Captured for Interrogation

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Nikolai breathed a sigh of relief. "Go easy on me in there, OK?" he said, kissing her before goig to deal with al Salehi.
 
Alexis kissed him and went and set everything up. "Good- oh dear me, is it 4 AM already?" she asked in mild surprise. "Sorry to wake you up, but we got information out of al Salehi," she said. "Transmitting information now."

She sent the information to him, while talking to him about it.

"Um, Alexis? What exactly did you DO to him?"

"Nothing he wouldn't have done to another woman," Alexis said simply. "Permission to do what we want with him?"

"Ummm. . .Granted. . . But Alexis?"

"Don't question my methods, don't question Nikolai, don't lecture me on unorthodox procedures," Alexis snapped.

The Director sighed. "Okay."
 
Nikolai heard hr coming and threw al Salehi's genitals on the floor. He was still holding his knife over the pool of blood that was forming on the sheets. "That cock ring sure stored a lot," he said, wiping the blade clean. "How is the chief?"
 
"A little perturbed and tired, but gave us permission to do whatever," Alexis said, smiling. She kissed him.
 
"Oh well," Alexis said. She wrapped her arms around his waist and brought him close to her. "He deserved it. Now please, clean up your mess, don't leave it for the maids to clean up."
 
"If you insist," Nikolai said, tossing the lot out the window and into a dumpster. As they packed, he said, "You know, I'm probably going to have to take your place under the gun on this one."
 
As they packed, Nikolai loaded the range rover. "Know any good shops when we get to Austria?" he asked.
 
Nikolai drove to the airport, letting her sleep. He loaded up, carried her on, and cuddled up next to her as they took off.
 
Alexis did fall back asleep, only waking up when the plane landed in the U.S. She gently woke Nikolai up. "Rusky? We're home."
 
"I don't want to," Alexis grumbled, freshening up a little bit. "I need a different- oh hell," she threw off her bra and put her shirt back on. "Damn Arabics and their fondness for whips."
 
Alexis hissed. "Okay, okay, okay," she said, putting her shirt back on. "Let's just pray he doesn't have the air conditioning on." She fluffed out her hair a bit. "Time to go strangle- I mean, talk to the Director." She kissed him. "You're wonderful, and I love you."
 
"I love you, too." Nikolai said. He drove to the base and walked into the briefing room with Alexis. "Well, here comes the shit," he whispered as he director walked in.
 
Alexis sat down gracefully and looked at the Director. "And?"

"Information's good, your methods. . ."

"Not discussing it."

"Your associate"

"He has a name."

"And what happened, I realize you have more piss and vinegar in your veins than I did at your age."

Alexis blinked. "Who the fuck are you, and what the fuck did you do to my Director?" she asked incredulously.

The Director chuckled. "Look, I got what happened to you, and you stuck it out, even though you were putting your well being on the line. And he took care of you. So you're a permanent team, and in two days, go to Austria and take down this bitch."

"Yes, Sir."

"Dismissed."

Alexis and Nikolai left and she leaned up against the door. "Holy crap on a cracker."
 
"I know," Nikolai said. "And it's Nikolai, asshole," he yelled as the door closed behind him. "Looks like I'm in your hands now."
 
Alexis chuckled. "Want to go home?" she asked. "I need some good, strong, Russian lovin'." She winked at him.
 
""One Russian invasion coming right up," he said, holding her close and passionately kissing her at the car.
 
Alexis giggled and kissed him back, moaning. "Mmm, good, cause this American's ready to be invaded," she breathed.
 
A couple of agents walked by and snickered at their open display. "You actually got him instated as an agent?" one asked. "Our director must be one hell of a jackass to let that happen. See you later, Agent Flogger," he said before walking off.
 
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