Captured for Interrogation

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Nikolai entered the bathroom. "Food's here," he said, watching her avert her gaze from the wound. "Why don't you look at gunshot wounds?" he asked, "I've seen you look at just about every other kind."
 
Alexis didn't answer him for a while. "Remember how I told you how my father died?" she asked softly. "They had me go to identify the body. The ME hadn't closed the wound yet. . . The bullet had gone into his throat, and his throat was wide open, like an animal had ripped it apart. . . I became sick. Since then, I won't look at them."
 
Nikolai sat down and bound the rest of the wound for her and hugged her. "Come on, let's eat and watch some cartoons," he said.
 
Alexis hugged him back, a few tears leaving her eyes. "That sounds good," she said, hugging him tighter than she might've normally would've.
 
Time passed, and Nikolai helped Alexis with physical therapy, her leg getting stronger each day.She developed a scar, which he found to be very sexy. When he thought she was strong enough, he said, "Want to go see what the boss has in store for us?"
 
Nikolai strode into the director's office like he owned the place. "What do you have on our mutual friend?" he asked confidently.
 
Alexis came in after him. "Hello, so what do you have?" she echoed.

"Well, it looks like he was under orders of Yeltsin."
 
The Director handed Alexis the dossier on Georgia Yeltsin. "Don't die, and don't get shot."

"Easier said than done," Alexis said, flipping through the dossier.

"You're the boss, Alexis."

Alexis smiled and stood. "Leave date?"

"Two days from now. Glad to see you're back."

"Same." She nodded to Nikolai. "Let's go."
 
Alexis smiled and squeezed his hand excitedly. "Finally back in action, and damn, does it feel good," she said, breathing deeply and exhaling.
 
"Well, obviously we bring the toys, but I was wondering about surveillance equipment," he said, grinning at how dirty her mind could be.
 
"I guess the mini mics worked last time," he said. "Let's run it again, but maybe we can think of some backups.
 
"Alright. . . and speaking of the toys and dirty minds. . . ." Alexis grinned. "Someone hasn't been very attentive in that area lately."
 
"Well you haven't really been in any condition to do that. I'd feel better it you ran the show," he said, not wanting to reinjure her before the mission.
 
Nikolai tried to get in using the retinal scanner. The door unlocked and swung open, and he perused the place. The kitchen looked great, and the leather couch was replaced with a wrap around sofa.
 
"Ooohhh, it's cozy," Alexis exclaimed, smiling. "This is beautiful!" She snuggled into him. "But I'm not interested in the living room." She wrapped her fingers around Nikolai's belt loops and pulled him close to her.
 
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