the button on her mouse, the door opens.

Nikita507 lifts her head with a bright smile on her face, but it leaves in less than a heartbeat as she looks at her visiter.

"Hello, Nikita507... I have always wondered why you called yourself that?" Madeline says coldly as she steps into her room and closes the door.

Nikita507 sits frozen in a nightmare.

"Is it because you want to be like Nikita.. have all the pain.. be beaten up.. be put on life support? Why is that your name?" Madeline asks as she leans against the door.

"It's very easy to see why." Nikita507 says with a shaky voice. "I want to be near Mikey."

"Mmm.. I don't think that is no longer possible." Madeline says with a small smile on her face. Nikita507 leans back in her chair, and she immediately loses her service. "Damn, Birkoff!" Nikita507 swears in her head. She knows no emergency signal can be sent out to the others. She can't call out, " 'Chelle... Madeline has me.. send Michael" and she can't scream online to Ranma, "PLEASE SEND MICHAEL ASAP.. MADELINE HAS GONE INSANE!"

There will be no messages to Kate or Kylie or Hopposia. No zzoo, no scoo.. no one because Birkoff followed orders.

Madeline rubs her stomache and looks angerily at Nikita507.

"Why a tatoo, and why Walter?" She asks angerily. Nikita507 shakes in her chair.

"I won't tell." Nikita507 says with a brave chin. Madeline looks at her with an evil eye.

"You're not a houseplant... I thought you'd have more intelligence..." Madeline says as she looks around the room, at the many pictures on the walls. "I don't see Michael anywhere."

"They haven't merchandised anything yet!" Nikita507 smartly comments back.

"No reason to get testy with me.. we are going to have a long talk about character development." Madeline says as she sits down on the bed.

Nikita507 closes her eyes, and tries to shake the image of Michael and her on that same very bed. God, she needed the real Michael.. right this very second.

"And who was Jonathan.. was that Operations' brother?" Madeline asked as she looked at Nikita507, who sat down her water bottle in disgust.

"Jonathan is YOUR BROTHER!" Nikita507 says loudly, annoyed that she has gone over and over with Madeline her stories.

"And Yvonne is important?" Madeline asks as she mixes up the story lines.

"YVONNE IS NIKITA'S MOTHER! That was only a couple stories back.. Yvonne is dying from cancer and Operations uses her and leaves Gannon with her." Nikita507 explains with a heavy sigh. The hours keep dragging on.

"I know Gannon! He set up Michael... who was innocent... but not really innocent." Madeline says as she snaps her fingers.

Nikita507 shakes her head in disappointment, she never figured Madeline would be almost an airhead.

"And how many stories have you written?" Madeline asks with her expressionless face.

"Around 45 or so...." Nikita507 says rolling her eyes. She thinks to herself... I could be starting 46 if she would just leave!

"And what happened to Rick and Rita?" Madeline asked as she stood up and walked over to Nikita507's computer, and looked over her shoulder as Nikita507 tried over and over again to get back on line.

"Rita was shot and died, and then Rick killed himself.. a real tear jerker." Nikita507 said boringly, but finally she got accepted back on. She raised her hands in triumph. Nikita507 knew that Madeline arranged this, so she'd have to be careful.

"Do you want me to show you how to write a story?" Nikita507 asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Well..." Madeline uncharacteristically squirmed, "I do have a good idea for me and Walter.. since you started it."

"And would this be R rated?" Nikita507 asks with a raised eyebrow, and again, Madeline breaks character, and blushes.

Nikita507 grabs a pad of paper out of her desk, and hands it to Madeline.

"You write, I'll type." Nikita507 says, and smiles as Madeline becomes engrossed in the paper.

"HELP ME!!!!! HELP ME!!!!! SEND HELP!!! SEND MICHAEL... THE REAL ONE... THE CLONES WILL GET ME KILLED!!!!!" Nikita507 posts the distress signal on the board, and then e-mails it to a few close writer friends, the ones that had helped her through some of her most difficult plots.

Nikita507 is about to send it to Lorrianne, but pauses. "Maybe she is still with Ron." Nikita507 thinks and deletes the e-mail.

Madeline hands over the first page, and Nikita507 struggles not to laugh.

"You and Walter kill Operations in the first sentence?" Nikita507 asks before she starts to type it.

"You don't think that is good?" Madeline asks with a raised eyebrow.

Nikita507 is trying to buy time, and if she is going to have to type this story, it might as well be good.

"You're the ICE QUEEN of Section... Your the ultimate mother to the TORTURE TWINS!!! Torture him some more... I mean, he treated you like DIRT!!!!" Nikita507 eggs Madeline on, fueling her fire.

"Give me that! I'll give you torture!" Madeline says pulling the paper out of her hands.

Nikita507 takes the time to type another message. "HELP!!! QUICKLY!!! BEFORE I GET ALL OF SECTION KILLED OFF BY MADELINE!!!!!!!!"

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Nikita507 looked up from Part One of Madeline's story, "TO KILL TO HAVE WALTER" and sees Michael step into the room.

"Oh, Michael, please help me." Nikita507 says and Madeline starts to laugh.

"Nikita507 you must learn." Madeline says as she drops her pad of paper down and closes the door. Michael stands in the room with his blank stare.

"What are you talking about? Michael is here, in my room." Nikita507 protests.

"Who is your favorite fan fiction writer?" Madeline asks Michael.

"Scoo." Michael answers like a machine. Nikita507 drops her head.

"A clone." Nikita507 says with a huge sigh. Madeline looks at the screen, and Nikita507 starts to submit the horrible story by Madeline.

Nikita507 sighs, and wishes that Birkoff would kick her offline.

Before Nikita507 could type another word, another Michael enters the door.

"Who is your favorite fan fiction writer?" Nikita507 and Madeline ask at the same time.

" 'Chelle" Michael #2 says and Nikita507 drops her head down. She is about to cry when Michael #1 puts on some slow Gloria Estefan.

"Well, Madeline, looks like they want to Tango!" Nikita507 says with a huge smile, and she stands up. Michael #1 or was it Michael #2, takes Nikita507's hand and starts to slowly dance.

"But, Madeline, what is the correct answer to the question?" Nikita507 asks as Michael #1 starts to become more frisky with Nikita507.

"You'll know." Madeline says with a smile as she sits down at the computer.

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Nikita bumps into Michael #12 as she heads over to the soft knock on her door. Another Michael enters, looking just as much like the other 15 Michael's that jam Nikita507's room.

At least they answered my bat signal.. Nikita507 says as she sighs.

"Who is your favorite fan fiction writer?" Nikita507 asks.

"You, of course." Michael says with a small smile.

"Hello, Michael #16." Madeline says and she hits the button, sending another part to her story. This entire part describes the torture of tearing the skin off of Operations kneecap.

"But that has to be the right answer!" Nikita507 protests as she lets Michael #16 to wrap his hands around her.

Before Madeline could say another word, the door opens and hits Michael #16 in the butt. Another Michael enters and Nikita507, although in heaven, is getting pretty upset. Madeline is typing away at Nikita507's computer, ruining her reputation with her more than gross stories, and Michael... Well... at least there was 17 now to keep Nikita507 from worrying.

"Nikita507, what is going on here?" Michael asks as he closes the door and looks at the room of mirror images.

"We are having a Michael convention.. meet Michael #16 and Michael #4... and over in the corner is Michael #13.. he is a very unlucky one.. been stuck in the corner for twenty minutes." Nikita507 jokes lightly. "Sorry, but I have to ask, who is your favorite fan fiction writer?"

"All of you." Michael answers and the light goes off in Nikita507's head goes off.

"IT'S THE REAL MICHAEL!" Nikita507 screams. All the other Michael's look upset, and start to file out of the room.

"So you came to save her... You had your chance to be free of them." Madeline says as she stands up.

"I couldn't take reading your stories... no one will believe that Nikita507 wrote them." Michael says as he pulls Nikita507 in close to him.

"Nikita507, you think a lot like me." Madeline says with a small smile.

"I'll take that as a good thing." Nikita507 says, still unsure if it was a good thing.

"Be nice to us.. but... please.. no more tattoos." Madeline says as she leaves.

Nikita507 falls onto her bed as Michael shuts the door.

"Are you ok?" Michael says as he sits down on the bed.

"I danced around 20 Tangos... My feet are killing me." Nikita507 says, but Michael grabs her hand and kisses the tips softly.

"I heard you had blisters from writing Life Support.. Glad to see they are better." Michael says softly, as he starts to kiss further up her arm.

"What about a footrub?" Nikita507 asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Mmm.. and what are you going to do for me?" Michael says.

"Now, that sounds like something Madeline would say!" Nikita507 says with a bright smile.

"You win!" Michael says, and he slowly places her feet up on his lap.

Now this is heaven..... Nikita507 thinks to herself.

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