Captured for Interrogation

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Alexis gave a small laugh. "That's a first," she said, snuggling up to him. She removed the blindfold, forgetting that it was on earlier and looked at him. "I probably look like a mess."
 
"Well you do look as though you have thoroughly enjoyed yourself," Nikolai admitted. "At least I did not leave you sticky this time, yes?"
 
Alexis smiled. "Yeah, thank heavens. Not that I mind a hot shower." She ran her fingers through her hair. She kissed his cheek. "Thank you," she whispered.
 
"You are welcome, dear," he paused for a second, "Just to be clear, what was it that we just did?" He wanted to make sure they were on the same page.
 
"For. . . . everything, I guess," Alexis said, blushing. "For not treating me harshly. . . . for understanding. . . . for helping me. . .and for teaching me how to enjoy sex."

She looked up at him with a twinkle in her eye. "You ain't that bad, Rusky."
 
"And you are not horrible yourself, for CIA lackey," he chuckled, turning her own joke around. "We should probably drink some fluids after all that exertion." He made tea and brought it back.
 
Alexis sat up and tucked her legs underneath of her as she took the tea from Nikolai. "Thanks," she said happily, sipping her tea. She kissed his cheek.
 
Nikolai received the kiss and leaned to the side, tracing the side of Erica's neck with his tongue before kissing and sucking at it, leaving a glaring red mark. "You are welcome."
 
Nikolai began to get dressed. "I think I have made it clear what I want. I will leave you to your rest and thoughts and later you can decide if you want the same." he went to the radio room and began listening for intercepts, but mostly what he got was static.
 
Alexis smiled and had to think.

She really wanted to stay with Nikolai. . . . Only problem with that was. . . she was an American CIA agent, fiercely loyal to her country. He was a member of the Russian KGB. They would have to betray their countries. . . .

Not to mention this would severely fuck up her chances at becoming Director.

She sighed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Why was this complicated? She should've killed him when she had the chance!!

She tested the cell door and found it unlocked. Putting on a pair of jeans and a tshirt, she quietly walked out and found her way to the radio room, where she found Nikolai.

"I-i-i-i don't mean to interrupt," she said quietly, "but I wish to talk to you. . . make sure we're on the same page."
 
Nikolai turned and saw that Alexis had dressed. He was momentarily distracted by the way her low rise jeans hugged her hips, but from the tone of her voice, he knew this was important, so he focused in on the conversation. "I hope we are as well, but I will listen to your side first."
 
Alexis bit her lip and began talking. "So, it's rather obvious that we are attracted to each other, and all that fun stuff," she said. "And it's obvious that we make each other satisfied. But. . . . we're enemies. And I don't know about you, but if this gets back to my boss. . . ." she took a deep breath in and exhaled. "It would ruin my chances for becoming Director. And I'm feeling so confused. . . ."
 
"In all honesty, I have become weary of the, shall we say, dubious, tasks that I have been put up to." Nikolai admitted. This assignment out in the middle of nowhere has been a good break, but soon I will be back in the field, and this I find unacceptable." He threw her internet chip back to her. "Let's make our own spy fiction a reality and see what happens."
 
Alexis's eyes brightened as she caught the internet chip. She pocketed and ran toward Nikolai. "YES!" she cried as she tackled him to the ground and kissed him.
 
Nikolai lifted her so that she was wrapping her legs around his waist and passionately returned her kiss. "We have three days before the weather clears up. Let's continue our intelligence gathering on each other and then come up with a plan."
 
Alexis was smiling happily. "We'll have to leave Russia soon," she whispered. "What say you about heading some place warm?"
 
"I have a better idea, one that will cement you for director." Nikolai said, "Warm is good, but first you must bring me before your superiors so I can divulge all our little KGB secrets."
 
"Well, I am coming over to your side of things, and it is not my place to let this we have created get in the way of your career." Nikolai said, "Besides, I can be your very secret agent." he said, placing a playful inflection on the word very.
 
Alexis broke into a huge smile and hugged Nikolai even tighter than she thought possible. "Oh my God, thank you!" she said, kissing him hard on the mouth.
 
Nikola kissed her and said, "Why don't you go talk to your people and see what kind of support we can get while I make dinner?"
 
"Of course!" Alexis said happily as she sashayed off to her cell.

Setting everything up at the dinner table, she made contact with her boss, the Director, and explained most of the situation- excluding the fact that she was sleeping with the KGB agent not fifty feet from her.

"This is wonderful!" her boss praised her. "This will certainly help our country, Alexis, I'm very pleased with you!"

She inclined her head in thanks. "It was no trouble. We're waiting for better weather before heading out."

"Of course. I'll see you next week." and with that he logged off.

She set down her headset and smiled at Nikolai.
 
Nikolai set the evening meal on the table. "So, what kind of help can we expect getting out of here?" He fixed both of their plates as well as hardy helpings of vodka for each of them.
 
"Well, you'll have some diplomatic immunity, due to you being a foreigner," Alexis confessed. "They plan on giving you a visa until you have given your statements. After that, they'll let you continue to live in the US, under the FBI Witness Protection program."

She started eating. "Also, I have to be with you at all times. The US embassy doesn't take too kindly to Ruskys, even good ones. I will also have to go into Witness Protection."
 
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