the rambling fanatic

fic: I loved and I loved and I lost you [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Sun, 29 Mar 2026 23:20:18 GMT

I loved and I loved and I lost you
by abby82

category: Missing Scene
rating: Explicit
word count: 9,250
warnings: None
author’s note: In one of my first LFN stories I made an offhand reference about "a wet and amorous Michael" early on in his relationship with Nikita. I always wanted to revisit that and see what kind of shenanigans these two could get into with that scenario. It was also a nice day/night contrast to the more somber bathtub scene from "Third Party Ripoff". One is at the dawn of their relationship and the other is on the eve of their forced breakup.

story began: January 2023
story finished: October 2025

links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: Hot baths, willing bodies and troubled minds.

fic: pick up your sword [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Wed, 19 Nov 2025 01:52:07 GMT

pick up your sword
by abby82

category: Post Series
rating: General
word count: 4,800
warnings: None
author’s note: This story came together in less than a week when I hit a brick wall on another story I was working on. It's based on the screen grab for the title card from Roy Dupuis' 2013 movie, "L'Autre Maison". He plays a photojournalist with an assignment in Afghanistan and the NATO convoy he was riding in gets hit by a roadside bomb. That sequence in the film inspired the mission that Michael wants to participate in.

story began and finished: June 2025

links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: Nikita pulls rank when Michael proposes going out into the field for a Section One mission.

FIC: chance is the only game I play with [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Sun, 08 Jun 2025 23:36:01 GMT

chance is the only game I play with
by abby82

category: 1940s Jazz Club AU
rating: Explicit
word count: 46,000
warnings: None
author’s note: This story was initially inspired by two photographs. The first is a promotional image that was published in Elle Quebec for Roy Dupuis' 2004 movie Jack Paradise in which he plays a jazz pianist in Montreal. He looked absolutely amazing with his white dinner jacket, half smoked cigarette and just the right amount of stubble on his face. The second were two promotional images of Peta Wilson as Nikita that were shot for the series' first season. She was wearing a fur stole and her hair was in some Veronica Lake style waves. Those images alone screamed for a 1940s AU of some sort. The plot point concerning Nikita and Operations was inspired by a wonderful story called "Mutual Respect" by Enjoue and Jean in which they both have to feign an emotional attachment to buy them some time with their kidnappers. I had this story in my drafts folder for some time now and when the 14th round of the SMALLFANDOMFEST came around, I knew it was time to finish the story.

story began: October 2023
story finished: April 2025

links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: Dressed in fine furs and jewels, long blonde waves frame her exquisite face. Big, blue feline eyes add further depth to her mysterious beauty. She looks expensive and completely unattainable. Her name is Nikita and she is the crown jewel at the center of Section’s plush jewelry box.

FIC: controlled by the pull of another [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Wed, 01 Jan 2025 19:18:30 GMT

controlled by the pull of another
by abby82

category: AU
rating: Explicit
word count: 21,226
warnings: None
author’s note: So back in 2021 I started a High School/College AU in which Nikita was an international student in Paris and Michael was wrapping up his studies at the Sorbonne. Just like in the series, he was heavily involved in the student protest group L' Heure Sanguine and just like in the series, that group was headed down a very dangerous path that would result in the same deadly bombings that would lead to Michael's incarceration and recruitment into Section One. Except, what if he and Nikita crossed paths and became romantically involved? During this time he regularly lied to her about his increasingly violent protest activities because he knew that she wouldn't approve and wanted to shield her from it. That became the story I'm bare boned and crazy for you which was posted on April 2023 as part of the . While noodling out the ending, I reached the conclusion that it was not going to have a happy ending. I started writing an epilogue that got pretty long. I eventually decided that it would now be its own story as well. It didn't take me long to realize that the sequel wasn't exactly going to have a happy ending either, so I started a third part to wrap up the fates of Michael and Nikita. There was a point where I was writing the three stories simultaneously. The sequel, a reminder of how we were was posted in two parts in August and October of 2023. I got distracted writing two very long stories on a deadline and the third part unfortunately stopped getting the attention it deserved...until today. I know that I kind of sound like a broken record, but this story was not supposed to be this long. I thought I'd be lucky if I cracked 10,000 words. It's longer, but it definitely leaves Michael and Nikita in a better and happier place.

story began: December 2022
story finished: December 2024

links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: Michael and Nikita live on two different continents, but something has to give the longer they spend it apart.

fic: strategic automation [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Mon, 23 Sep 2024 20:26:30 GMT

strategic automation
by abby82

category: Android AU/Canon Divergence
rating: Explicit
word count: 40,600
warnings: None
author’s note: In reading LFN fic I repeatedly came across the concept of Michael going into "machine mode". It describes the very focused headspace that he enters during missions and how very methodical, indiscriminate, and detached he gets when the success of a mission is paramount. I rather liked how prevalent it became in a fandom. The show referred to Michael's approach as "primal", but I don't feel like "machine mode" was an inaccurate description of him. It did get me wondering about how something like that would play out. What if Michael was an actual machine? I started jotting things down for this story back in the fall of 2021, so not quite three years ago, but close. It was one of my rotating stories that I had open in the background of my laptop. When I realized, that it had been idle for such a long time, a decided to commit it to the 13th round of the [community profile] SMALLFANDOMBANG.

One of the perks of the bigbang is getting paired up with an artist. The mood boards that are embedded within the story were created by the wonderful [personal profile] PATTROSE. Even though she wasn't familiar with the series, it was such a joy to work with her. Her selection of quotes was an absolutely inspired direction to go in. As I was slowly revising my draft of the story, I would often go back to her work to help me refocus on the themes of the story. I never expected them to be the asset they eventually became. She has her own post on AO3 with her boards compiled and encourage everyone to drop by and drop her a kudo and/or a comment.

story began: September 2021
story finished: April 2024

summary: "You don't want a person, you want a machine."

links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

fic: you are the space in my bed [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Tue, 26 Dec 2023 20:31:57 GMT

you are the space in my bed
by abby82

category: Alternate Universe
rating: Explicit
word count: 140,000
warnings: References to acts of terrorism, sexual assault on a teenager and homelessness.
author’s note: This story was inspired by this lovely fanvid by vedavanda that interweaves clips of Peta Wilson's very glam Bally Fitness commercial with B-roll from an interview with Roy Dupuis where he's working on his boat. There are also clips of him with his cello. The worlds of both clips are so vastly different but they really work with this version of Hooverphonic's song "Vinegar & Salt", which heavily incorporates a cello. While I love reading AUs, I've never really considered myself someone who would even consider writing them. Once again LFN has proven me wrong. There was a point over a weekend where this story grew from a couple of hundred words to way over 10,000. That completely floored me and it also gave me the motivation to delve further into this world. It also has an obscene amount of smut. I'm almost a little embarrassed by it. Almost.

story began: November 2021
story finished: November 2023

links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: Can a Hollywood starlet on the rise and a solitary craftsman find enough common ground to overcome their radically different backgrounds? This is their love story.

fic: the most primitive form of comfort [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Tue, 26 Dec 2023 20:25:11 GMT

the most primitive form of comfort
by abby82

category: post-episode
rating: General
word count: 2,670
disclaimer: they don’t belong to me, no money is being made. I’m only borrowing them.
author’s note: This was written for Emm, who suggested in the comments of my canon divergent season 5 centric story "the hour of separation", "Perhaps you could write the dinner Nikita has with her father in S5? I always wanted to see more of their relationship"

I'll admit that I haven't really watched season 5 all that much. Perhaps three times through when I first binged LFN in 2020. I did, however, remember Peta's performance early on in the episode when she tells Walter about meeting her father. She was so good in it and she perfectly convey's Nikita's state of mind as she's trying to process everything that she's just discovered. There's a mixture of disappointment, confusion, and anger on her face. He's "all business" is her assessment of Mr. Jones. That initial meeting didn't give her what she was looking for. It was definitely a highlight of the season for me.
story began: April 2023
story finished: November 2023

links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: Nikita and Mr. Jones break bread.

FIC: a reminder of how we were [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Fri, 15 Sep 2023 15:47:52 GMT

Title: a reminder of how we were [1/2]
Author: abby82
Category: Alternate Universe
Rating: Mature
Characters: Michael, Nikita
Pairing: Nikita/Gray Wellman, Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 24,600
Author's Note: This is a continuation of my high school/university AU i'm bare boned and crazy for you. For context, you might need to read it to understand where the characters are. The series as a whole is a trilogy.

Summary: Four years after Nikita left for school in New York City, Michael and Nikita once again cross paths.

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

FIC: dealing with the devil [2/2] [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Tue, 05 Sep 2023 21:15:07 GMT

Title: dealing with the devil [2/2]
Author: abby82
Category: missing scene
Rating: Teen
Characters: Michael, Nikita
Pairing: Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 3,582
Author's Note: This is the second part to my story from earlier in the year that touched upon what the conversation between Michael and Egran Petrosian would have looked like when he ordered Michael to go to Nikita. The "date" pimp session that Petrosian sets up between Michael and Nikita comes and goes pretty quickly in the episode, but it does touch on some pretty interesting character beats from the episode, namely Nikita's flirtation with the perks that Petrosian offers her and how Michael handles powerful women. I've always wondered what Michael and Nikita would talk about if he did stay for that drink. Michael's not exactly known for his small talk. And of course he stayed. There's no way he was going to humiliate Nikita by leaving.

Summary: "You have a well documented protectiveness towards your material.

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

fic: in the early morning [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Sat, 08 Jul 2023 04:17:46 GMT

Title: in the early morning
Author: abby82
Category: missing scene
Rating: Explicit
Characters: Michael, Nikita
Pairing: Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 3,743
Author's Note: Do I need every single moment of Michael and Nikita's relationship depicted on the show? No, but I definitely would have preferred that a little more of their courtship be shown. I also didn't appreciate feeling like I blinked and missed something important when I saw the opening teaser to the season 3 episode "All Good Things." Michael, clearly naked and waking up in Nikita's bed. And I definitely would have liked to have seen a little more of what transpired as the opening teaser ended. This fan wants to see her OTP have some happy sexy times together. Someone show me Michael's moves damn it! So, that's what this is. Michael and Nikita completely glowy at the beginning of their relationship before the show throws all the obstacles in their way.

Summary: The early morning sun casts Nikita's bedroom with a warm, golden hue.

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

FIC: i'm bare boned and crazy for you [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Thu, 13 Apr 2023 03:36:34 GMT

i'm bare boned and crazy for you
by abby82

category: High School/University AU
rating: Explicit
word count: 60,600
warnings: Consensual sexual relationship between a 17 year old and a 21 year old which includes a loss of virginity. Acts of terrorism and violence.
author’s note: This all started with the line "Did Madeline suggest you to stay away from me?" from the late season 3 episode "Third Party Ripoff". Blame this entire story on that line and Roy Dupuis' delivery of it. It just screamed tortured bad boy finding out that his girlfriend has been forbidden to see him. This story was completed for Round 12 of the smallfandombang. I was just shy of the required 10,000 words when sign ups opened up and the timing convinced me to enter as a way to motivate myself to commit some real time to this story. I honestly thought this story would end up somewhere in the 20,000 word count. Color me surprised when it became the behemoth that it did. One of the major perks of participating in the bang is getting paired up with an artist to create art based on my story. I'm incredibly grateful for silvercat's generosity and talent in creating this wonderful piece of art to accompany the story.

story began: April 2022
story finished: April 2023

summary: Paris is burning. Civil unrest is running rampant and bombs are exploding across the city. And yet, in the midst of this, people continue to live their lives. For Nikita Jones, balancing university applications, graduation and parental expectations should be the most pressing issues in her life. That is until a chance encounter with a passionate and enigmatic older man could have unintended consequences on the trajectory of her future. Now she stands at the crossroads of either following her own heart or standing by her ethical convictions.

links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

fic: dealing with the devil [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Sat, 11 Mar 2023 17:43:29 GMT

Title: dealing with the devil
Author: abby82
Category: missing scene
Rating: Teen
Characters: Michael, Egran Petrosian
Pairing: Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 1,274
Author's Note: Petrosian sends Michael to Nikita as a reward for her excellent service. So what was that conversation like? Michael is unfortunately no stranger to being pimped out by Section, but to have him sent to her so that he can "please" her is all kinds of messed up.

Summary: "You have a well documented protectiveness towards your material.

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

fic: the hour of separation [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Sat, 11 Mar 2023 17:36:37 GMT

Title: the hour of separation
Author: abby82
Category: AU-Canon Divergence
Rating: Explicit for sexual situations
Characters: Michael, Nikita
Pairing: Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 5,475
Author's Note: The scenario that Michael presented to Nikita about what her life would look like after his cancellation has always intrigued me. I really dug the whole Romeo and Juliet vibes that if one of them died, the other was going to do everything in their power to follow. The premise of how Section would try to console the survivor and reduce the effects of grief was really interesting.

And of course, there's Michael's scream when he realized that Nikita was the one Section was going to cancel. For me, it's one of the most powerful scenes in the entire series. So I got to thinking, “What if they just lied to Michael about Nikita being dead? Simone being alive was a real possibility and Section kept that information from Michael, so there is a precedent.

Summary: "You can live without me, a lot better than I can live without you." -- Nikita

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

fic: you'll come apart at my touch [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Sat, 11 Mar 2023 17:29:13 GMT

Title: you'll come apart at my touch
Author: abby82
Category: PWP
Rating: Explicit for sexual situations
Characters: Michael, Nikita
Pairing: Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 5,654
Author's Note: This isn't anything fancy. I just wanted to use the prompt "lingerie" from the old Porn Battle. I also really like stretching out the period of time in which Michael and Nikita were trying to have a relationship right before the Type One Directive is issue.

Summary: Nikita has a surprise for Michael. He only needs to open it.

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

fic: should I swallow all your lies? [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Tue, 27 Dec 2022 06:39:22 GMT

Title: should I swallow all your lies?
Author: abby82
Category: missing scene
Rating: Explicit for sexual situations
Characters: Michael, Nikita, Operations, Madeline
Pairing: Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 11,500
Author's Note: Written for a friendly challenge issued by n1_samuelle over at lafemmenikita-fans on Dreamwidth using some old Porn Battle prompts of anger, dominate, trust and undercover.

Summary: In the midst of Nikita's return to Section, anger at Michael's perceived abandonment leaves her unmoored and lashing out. When a relatively simple undercover mission goes off the rails, can Nikita and Michael overcome their trust issues without inflicting more damage?

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

fic: the heart repairs itself [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Tue, 27 Dec 2022 06:35:48 GMT

Title: the heart repairs itself
Author: abby82
Category: missing scene
Rating: Teen for suggestive situations
Characters: Michael, Nikita, Simone (mentioned)
Pairing: Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 6330
Author's Note: Inspired by another deleted script scene from Christopher Heyn's 'Inside Section One' book from season 3's 'I Remember Paris'; also, because I can't write a story based on this episode and not try to address the elephant in the room concerning Simone. Seriously, they couldn't let Michael and Nikita talk about Simone in that final scene

Summary: Secluded hallways are the best for making out; the ghost of Simone must be addressed.

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

FIC: this heat has got right out of hand [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Sun, 07 Aug 2022 01:23:17 GMT

Title: this heat has got just out of hand
Author: abby82
Category: missing scenes, PWP
Rating: Explicit for sexual situations
Characters: Michael, Nikita
Pairing: Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 3580
Story Began & Finished: July 2022
Author's Note: I honestly couldn't sleep one night and it has been very, very hot where I live, so I wrote this while I battle a rare bout of insomnia. My headcannon is that the bathtub from "Third Party Ripoff is in Michael's loft. There's simply no room in Nikita's apartment for one. Plus, I mourn the the fact that we only got one episode that featured Michael's apartment, so I like including it in my stories. Also, is it too late to participate in the fandom's Bathtub Challenge?

Summary: A summer heatwave sweeps across Europe and Nikita can't sleep.

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

FIC: desires and weakness [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Tue, 05 Jul 2022 15:19:49 GMT

Title: desires and weakness
Author: abby82
Category: missing scenes for Season 4's "Man in the Middle"
Rating: Explicit for sexual situations
Characters: Michael, Nikita, Helmut Volker
Pairing: Michael/Nikita
Word Count: 8845
Author's Note: This story was inspired by a paragraph from Christopher Heyn's "Inside Section One" book about the story changes to season 4's "Man in the MIddle" when the story went from a self contained episode to a two parter. It stated," A sexy shower scene between the Section operatives at Helmut's mansion, in which Michael gently but forcefully confrtons Nikita about why she is giving Helmut far more personal attention than the mission profile requires, was cut. So was a later scene in which Nikita attempts to allay Michael's jealousy with a forceful kiss after he confronts her about shooting up heroin with Helmut in the middle of the night." I seriously mourn the loss of a Michael/Nikita shower scene. This is sort of a companion piece to my story, "I am made of longing" that is also set during "Man in the Middle". It really focuses on a Michael that is ready to sieze the day and integrate Nikita more fully into his life.

Summary: Michael confronts Nikita about her approach towards Helmut Volker.

Links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

fic: in the agony of parting [4/4] [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Sun, 05 Jun 2022 17:19:06 GMT

in the agony of parting
by abby82

category: AU--Canon Divergence for season 4's "No One Lives Forever"
rating: Explicit
word count: 11,520
disclaimer: they don’t belong to me, no money is being made. I’m only borrowing them.
author’s note: This is offiically my longest story I've ever posted. It's just over 27,000 words. This is also the last of a series of LFN stories I started writing back in the Fall of 2020. This has been such a satisfying project. I've really enjoyed writing in this fandom.
story began: October 2020
links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: The Oversight pilot program is real. Nikita is free from Section One.

fic: in the agony of parting [3/4] [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Sat, 30 Apr 2022 16:53:13 GMT

in the agony of parting
by abby82

category: AU--Canon Divergence for season 4's "No One Lives Forever"
rating: Explicit
word count: 7860
disclaimer: they don’t belong to me, no money is being made. I’m only borrowing them.
author’s note: I originally had no intention of this being such a long story. I wrote the majority of this chapter, Michael and Nikita's first meeting in years, and then their intimate reunion within a short time span of each other. That was gonna be the story, but then other pieces started appearing and suddenly I had a longer and more involved story on my hands. Chapter titles come from Françoise Hardy's Tant de belles choses...
story began: October 2020
links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: The Oversight pilot program is real. Nikita is free from Section One.

fic: in the agony of parting [2/6] [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Mon, 04 Apr 2022 02:04:33 GMT

in the agony of parting
by abby82

category: AU--Canon Divergence for season 4's "No One Lives Forever"
rating: Explicit
word count: 4023
disclaimer: they don’t belong to me, no money is being made. I’m only borrowing them.
author’s note: I originally had no intention of this being such a long story. I wrote the majority of this chapter, Michael and Nikita's first meeting in years, and then their intimate reunion within a short time span of each other. That was gonna be the story, but then other pieces started appearing and suddenly I had a longer and more involved story on my hands. Chapter titles come from Françoise Hardy's Tant de belles choses...
story began: October 2020
links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: The Oversight pilot program is real. Nikita is free from Section One.

fic: in the agony of parting [1/6] [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Fri, 04 Mar 2022 18:47:19 GMT

in the agony of parting
by abby82

category: AU--Canon Divergence for season 4's "No One Lives Forever"
rating: Explicit
word count: 3640
disclaimer: they don’t belong to me, no money is being made. I’m only borrowing them.
author’s note: I originally had no intention of this being such a long story. I wrote the majority of this chapter, Michael and Nikita's first meeting in years, and then their intimate reunion within a short time span of each other. That was gonna be the story, but then other pieces started appearing and suddenly I had a longer and more involved story on my hands. Chapter titles come from Françoise Hardy's Tant de belles choses...
story began: October 2020
links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: The Oversight pilot program is real. Nikita is free from Section One.

fic: at the dark end of the street [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Fri, 04 Feb 2022 08:04:20 GMT

at the dark end of the street
by abby82

category: missing scene-ish
rating: Explicit
word count: 6828
disclaimer: they don’t belong to me, no money is being made. I’m only borrowing them.
prompt: one of their post mission secret rendezvous
author’s note: written for round 30 at the smallfandomfest on Dreamwidth

story began: December 2021
story finished: January 2022
links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: Five times Michael and Nikita meet clandestinely

VID: Keep On Breathing [La Femme Nikita]

abby82 — Thu, 13 Jan 2022 14:29:08 GMT

Title: Keep On Breathing
Artist: The Glitch Mob ft. Tula
Vidder: abby82
Source: La Femme Nikita (TV Series)
Download: AO3 | Tumblr | YouTube | ~~Download (151 MB, .mov)~~

Length: 3:08 minutes
Summary: Inside Section One, you have keep on breathing
Notes: Created for the 25th anniversary of the television premiere of La Femme Nikita in 1997.

Additional Notes: I'm no stranger to anniversary vids. My first vid ever marked the anniversary of the final episode of Forever Knight. A second anniversary vid was made for the premiere of the Nick Knight TV movie. With this vid I wanted to commemorate another anniversary and I wanted to do it in a way that was also visually interesting. I decided to do this rather last minute so this had to come together rather quickly. However, I did somewhat hamper myself with clips because I have a longer and I feel more nuanced series vid for LFN in the works. It's unavoidable to not duplicate clips in both vids but I did want to keep it to a minimum. This was also supposed to be an ensemble vid and I kind of failed in that respect. I started off okay but it quickly became the Nikita and Michael are awesome and oh so beautiful vid. My sincerest apologies to the other characters. My other series vid will not shortchange you.

I knew this was going to be a much more action oriented vid. I also wanted to incorporate more Section One scenes, like Comm or Systems. Yeah, that didn't happen. The action sequences weren't difficult but they do tend to be more Michael heavy. The Nikita sequences (aside from the shootout in 'Looking for Michael') were a little less interesting visually. There was the breaking in sequence during season 1's episode Choice but some of the shots didn't work and I'm saving one shot in particular for my other ensemble LFN vid.

I do feel like the vid is more Michael heavy than I would have preferred. It's also becoming clearer to me that LFN is a very guns heavy show. Yes, I knew that already but in my head I argued that it could be somewhat balanced by its fight scenes. The fight scenes in LFN are serviceable but not a highlight. It's shame because both Peta Wilson and Roy Dupuis were very athletic and I guess they didn't have the time to really craft fight scenes that didn't rely too obviously on stunt double and camera tricks.

There are three moments in this vid that I absolutely adore and they make me smile every time they pop up. The first is the solo Birkoff shot. I love how the camera movement jelled perfectly with the music. The second are the last closeup shots of Nikita and Michael. It looks like they’re giving each other “I can’t wait to get you in bed” eyes and while in the middle of Section to boot. The funniest thing about those two sequences is that not only are they from two different seasons but they’re not even looking at each other. And lastly, the gauzy and impressionistic shots over my title cards. They’re from the love slinky sequence in season 4 but with the scene extremely lightened. Those scenes were just hidden in there and not visible at all. Once I saw them, I couldn’t not use them. The love slinky is the scene that keeps on giving.

Also, I love that I was able to incorporate something from the scene of Michael putting some serious moves on Nikita from the opening of 'Sympathy for the Devil". It's a shame that the sequence was marred by the guest star and producer credits. And, let's not forget the deleted fully nude post coital scene from season 5 for the win. The shots were brief enough that YouTube didn't make me age restrict.

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fic: Meet Me, RM. 305F [la femme nikita]

abby82 — Tue, 04 Jan 2022 05:33:15 GMT

Meet Me, RM. 305F
by abby82

category: missing scene-ish
rating: Explicit
word count: 6925
disclaimer: they don’t belong to me, no money is being made. I’m only borrowing them.
author’s note: This is a simple "What if..." scenario with some good ol' fashioned smut. Oh the heady rush of Michael and Nikita finally getting together. It didn't last long because this is Section and we're not allowed to have nice things. Yet, Michael and Nikita being defiant in the face of Section and meeting clandestinely is so delicious. It fills me with such forbidden love feels. I love it so much and wished we'd gotten more. The season 3 finale "On Borrowed Time" is a wonderful episode. From the incredibly sexy but restrained yearning of them meeting during the pre-credits sequence to the heartbreaking devastation of the final scene, it's just so perfect. Madeline's line to Nikita about her having made the most of her final meeting with Michael just before we start the Gelman rollercoaster arc really struck me. It saddened me because she was just on her way to meet Michael. Like a lot of my LFN stories, I just wanted to give these two just a little more time together and have them have that last time together.

Also, you don’t know how close this came to being an LFN/Fatboy Slim crossover ala 1999’s “Praise You” music video. The episode did air in 1999. The Torrance Community Dance Group goes international!

story began: June 2021
story finished: December 2021
links: DW | AO3 | Tumblr

summary: "Whenever your last meeting with Michael was, I hope you made the most of it."

Room 305F inside the Genefex compound was small. It was no more than an empty 10 by 10 space with painted cinder block walls. It was a far cry from her bedroom or even the abandoned barge they recently met in. But it also wasn’t the empty cargo hold of a downed Red Cell subcontractor plane. Her ass still had the faint bruising from that encounter.

With Michael’s note in her pocket, Nikita entered the empty room and waited.

She couldn’t help but smile. Like two errant school children, they’d taken to passing digital notes to each other under the observant gaze of Madeline and Operations. However, the consequences for their insubordination and refusal to bend to the Type One directive would go far beyond a slap on the wrist. That punishment would be nothing to smile about.

Cancellation was a real possibility. Reassignment to another Section was also likely—for her. Michael was too valuable to Section. One simply did not throw away a Class Five operative. Although, sometimes Nikita wondered about that. Madeline and Operations had no qualms about demoting Michael and watched him suffer the indignity of irrelevant assignments and reduced responsibilities. Section as a whole suffered because of that decision, but they didn’t care.

Madeline framed that turn of events as Nikita’s doing. Nikita was responsible for the circumstances surrounding Michael's demotion because she refused to give up on their relationship. Nikita was responsible for the loss of life that resulted from the change in personnel. It was Nikita’s responsibility to ensure that Michael would end their relationship.

But what if there was something more? What else could they do? Section was capable of great cruelty. She’d seen that first hand, but she also suspected that it was only a sampling of what Section could do to keep its operatives in line.

Michael, with his years of experience at witnessing Section’s machinations, probably knew, but he wasn’t sharing that information. Instead, he quietly worked contingency plans to counteract the possible profiles that Madeline could work up against them.

It all seemed like a drastic waste of resources to keep apart two people who simply wanted to take comfort in each other’s company.

The opening of the room’s sole door interrupted Nikita’s troubled thoughts. Michael closed the door behind him and silently took her in. Silently, but not without desire. She still wasn’t used to it. To have the intensity that was normally directed at mission directives focused on her was intoxicating.

It made her feel like she was the center of his world.

They met in the center of the room. Not yet touching but each taking in their fill of the other. There was something thrilling about prolonging the magnetic pull between them, to see who would make the first move.

His eyes caressed her skin. Not an inch of her body was left bereft. Nikita watched as Michael took in her face, lingering on her lips. She unconsciously licked them and his eyes shifted minutely at the movement. Nikita watched as Michael took in her clothing, a functional A-line shift dress that wasn’t meant to draw attention. It was beige and plain, but Michael looked at her with barely restrained passion. She knew he was already mentally stripping her bare.

Her own eyes took him in. He’d cropped his hair even shorter recently. Earlier in the year it had still curled slightly, lush and thick on top. Her fingers had itched to touch it, but they weren’t there yet. He wasn’t hers to touch. Michael was still cloaked in grief even as he’d tentatively moved past his separation from Adam and the stability that his blood cover marriage to Elena gave him.

She’d be lying if she said she didn’t miss the opportunity to run her fingers through the thick mass of curls he’d sported when they’d first met. It was always such an indulgent experience. No one touched Michael and she’d had the privilege twice before. His hair had hung down in russet rivets over his face while he moved inside her. She’d tucked stray strands behind his ears when he kissed her. She watched as her fingers were lost in his hair as she held his mouth to her breast or to her most intimate spots. She had a vicarious thrill knowing that she was responsible for the disheveled look he carried after their bouts of lovemaking. For such an impenetrable man, his loose curls added an aura of romantic softness, even as he assiduously tamed them before walking the halls of Section.

His shorter hair left no room for softness. It brought his handsome features to the forefront. It was confident, it was powerful and it was unquestionably masculine. There was nothing extraneous about it, much like the way Michael pursued her.

Part of her had chaffed when Michael deemed them ready to pursue a relationship. Maybe too much time has passed, she told him. What gave him the right to say when and how? He’d sidestepped her numerous times in the past with claims of bad timing, Section mantra, and of course his confidential blood cover. Nikita didn’t appreciate the notion that she was being kept on a shelf for when Michael had sorted out his priorities. However, she couldn’t deny it, she wanted him. She wanted to know more about this enigmatic man who clearly loved fiercely but so rarely. She wanted his attention solely on her, and she wanted the opportunity to really live. Loving Michael was a heady concoction of lust, affection, and dare she say it, trust. She liked having a partner in Michael that went beyond the sympatico they reached out on the field.

Even with the Type One directive hanging over their heads, their relationship was worth the risk. Now that they’d finally found their way to each other, Nikita was not prepared to let Michael go. It nearly broke her when she’d ended it not too long ago. It was a combination of still trying to separate Michael the lover with Michael the Class Five operative and the pressures and strain his demotion had put on him. Knowing that Michael wanted to fight for them gave her strength.

It also led them to this room and she could no longer fight the battle to touch him.

Nikita reached out and removed the delicate glasses he wore. For safekeeping, she placed them inside the front pocket of his lab coat.

Remembering Michael’s attempt to distract the plant manager Ferrell from his office and her infiltration of it, she placed her hands on his chest and toyed with the lapels of his lab coat.

“So tell me, Michael, you and Nikita, is your relationship entirely professional?” Nikita teased him with a coy smile.

Her arms went around him. Their bodies pressed together. Her mouth found his pulse and placed a wet kiss on the location followed by a quick nip.

“Not in the slightest,” came his husky reply. She could feel the vibration of his words against her smile.

Michael captured her lips in a breathtaking kiss. His tongue slipped inside her mouth and quickly found hers. The power of his kiss threatened to overwhelm her.

He reached behind her and removed the band holding her hair. It too went in his lab coat pocket. His fingers lightly carded through her hair, separating it and letting it fall. He then tangled his fingers in them at the back of her head and pulled so that her face was angled towards him.

“Two hours,” he whispered into her lips. “We won’t be disturbed.”

“They’re all ours,” she confirmed.

And then she kissed him, because she could. Because this was a stolen moment that Section One had deemed forbidden. Because as frustrating as Michael could be, she wouldn’t trade a single moment she could share with him.

Nikita luxuriated in the taste of him; in the slide of his lips over hers; in the give and take battle with his tongue.

With their bodies pressed up against each other and their arms full, it was a languid reconnection. They rarely got to indulge in the act of kissing. They were thieves, lurking in the shadows Michael created. They stole precious minutes with each other where they could only physically affirm their devotion to each other.

Two hours was a lifetime.

Their kiss ended when they both needed to catch their breaths. She reached for one of his hands and held it between them. With the other, she lightly ran her fingers over Michael’s knuckles, cataloging the scrapes and bruises he carried. Each imperfection received a kiss. Her lips also grazed every callus. Michael looked at her through penetrating half-lidded eyes. Each of his fingertips in turn entered the warmth of her mouth.

Michael never missed an opportunity to worship her body. Reciprocation rarely happened as often as she’d like. Their current setup didn’t allow for the type of tenderness she’d like to bestow on him, but Nikita couldn’t let this opportunity go to waste.

With their lab coats discarded to the floor, Nikita worked her fingers down the tan dress shirt he wore, slipping buttons from their holes. Michael watched mesmerized as she removed the shirt from the confines of his pants and pushed it off his shoulders. One of his hands, which massaged the base of her neck, sending prickles of electricity down her spine, dropped to allow the garment to fall.

Nikita ran her hands over his muscled chest. The heat of his body drew her even closer as she placed her lips on his shoulder, then across his clavicle where she settled on the notch at the base of his throat. Michael tilted his head back to accommodate her while his hands held firmly at her waist. Her thumbs lightly grazed his nipples and she smiled at his quick intake of breath.

The room’s harsh fluorescent lighting was never going to be forgiving but Michael, as always, defied the odds.

The elegant but austere wardrobe and the practical tactical gear he wore hugged his body perfectly, but they only suggested at what could be found beneath. It teased the casual observer. Seeing Michael’s naked body with its athletic musculature always caused a flush to creep up on her. Section demanded a lot of Michael’s body. It demanded precision, endurance, and ruthlessness out on the field. It demanded beauty, sensuality and deception on Valentine missions. She still couldn’t get over knowing that Michael chose to share his body with her. He gave it to her freely and without question. He trusted her. She couldn’t and wouldn’t betray that trust.

Being with Michael was an exploration in sensation. It was decadence at its fullest. He’s had her spread out on her bed, his tortuous mouth between her legs. Orgasm after orgasm cresting over her. It was savage when he took her quickly from behind inside the lone bathroom of a dive bar in Amsterdam. Nikita lost count of the number of times the door opened to reveal a surprised bar patron. It was freedom as they lay together amongst the overgrown grass of Belgium. Their mission jackets at her back, bright blue skies up above, and Michael murmuring French onto her thighs, her navel, her elbow, her breast. He tattooed his words onto her skin. She carried them with her long after they’d returned to Section and Operation’s probing gaze.

Nikita knew that every moment was precious; every moment could be their last.

“I need you.” His voice was just above a whisper. There was such hunger in his gaze. Nikita felt like crawling inside him so they could never be parted.

“Everything, Michael. It’s yours.”

Their lips met once more and this time a sense of urgency hovered on the fringes. There was a deep seated need to feel Michael’s naked skin on hers.

Michael plucked at the tiny buttons behind her neck that held her dress up. It fell whisper quiet at her feet and she easily stepped out of it. Her simple shoes followed suit as well and she dropped a few inches in height.

Clad in only a pair of boyshort panties and her bare breasts exposed to the cool room, Michael’s hungry gaze continued to take her in. His crystal clear eyes were dilated dark. His hands fell on the balls of her shoulders massaging and then dropped along her arms, refamiliarizing themselves. The touch was solid yet reverent. When he leaned forward to brush his lips to her temple she was close enough to feel his bare chest on hers.

The sensation was exquisite torture. His lips caressed down the side of her face, stopping to press open mouthed kisses underneath her jaw and down her throat. His hands marked a path up and down her arms. Nikita had to hold on to his hips to steady herself. They were both still partially clothed and yet Michael managed to make this encounter sensual and powerful.

“I’ve missed your company, Nikita.”

His fingertips drifted lightly down her breasts, their backs teased her stomach, their touch tickling in its faintness, until they gripped her hips.

“It hasn’t been easy,” she admitted. Her own fingers caressed his stomach. The muscles there contracted at her touch.

“No,” he confessed. Michael nuzzled his nose against her own. How could a gesture so sweet cause such a rush of arousal to course through her?

The hands on her hips brought her infinitely closer before they drifted to the back of her thighs. She grimaced ever so slightly when his fingers made contact with her rear end and her not quite faded bruises.

“Sorry,” she chuckled. “Still a little tender there.”

Recognition crossed his eyes and he kneeled before her to get a closer look. As if seeking permission to proceed, he caught her eyes before he slipped her underwear down her legs. Michael placed his lips where she knew her skin was still marked–the backs of her thighs, her bottom–all showed evidence of a previous passionate and hurried coupling.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered between kisses.

“Don’t be. I’m not.” Nikita smiled down at him in reassurance. She would happily wear the marks of their lovemaking all over her body wherever she could take them. They avoided love bites on their necks and torsos for obvious reasons, but these could still be explained as mission related. The bruising reminded her that this was real and not just some abstinence induced fantasy.

Michael’s fingers bracketed her hips and his lips traveled the skin of her thighs, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. When he reached her core, he nuzzled right above her public bone.

“You’re beautiful,” he told her, parting her folds to expose her to his exploration. Just as his mouth made contact, she clutched tightly to Michael’s shoulders.

“Oh!”

Michael maneuvered her back a few steps until her back hit one of the walls. Only her shoulders remained in contact with the wall as she arched her body to seek out more of Michael’s relentless mouth. He gripped her rear end encouraging her position. Her legs quaked as the strain of keeping herself upright against the sexual urgency she felt started to overtake her.

He grabbed her right leg and draped it over his bare shoulder. This opened her up even more to his attentions. His mouth latched on greedily and his tongue burrowed itself within her. She couldn’t help the whimpers she uttered. She had to clutch at Michael’s hair for stability. She was torn between seeking out more of his talented mouth and wanting distance from the torturous pleasure he was inciting in her. Her core throbbed relentlessly in Michael’s mouth. She felt like she was going to tear whole chunks of his hair given how tightly she was pulling. He wouldn’t give her time to adjust. The intensity of where he was driving her was breathtaking. Nikita tried to temper her pleasure filled cries. She wasn’t entirely sure how secluded they were.

Michael pulled back long enough to ease three of his fingers into her. He didn’t give her his customary two fingers. She was so wet that the three barely felt like a challenge.

“Let me hear you,” he demanded, his accent thick with arousal.

His eyes locked with hers and Nikita could see the pleasure he received from giving her pleasure. He lowered his mouth once more and her clit didn’t know what hit it. The combination of mouth and fingers soon had her reaching a very powerful climax. She cried out her release just as Michael had wanted. His tongue soothed her folds, lapping up her arousal but also avoiding her sensitive clit for the moment.

When Michael rose, looking so incredibly pleased with himself, she wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in the warmth of his skin.

“Hmmm, what you do to me.”

They kissed long and slow. She could taste herself on Michael’s lips

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