Wolfe Chronicles presents… "The Lost Daughter"

  Wolfe Chronicles Presents:
“The Lost Daughter”
Written By: H.M. Gautsch

This new short story series is a spin-off of the hot series of “La Femme Nikita”. This new twist in the world of Section will surely keep you on the edge of your seats or so I hope! This story takes place during the events of Michael & Nikita going rouge in Season 4 of #LFN, so they will be mentioned, but not in the story itself. I took the privilege to focus more on Operations’ and Madeline’s secretive love affair and made it my own, in the eyes of Alison “Ally” Wolfe 🙂 
*Disclaimer: Infringement not intended. Character names owned by La Femme Nikita Production & USA Network. Most of the terms are known terms based off the show, if you want a resource of what a word means, you can visit the LFN Forever website’s encyclopedia at     http://lfnforever.tripod.com/id36.htm.

Chapter One: The Introduction
Hello. My name is Ally, short for Alison, Wolfe. I question everyday why I was stuck living a nightmare. I’m always on the run like a true hobo. Do I approve of this life?  No. Can I change it? No. How does one with very successful parents end up on the streets as the folks who are supposed to nurture you are abandoning you for their own protection and supposedly yours? My father is Paul, the Operations of Section One. My mother is Madeline, the Head Strategist of Section One. What is Section One you may ask? Well supposedly there is a counter terrorism organization above Interpol in this twisted World and Section One is a part of it. The organization is one of the most successful branches of the mother ship called Oversight. George runs Oversight and my mother reminded me in the past that if George finds out about my existence, not only are my parents going to be burned to ashes, but so am I. So not only is my existence a ghost to terrorists Worldwide, but also to the one man I should fear the most aside from my father. So how do I stay so low key and avoid any confrontation from the parents? I live on the streets and bounce from city to city, until further notice.
I guess it is part of conditioning me for the “survival of the fittest” of this World. The Darwinism of humanity, so to speak, until the time comes where I can live out my own actual dreams of being just a common city cop in the Bronx, my hometown, as well as, my old man’s hometown. Living on the streets sucks, especially when you have to beg and plead for a dollar just to make sure you eat at night or if you are lucky, you can get a five dollar or a ten to get a new shirt or pair of pants. It’s my life. I try to make the best of it. Enough of this pity shit, though. Let’s get on with the story.
Oh great, my brother, Stephen, is coming to visit me.
“Ally!” Stephen yells from the end of the street. I open my eyes and lift the blanket to vision the cardboard box around me just to remind me the luxury my family has while I struggle for survival. Well, this blows.
Agitated by the wake-up call, I reply, “What the hell do you want, Stephen!?”
“Just a small gift for you,” he replies. “Now come out of there.”
See, what people don’t understand. Father has strictly made it clear that Stephen isn’t allowed to assist in my living, but small gifts won’t hurt the factor. The small things have made my life a bit easier. Stephen has given me my companion and guardian, who I named Jax, a Rottweiler. Stephen will sometimes loan me the money to give Jax his essentials as well like dog food, enough money for a vet visit, etcetera. Stephen also has hooked me up with my small MP3 player. You’d think we’d be a bit more high-tech considering the resources that were possibly available for us.
I make my way out of my so-called home, as Jax follows me close.  Jax and I walk towards Stephen at the end of the alley where I have been staying the past month. As I walk up to a familiar face, a feminine face appears from the darkness behind Stephen. Jax starts growling at the woman who comes out into the street light. Starting from the ground, as my eyes scan the woman, I notice the all black business attire, from high heels, to the fancy dress, the long trench coat. Then I look at myself as in a comparison. The ripped, faded blue jeans and 80s style sweater and my beanie hat to keep my head warm at night. Damn. I can’t help but wonder what Stephen got himself into this time.
“Who is this, Stephen?” I didn’t hesitate to get the conversation started.
Stephen remains silent as the woman walks closer to me. Jax backs up a bit to be imitated by the woman, but continues to growl at his own expense.
“Heal, Jax.” I demanded. Jax sits, but keeps his eyes on the woman.
            “Alison.” The woman spoke with no hesitation.
The first thing that came into thought was the only person who called me by my first name. Then and there I knew who the woman was.
“Mother, is that really you?” I replied.
“Yes, Alison, it is.” After Madeline replied to me, she turned her attention towards my brother. “Stephen, make sure security is established at all angles.”
            “Yes, Ma’am.” Stephen replies.
“What is going on?” I helped myself into the conversation with curiosity and concern.
“We need to take all precaution prior to our meeting. You need to listen, Alison. This is not what I want for you. This homelessness you are experiencing was not any of our intentions, but in order to assure your protection, your father and I had to take extreme measures. Do you understand?” My mother explained.
            “Somewhat, but why come to me now? What’s the difference?”
“Things are changing in Section One. I can’t explain it now, but someday I hope I will be able to explain all the events and bring you out of the shadows.”
“So now what, is it time to relocate me to a new city or a new country?” I replied.
            “Possibly, but that is only if you are ready. Only one condition, get rid of the dog.”
Jax stands up and starts to growl at the woman.
“I don’t think that is a good idea.” I replied as I looked down at Jax, being just as bit disturbed about the request Madeline is making.
“I’ll take him.” Stephen smoothly joined the conversation. Madeline and I turned and looked at Stephen. “It’s either that or putting him down and I don’t want that.” He added.
Is this for real? What is going on in my own world? Is this really reality? Am I awake? I pinch my face to make sure because one moment I was homeless and the next my own mother comes out of the blue and just throws a life’s chance in the air like there was no tomorrow. Hell, we only live once right?
“Fine. I’ll do it, but I will have visitation rights, Stephen.”
            “It’s a deal.” Stephen suggested a hand shake to seal the deal as he offered his hand towards mine. I hesitantly returned the favor. The shake was formed.
Chapter Two: A New World
Mother, Stephen and I stroll in an emergency pace into Section One, where the first person we see was my profound father, Paul Wolfe, or as the Section One operatives would call him, Operations. He was pacing the hallway outside the entrance point like a nervous dog. Father didn’t waste any time when entering himself into a conversation with my mother.
            “What the hell are they doing here!?”
            “It’s time, Paul.”
Father stopped his pacing right in front of mother and studied intensely into her face.
“Not as long as George is still around, Madeline. We already have too much on our hands with Michael and Nikita on rouge!”
Stephen interrupts, “Whoa. Nikita and Michael flew the chicken coop!?”
Father didn’t hesitate to change his focus on Stephen.
“I suggest, Stephen that you go on your way for now.”
Stephen exchanges looks with mother before she supported father’s comment.
            “It’s okay, Stephen. I’ll take it from here.”
Stephen turns himself around and leaves Section out of the entrance/exit access. I was keeping my mouth shut, so I didn’t receive any backlash from the old man.  Stephen warned me about this personality, and now I see where my snaps come from now. All I can think of now as mother continue to exchange words with father, Great, I am in a family of snapping turtles, always snapping at each other.
Mother finalizes the discussion with my father by cutting him off in his rants.
            “Alison has been living on the streets for years now, she needs to be cleaned up, dressed and fed a hot meal. She’ll be in the tower with me whether you like it or not, Paul. I suggest you get use to your daughter now.”
            Mother switched her attention to me.
            “Come on, Alison. I’ll give you a tour after you’re cleaned up.”
            I still remained with my mouth closed, however exchanged looks with my father as I followed my mother down the hallway towards her office. I was day dreaming of the days I was living on the streets. Suddenly, I hear my name.
            “Alison. You okay?”
            I did notice her leverage she does have on father, and even though he didn’t show directly, he does respect her choices in Section. I perk up to become alert towards reality again. I was a bit hesitating to reply to her, but I did, respectfully.
            “I am fine. Just adjusting and observing this new World you have introduced me in.”
            As we walk by the Communication Center, I noticed a cute, young nerdy techy working away. He looked up from his computer screen and closely watched my mother and I walk by. I passed with a slight smile at him.
            When we walked into the tower, it was like a huge wardrobe closet. I swore a billionaire could comfortably live in this place. It was beautiful though. I stopped in my tracks to take in the scenery and scent of cedar wood surrounding the room. Mother reached her desk and turned around to watch me as I close my eyes and expand my arms. This wasn’t just an old cardboard box down an ally. It was an actual room in an actual building that I never been able to experience before. It felt good to finally be home with my family.
            I opened my eyes and looked over at my mother. She had a smile on her face just by watching me absorb the moment of serenity in my Savior’s presence, my own mother. With no words, I returned the smile.  Mother than grabbed a towel and showed me a new outfit of mine sitting on her desk that she was leaning on.  She tossed the towel at me, as I caught it.
            “If you have any questions, you can push this button here on the desk and that will page me. Take your time, if you want. Just let me know when you are done and we can eat dinner.”
Mother helps herself out of the tower and closes the door. I look around the room once again and walk through the numerous racks of clothes as my fingertips embrace the tingle of the numerous materials the clothes collection are made of. Then I make my way to the clothes she sets out for me. I also noticed the high heels. I’ve never walked in them before and not about to start, so I walk over to the shoe section in the wardrobe fiasco and found the most comfortable shoes I could find. I guess I have a lot to teach my mother about her daughter and the compliment of switching shoes is one place to start. 

Chapter Three: A Quick Discovery
I make my way down the hallway of Section to meet with my father in his office called “The Perch”, which overviews all of Section and its operatives from one area. “The Perch” is kind of a neat outlook in my eyes. Now, I see how he can easily feel like he owns the world. 
I stop at the doorway to await the permission of my presence.
            “Come on in, Alison.” My father announces.
I walk into the room and look directly out to the rest of Section, as to observe the scenery from my father’s point of view. My eyes shift over to the old man, who has his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes focus on me, all awhile he is leaning on the rail that is in front of the window that oversees the operation down below.
“You have come in a very complicated time, Alison.” 
“Please, call me Alley and I am not the one that requested this.”
“Never mind who idea it was, Alley is. I was just merely informing you that it’s going to be a bit chaotic for the time being, while we play family catch-up. I have two operatives on rogue and George breathing down my neck with this current event.”
I didn’t hesitate a response to my father. I wasn’t to let him talk down on me. 
“Listen, dad. Is it okay if I call you dad? I been living in a cardboard box, for who knows how long, to protect you and Mother? Ironically I get brought in when two operatives, who are probably the best you ever had, have gone rogue? George is breathing down your neck? Geez, I wonder why!”
I paused for a minute to examine his reaction and then continued onto the conversation.
“Don’t huff and puff down my back, like George is doing to you, Paul. I am not your puppet, like the rest of these operatives. I am your daughter, so don’t take it out on me. There has to be some kind of reason Mother brought me in.”
“There is.” My mother replied as she entered into the conversation. “Paul, the best weapon than an operative that fears us, is an operative that doesn’t fear us. We need her in Section.”
My father just started grinning at my mother like a sadistic cat that had a plan. I was kind of concerned with his reply.
            “Perhaps your right, Madeline, for if not fears us, than she shall not fear George or Oversight and possibly Mr. Jones.”     
“That is my point exactly.” My mother replies with her own smile.
My thoughts started going at a hundred miles per hour, for I didn’t know what to think at this point, but it sounds like my parents are from a coo-coo’s nest, out in the middle of nowhere. I had the look of concern on my face while I exchanged looks between my mom and my dad.
“First lesson, Alison, you will no longer be suggesting the name Ally. Your name is Alison. Second lesson, Alison, you will learn to trust us. Third lesson, Alison, you will learn to wear high heels.”
Well, my life just flew the coup right at this very moment. Let me give her my two cents.
“Well, this is just going to, suck.”
My father smirks at my response and adds his own, “Since Nikita is on rogue with Michael; we will have to improvise on the trainer then for her.”
“I’ll do it, Paul.” My mom responses. “You worry about finding the other two, I’ll worry about her.”
It’s just what I need right now, is bonding time with my own mother, as she forces me into clothes and shoes I have never pictured myself to wear. Well, this should be fun. There is nothing like living the dream that is not yours. I guess I have to learn to make it and shape it to be mine if I want to survive. 

Chapter Four: Training In A Nutshell
  I been months into training to act and think like an operative that my father is hoping for out of me. I have met Walter and Birkoff. Birkoff is my Communications trainer, and Walter lets me play with his weapon collection from time to time. The worst part of the day is when mom likes to think twelve hours a day, seven days a week, isn’t enough training for me. The only advantage of this is I get higher training on higher levels of security than the average recruit who is introduce to our world. I hear my mom mumbling something in the distance, as she is trying to teach me the world of fashion. I am falling asleep, trying to battle my eyes to stay awake or at least look like I am paying attention. Then, I hear my name.
            “Yes, Mom?” I reply.
“Are you okay?” She continues on.
“I don’t know. I been up since 0400 hours, spent four hours with Birkoff, eight hours with Walter, and now two hours with you playing the role of the fashion police. Maybe, just maybe, I could be ready for sleep?” I insist.
I get an unappreciated facial remark, but also a silent response from my mom. I guess she just been awoken to my sarcasm and cranky ness from being over worked in one day, but can you blame me? I feel I have become a slave to my own family. I feel they are pushing me beyond my capabilities at this point. I continue on to ease the point I am trying to come across.
“Mom, I have learned to love you, but I am dying here. I haven’t had a day off since you brought me in. I want, no let me rephrase that, I need to go see Jax and Stephen. I need a day off before you kill your own daughter off.”
Before my mom can reply, her phone rings. She walks behind her desk and answers with one simple word.
“Yes.” She answers.
I observe her body language as she is talking on the phone. Her body remains still. She is good, I can give her that. One of the first lessons with succeeding in an operative status is not to give away your posture and remain calm.
“Thank you.” Was all my Mother expresses in the conversation and then hangs up the phone. She goes back to focusing on our conversation with no hesitation.
“You can take a few days off next week, Alison, but I need you to work through the rest of the week.”
“What was the phone call about, Mom?” I just have a sense something more is going on with my recruitment into the Section. My intuition speaks on higher volumes than my own voice sometimes.  
“The operatives who are rogue at the current moment have been spotted, but we won’t make a move, yet.” She pauses as she examines my tired eyes. “Any more questions?”
“I only request the permission to be dismissed for the evening, please.”

            My mom sighs at my request, but gives in.
           “Yes. Report back to me at 0500 tomorrow.”

Fan Fiction – La Femme Nikita Pt. II

LFN Fan Fiction – “Sibling Rivalry”

(Written By: H. Marie)

*Disclaimer: Infringement not intended. Character names owned by La Femme Nikita Production & USA Network. Most of the terms are known terms based off the show, if you want a resource of what a word means, you can visit the LFN Forever website’s encyclopedia at http://lfnforever.tripod.com/id36.htm.

Last time we heard Michael has come back into Nikita and Shayne’s life, but what’s the purpose this time? Why doesn’t Shayne know about Adam yet and what happens when they first clash and discover each other? Where is Adam? The side story, Quinn reactivates Madeline’s A.I. to help Shayne out with the mysteries of her family.

Section One – Van Access:

Mendez, Shayne and the remanding of their team are returning from the previous mission as Michael and Nikita wait on the other side. Shayne notices the two standing side to side and isn’t pleased about Michael having returned to Section.
Shayne – (Looking straight at Michael) “What’s HE doing here?”
Nikita – “Michael is here to help us figure this mystery out with Red Cell. He’s one of the brightest operatives that ever existed in Section.”
Shayne – “I don’t care how bright he is, we don’t need him.”
Shayne then turns to look straight at Nikita, as Michael remains with his infamous blank stare and then hands over her mission panel over to Nikita.
Shayne – “I’m taking some downtime. Call me when the next mission preps.”
Shayne walks off towards her office. Nikita and Michael heads towards the Perch.

Section One – Shayne’s Office (Madeline’s old office):

Shayne logs off her computer screen and gets up from her chair and grabs her coat as to getting ready to leave Section when suddenly a familiar miniature figure just appears on the sim rep table next to Shayne’s computer. The office door opens and there stands Quinn.
Shayne – “What is this, Quinn?”
Quinn – “It’s the remaining Artificial Intelligence of Madeline. She was the head strategist for Paul Wolfe prior to Nikita taking over. Even though she was a bit cold hearted, she was the best Section ever offered.”
Shayne drops her coat over her chair again and strolls around the sim rep table as to examining the A.I. of Madeline. Madeline stands at attention on the sim rep table.
Shayne –“Impressive, I must say, but what are our needs with her.”
Quinn – “She’s going to help us get to the bottom of all this mess with Red Cell. I’ve seen similar patterns before with The Collective in the past.”
Shayne – “The same organization that killed my grandfather twenty years ago. I heard.”
Quinn – “Yes.”
Madeline – “Sorry to interrupt, Shayne, but what do you know of Red Cell’s motivations with Section One?”
Shayne – “More likely want to cancel every one of us, but I won’t let that happen.”
Quinn – “Madeline, you need to know a few things before we continue on?”
Madeline – “From the system, I’ve read it all. Paul was killed trying to save Adam, Mr. Jones turned himself into The Collective to save Adam and now Nikita runs Section One as her sister, Michelle, runs Center for the time being and this is Shayne, the daughter of Michael and Nikita.”
Shayne –“Wait, who’s Adam?”
Madeline – (directed towards Quinn) “She doesn’t know?”
Quinn directs her head towards the ground as to have found guilty for hiding the secret.
Quinn – “I think it’s best Nikita and Michael tell you the truth.”
Madeline – “Sounds like a complicated family affair.”

Shayne (angrily) – “No one asked you!”

Madeline’s A.I. disappears from the sim rep table and Shayne grabs her coat and exits out of her office. Quinn rushes to the intercom speaker to reach Nikita in the perch.
Quinn – “Nikita, we have a problem.”

Section One – The Perch:

Nikita looks out the Perch, arms crossed, as Shayne walks in. Shayne observes the office as too looking for Michael.
Shayne = “Where’s Michael?”
Nikita – “He left.”
Shayne – (gets directly to the point) – “Who’s Adam? And don’t bullshit with me. I’m done with the lies.”
Nikita remains silent, still looking out the window. She slowly blinks and makes a sigh knowing that it’s time for Shayne to know the truth about her family. Nikita turns towards Shayne who is holding a panel. It looks to see if she’s testing her mother with the answer she’s about to reveal.
Nikita – “Looks like you already searched for Adam in the systems.”
Shayne – “I want to hear it from you, not the damn computer.”
Nikita uncrosses her arms and reaches out to Shayne in comfort. Shayne’s defensive notions push her away from Nikita.
Nikita – “Adam is Michael’s son and your brother. He’s been missing for a few months now and that’s why Michael came back to Section. He wants to find Adam and he asked for our help.”
Shayne – (defensively) “So again Section One is Michael’s bitch.”
Nikita – “Watch your tone with me!”
Shayne – “Whatever.”
Shayne drops the panel on the edge of the perch’s window and exits. As Nikita watches out the Perch, Shayne is in view as she finds herself exiting Section One. Nikita grabs her cell phone and calls Michael.
Michael (throw the phone) – “Yes.”
Nikita – “Jacque.”
Nikita disconnects the call.

Nikita and Shayne’s Apartment:

Shayne unlocks the door and let’s herself in the apartment. She drops the coat on a chair, takes her gun and places it on the island in the kitchen and helps herself to a glass of wine. What her mom doesn’t know won’t kill her, right? Shayne walks over to the stereo system and puts on her own music. Thirty Seconds to Mars’ “The Kill” comes on. Shayne takes a seat on the couch in the living room, kicks off her shoes, sipping on her wine and reminisces the memories of her and her mother’s relationship growing up. Seems to be good times as a scene in the flower garden in a near park comes into play in her head and then of a scene in a restaurant when Shayne tried coffee for the very first time. She was about ten and needed to put three tablespoons of creamer and three packets of sweetener in her cup.
Young Shayne – (As she’s sipping the coffee mug.) “Mommy, it doesn’t taste like dirt anymore!”
Nikita – (laughs before she replies) “You are going to get a sugar rush, honey.”
Nikita tries to reach to grab the coffee mug, but young Shayne pulls away with it and sits back in her booth, continually sipping on the coffee.
Nikita – (still smiling) “Well, I guess I can hand down the nickname “sugar” down to you now.
Young Shayne – “Isn’t that what Walter calls you, Mommy?”
Nikita – “Yes, but I’ll let him know now that it’s now your nickname. You earned it after today.”
Shayne smiles at the memories playing in her head as she continues to drink her wine. As the song fades towards the end, Shayne is interrupted with the door busting open. Two men in black rush in with 9 mils pointed at Shayne. A third man, in a brown trench coat, dark hair, dark eyes, about six feet tall walks in after the one man tries to grab Shayne and the wine glass falls to the floor. As man #2 looks around the rest of the apartment, Shayne puts up a fight with the one who grabbed her. Man #2 comes to aid man #1, but Shayne still is a struggle to tame. The third man pulls out his cloak and points it straight at Shayne. Shayne stops the resisting and puts her hands up as to surrender.
Adam – “This is interesting; I could have sworn this was Nikita’s lovely apartment.”
Shayne – “Nikita who?”
Adam slaps Shayne across the face as the two men grab her arms and to hold her up against Adam.
Adam – “Who are you and where’s Nikita?”
Shayne resists any answers but gives Adam the same blank stare that only Michael would pull off. Adam examines the green eyes and almost as to put two and two together.
Adam – “Holy shit. There is only one person I know who can pull off that same exact look. (Chuckles) Well, this is very interesting. Bring her; she can be used as collateral if not anything else.”
Shayne – “Do I know you?!”
Adam – “Just think of me as the brother you never wanted.”
Adam and the two men, who’ve kidnapped Shayne, escort Shayne out of the apartment. The door closes behind them.

Red Cell Headquarters:

Shayne is in a white padded room with her head covered with a clothed bag. Her hands are handcuffed behind her has she is sitting Indian style in the middle of the floor. The door opens and it’s Adam. He walks towards Shayne and takes the clothed bag off her head and reveals her capture.
Shayne (seemingly pissed off) – “What do you want?”
Adam – “I want Nikita and you are going to get her for me.”
Shayne – “No chance in hell. I’ll die before I allow anything to happen to her.”
Adam – (As he walks around Shayne who seems helpless) – “You know. Your mother would be proud. Hell, even your father would be proud.”
Shayne – “My father means nothing to me.”
Adam – “Interesting, cause he never shuts up about you. Shayne this, Shayne that. I can’t wait for you to meet Shayne. It got very annoying!”
Shayne – “You’re lying.”
Adam – “I stole these videos from him.”
Adam grabs a disc out of his suit pocket and puts it in the disc slot on the side of the monitor. The screen turns on with a little four year old girl playing in a back yard on a jungle gym as Nikita watches over her like a hawk.
Nikita (on the screen) – “Be careful, Shayne.”
Young Shayne – “Yes, Mommy.”
The video scene switches over to the same four year old girl being taught how to learn to ride bike. She smiles at the camera as she peddles past it. A younger looking Michael is holding the back of the bike, holding it for balance. A smile comes across the screen from Michael, which is very rare with his character and reputation. Adam abruptly turns off the monitor as he looks and sees Shayne in disbelief. Adam bends and squats in front of Shayne as she stares down at the floor as to fight the tears from falling from her eyes. Adam wipes her face as to wiping her tears away from her cheeks.
Adam – “You don’t remember those days, do you.”
Shayne pulls her face away from Adam’s hand as to not wanting the uninvited gestures. Adam lightly slaps her in the face and then stands back up while pulling Shayne up as she is still handcuffed.
Adam – “Well, back to business.”
The door of the room opens and Adam walks out as a bigger, built man walks in with his arms crossed in the front of him. He stands as he stares straight at Shayne.
Adam – “Teach her a lesson until she is forced to trust me, just don’t beat her to unconsciousness. We need her to tell us where Section’s location is.”
The guard nods in agreement and starts going towards Shayne and throws a punch at her. She collapses to her knees. The guard then kicks her while she’s down. Shayne lifts her head and you can see the beating in her with the lip cut. The guard smiles at his advantage, jumping up and down as if he’s in a boxing match but the smile kills off his face as Shayne manages to stand up and face him. As he heads back to finish his job with Shayne, she manages to wipe her body around and even though she is still handcuffed, she throws a knife straight at the guard’s chest and hits him right in the heart. He falls hard to the ground. Shayne quickly looks through the unconscious guard’s pockets and finds the keys for the handcuffs. She unlocks her handcuffs and puts them on the guard. She lines up against the wall, behind the door as it opens. Another guard sees the man on the floor and before he can report it in his walkie radio, Shayne comes from behind the door, grabs his gun and gun butts him in the head. He collapses next to the first guard. Shayne runs out of the room, shuts the door and looks for an exit. She uses her stealth moves to examine the area and notices a couple terrorists walking pass the closed door. She notices a vent right above her. She uses the AK-47 she stole from the second guard to pull the vent’s cover off. She jumps in the vent, turns around and grabs the vent cover and replaces it.

On a dark, very occupied street:

Jasmine is strolling along the street. She blends herself well in with the crowd with purplish/grayish long sleeve top and gray slacks. She comes across a bench with an exhausted individual covered up in a black trench coat similar to Shayne’s. She comes up to the bench closely and alert as she slowly grabs her gun. She lifts the top of the coat and notices Shayne sleeping. She puts her gun away and nudges Shayne to wake her up.
Jasmine – “Holy shit. Shayne! Wake up!”
Shayne (trying to grasp some air) – “Get me back to Section. The apartment has been compromised.”
Jasmine lifts Shayne’s face and sees the cut lip bruised face. She helps Shayne up and puts Shayne’s arm around her as they continue to walk in the same direction Jasmine started with as Shayne holds her rib cage area.

Section One – Communications:

Quinn is desperately trying to find Shayne’s whereabouts as Nikita paces back and forth behind her and Michael seems patient with his arms crossed and watching Nikita’s anticipation of their daughter. On the screen a two thermo readings appear in the Van Access area of Section.
Quinn – “Her readings say she’s in Van Access with Jasmine? This isn’t right. She’s been missing for 72 hours and just reappears?”
Nikita rushes to Munitions to grab a 9mm and then rushes towards the entrance of Section One hoping and praying that it is in fact Shayne and not a fraud. Michael and Quinn also follows.

Section One – Van Access:

Jasmine is still assisting Shayne into Section. Nikita, Michael and Quinn meet them in the hallway.
Nikita – (worried about her only daughter) “Shayne.”
Jasmine – “I found her on a bench on the street near my place. I don’t think she realizes how long she’s been missing.”
Michael slowly lifts Shayne’s head to see a bruised face, a cut lip and tears rolling from her eyes.
Michael – “Who did this to you?”
Shayne – (glares at Michael) “Your son.”
Michael lets go of Shayne’s face and looks towards Nikita. Nikita can’t believe what she just heard and keeps eye contact with Michael as she directs instructions to Jasmine.
Nikita – “Send her to Medical. She needs to rest.”
Jasmine continues to assist Shayne to Medical. Nikita’s facial expression went from concerned about her daughter to anger towards Michael quickly.
Nikita – (still looking Michael into the eyes) “Did you have any idea about this, Michael?”
Michael – “I had my suspicions, but wasn’t sure.”
Nikita – “What are we going to do? Our daughter got beaten, nearly killed; my apartment has been compromised, all for what? What does Adam want?”
Michael – “To destroy the one thing that destroyed him and his family.”
Nikita – “Section One.”
Nikita and Michael continue their stare down; Nikita not so happy and Michael with his infamous blank stare.

Section One – Systems:

Nikita, Michael, Jasmine, Mendez are standing around the sim-rep table as Quinn is sitting next to it, controlling the sims through the screen. A picture of an adult Adam is visual.
Nikita – “This is Adam Samuelle. We recently discovered him being a part of Red Cell after the kidnapping event of Shayne happened.”
Nikita pauses as she notices Shayne walking in as she is wearing a hoodie and black cargo pants as she loads a 9MM and puts it in her holster.
Shayne – (looks straight at Nikita) “What?”
Nikita – “What are you doing? You should be resting.”
Shayne – “If anyone is going to take this bastard down, it’s going to be me. Like Michael wants anything to do with this mission. (looks at Michael) You might as well stay behind.”
Nikita – (Directed instructions back to the whole group) – “We are to retain Adam alive.”
Nikita and Shayne continue their stare down, Nikita showing strictly business on her face and Shayne showing the wants of revenge on hers.
Nikita – (continue to making eye contact with Shayne) “I repeat. Alive.” (Pauses) “You leave in an hour.”

Munich, Germany – Outside Red Cell Headquarters:

Guards and dogs are patrolling a warehouse building in Munich, Germany in a nightly atmosphere. It’s raining. Shayne’s team consists of Jasmine and another operative in a grassy field, lying down in the prone position. About 100 meters to the left is Michael’s team with Mendez and another operative in a kneeling position.

Back at Section – Communications

Quinn is in her bay monitoring the screens with Nikita standing right behind her. Both have a Comm set on to communicate to the two teams on the mission.
Quinn – “Alright, Alpha team and Bravo team are in position.”

Back in Germany…

Shayne – “Alpha team, go.”
Michael’s team advances towards the building and opens fire. As the guards return fire, Shayne’s team open fires back at the guards from their position.
Nikita (through the Comm set) – “Michael, have your team advance. Shayne, have your team flank to the left and continue to open fire.”
Each team executes their orders from Nikita. Michael shots a guard on top of the building and advances to the door. He checks for clearance in the doorway and continues in the building. In the building, Michael leads the way as Mendez and the other team member follow in close proximity. As Alpha team search the building, they can still here the gunfight outside of the building. Outside of the building, Shayne notices a target running from the back of the building. As Michael continues to search a room, Shayne comes over the comm set.
Shayne (through the comm set) – “Michael, someone has exited out of the back of the building.”
Michael – “Can you make it out who it is.”
As Shayne looks with her binoculars, a Red Cell terrorist pops out from under a desk in the room Michael is searching. With his quick reflexes and defense moves, he shoots the terrorist before he can get a shot at Michael.
Shayne (through the Comm set) – “It’s Adam. I’m going after him.”
Nikita (through the Comm set) – “No, Shayne. Stay put. Let Michael handle it.”
As Shayne puts her binoculars away, she sets to pursuit.
Shayne – “Hell, if I’m staying put.”
Shayne starts to pursuit towards the back of the building as she continues to fire at the remaining guards. Jasmine and the other team member cover for Shayne. Shayne runs behind the building and notices Adam is running towards a Jeep. She slowly closes in on him and tackles him. She quickly breaks from him and grabs her gun and points it at Adam. Adam starts laughing as he looks to see his father approaching and watching the scene. Shayne cocks her 9mm as to ready to shoot him.

Back at Section…

Nikita and Quinn watch the scene from Michael’s point of view on the screen.

Back in Germany…

The conversation starts between Adam and Michael as Shayne remains silent.
Adam – “Congratulations, old man. You successfully used Section once again as puppets to get what you want. Now that you won, what do you want? A cookie?!”
Michael – “This isn’t you, Adam. You are better than this.”
Adam – “What are you going to do now, kill me?”
Michael – “No.”
Nikita (through the Comm set) – “Shayne, put the gun down.”
Shayne – “You know what, mother. You said we couldn’t kill him, but you never said anything about shooting him.”
Shayne points the gun at Adam’s right leg and shoots him. Adam moans in agony as Michael quickly takes the gun out of Shayne’s hands.

Back at Section…

Nikita throws her Comm set down next to Quinn’s desk and grabs the closest chair available. She takes a seat.
Nikita – “What am I going to do with her?”
Quinn puts her Comm set down next to Nikita’s and joins Nikita in a conversation.
Quinn – “Next on the side mission, throw her in it alone with Michael. But for now, even though you don’t want to do it, tough love is in order for obedience.”
Nikita – (sighs and puts her left arm up and brushes her hair back with her fingers) “Maybe you are right. We have a new mission coming up in Lebanon. Maybe I’ll have Michael take that one with her.”
Nikita gets up from her seat and heads to the perch. Quinn watches in concern. Is Shayne getting out of hand? Would obedience do the trick to calm her down? Only time will tell.

Fan Fiction – La Femme Nikita Pt. I

LFN Fan Fiction – “Family Matters”
(Written by: H.M. Gautsch)

*Disclaimer: Infringement not intended. Character names owned by La Femme Nikita Production & USA Network. Most of the terms are known terms based off the show, if you want a resource of what a word means, you can visit the LFN Forever website’s encyclopedia at http://lfnforever.tripod.com/id36.htm.


It’s been 19 years since Nikita has taken control of Section One. The last Nikita and Michael have been united, a miracle occurred. Unfortunately Walter is no longer with Section One. However, in existence is a young and exquisite Shayne Samuelle-Jones; she’s the perfect cross between Michael’s jade-green eyes and cunning knowledge to survival and Nikita’s compassion for doing good in this twisted, fucked up world. Michael has been absent longer than intended due to Adam’s poor transition to adulthood, so year by year resentment and jealousy has been growing in Shayne’s emotions, unnoticeably towards her father. What’s going to happen when Michael returns into the picture? Read and find out.

Outside Nikita & Shayne’s Apartment:

Nikita makes her way from the door entrance to the SUV parked in the street. Shayne, in the driver seat, waits patiently as the sun beams down on her face and she looks out her driver side window, watching the civilians on the street. As Nikita opens the passenger side door, a sniper shoots her in the lower left arm with a silencer gun. Nikita moans and collapses before she can get into the vehicle.

Shayne: “Mom!”

Without hesitation, Shayne exits carefully and quickly out of the driver side and quickly uses the door and front of the vehicle as cover, while shots are made and hits the truck. Shayne manages to pick her mother up and assists her into the passenger seat without getting hit and carefully returns back to the driver side, hops in the seat, puts the SUV in gear and slams on the accelerator.

Section One – Van Access:

Quinn is waiting at Van Access while Shayne assists Nikita around her shoulders as they walk into Section. The two pause their route to Medical to talk to Quinn.

Quinn: (eagerly) “What the hell happened?”

Nikita: “It was a sniper. (Slight sarcasm) Turns out to be one of those good old days.” (Slightly smiles at Quinn, but Quinn isn’t picking up the humor)
As Shayne assists Nikita towards Medical, Quinn watches them from Van Access waiting for an Operative Team, led by Jasmine Kwong, to return from a recent mission. Quinn then turns towards the two ladies walking away as if wanting to say something.
Quinn: (hesitant) “It’s not safe for you two to be living out there!”
Nikita and Shayne keep walking down the corridor without a response.

Section One – Medical
The doctor rushes towards Nikita as she is now walking basically on her own into the medical room. Shayne is two steps behind and still observes her mother silently and carefully.
Doctor: (concerned) “You okay, Ops?”
Nikita: (annoyed) “Stop calling me Ops, please. Just call me, Nikita.” (Takes a deep breath). “I’m fine. The bullet went through without hitting anything.”
Doctor: (relieved) “Ok, looks like the bleeding stopped. I’ll just clean the wound and patch it up. Then you can be on your way.”
Shayne: “Thanks, doc.” (Turns towards Nikita) “I’ll be in my office if you need me.”
Nikita: “I’ll need you to help Quinn with the debriefings from the mission, until I am done here.”
Shayne nods in agreement, and then exits out of Medical back towards Comms.

Section One – Munitions

Quinn is going through the mission panels when the wall monitor automatically turns on by itself. She turns towards the snowy screen in confusion until Michael pops up on the screen and the snow disappears.
Michael: “Quinn. I need to talk to Nikita.”
The image of Michael dissipates back to the snowy screen, just in time as Shayne walks up to Quinn. Quinn is startled as Shayne approaches.
Quinn: (towards Shayne) “You scared me.”
Shayne: “What’s up with the wall monitor?”
Quinn: (hesitant) “Uh. (pause) Nothing.”
Quinn walks up to the monitor and shuts it off. She seems to be in a rush when she starts walking towards the Perch.
Shayne: “What about the debriefings?”
Quinn: “Already done. I need to go have a meeting with your mother. (As she starts walking away) Have a good one, Shayne and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
Shayne confused with Quinn’s odd behavior, shakes her head and leaves Munitions towards her office.

Section One – Perch

Nikita is pacing back and forth in the Perch as Quinn walks into it.
Quinn – “Found something that you really need to see.”
Nikita – “Not now, Quinn. Send it to Shayne.”

Quinn – “I can’t.”

Quinn walks to Nikita’s wall monitor and types an encrypted code. Michael appears on her screen. Nikita seems to be seeing a ghost.
Nikita – “Michael.”
Michael – “I need your help.”
Nikita – *sighs* “What’s wrong?”
Michael – “Is there somewhere we can meet?”
Nikita – “Yes.”
Michael disconnects just as Shayne walks into the perch.
Shayne – “Who was that, mother?”
Nikita – (pauses and looks to the floor with one hand brushing through her hair and the other on her hip, as to thinking about something.) “Uh, no one, sugar.” (Turns to Quinn) “Thank you for the Intel, Quinn.”
Quinn nods in agreement and then helps herself out of the Perch. Shayne looks at her mother in disbelief, however switches the topic rather quickly to avoid any tension.
Shayne – “I was reanalyzing the mission panels and they haven’t been done. Why did Quinn lie to me?”
Nikita – (Hesitant) “I don’t know. I’ll finish the analysis and have a talk with her. For now, find Jasmine and work on finishing the job. I have to go do some errands. Get the Intel you need from the last mission and co-exist it with the new Intel for the next mission. I’m putting you as team leader.”
Shayne – “Are you serious?! I’m not ready for this line of work.”
Nikita – “You’ll have to be. I was your age when they brought me into Section; do you think I was ready before they threw me to the wolves? You’ll be fine. Besides, you’ve been training well with Jasmine and Quinn for the last two years. With my compassion and your father’s willingness to survive…”
Shayne – (Interrupts with tension) – “You’re the only part of me that exists. My father is DEAD to me.”
Nikita – (replies defensively) “…You’ll be fine.”
Nikita starts walking out of the perch.
Shayne – (takes a deep breath) “Mother.”
Nikita stops and turns her head towards Shayne.
Shayne – “Be careful.”
Nikita gives a half smile.
Nikita – “I always am.”
Nikita continues to exit the perch and walks en route to the van access portal. She exits Section.

Outside Section – Restaurant Setting

Nikita waits patiently as she fiddles with her coffee cup out of boredom. The restaurant door is open by a black gloved hand. It’s Michael. His brunette hair is slowly turning to gray and now a slim beard to cover his face. As we noticed how well he’s aged in the years, he still seems to have the same behaviorisms as he was during Section days, alert and observant with his surroundings. He scans the surroundings of the Restaurant to look for Nikita and spots her in a corner booth next to a window. She is pondering thoughts as she surveillances the outside scene of the window. Michael slowly walks towards Nikita’s direction as a waitress walks up to Michael.
Waitress – “Can I help you, sir?”
Michael – “I’m meeting someone, but a coffee will do.”
Waitress – “Cream and sugar at all?”
Michael – “No. Thank you.”
As the waitress walks behind the server counter, she observes the scene of Michael seating down across from Nikita. He subtly looks out the window, takes his sunglasses off and looks straight over at Nikita. Nikita and Michael get lost in each other’s eyes like it was a staring contest between the two. Nikita smiles then looks down at the coffee cup then back up to Michael.
Nikita – “Well you’re aging well, Michael”.
Michael – “And you haven’t aged a bit.”
Nikita – “How’s Adam?”
Michael looks back out the window, almost to avoid the conversation, but knows deep down that this is the conversation was intended for Nikita’s help.
Nikita – “What’s wrong, Michael? Last I heard from you was on Adam’s 18th birthday. You were in the process of sailing with him in the Mediterranean Sea.”
Michael – “Three years ago. Things have changed, Nikita. Adam isn’t well.”
Nikita’s smile is fading into a directive approach, expecting a directive response. She leans over towards Michael across the table as he remains sat back in the booth.
Nikita – “What do you mean, Michael?”
Michael – “He doesn’t call. He doesn’t write. He disappears months at a time. I want to know why.”
Nikita sits back and ponders on Michael’s indirect response, which she saw coming.
Nikita – “That’s why you called me?”
Michael – “Yes.”
Nikita ponders the thoughts a little more before looking up again at Michael.
Nikita – “Is there a chance…”
Michael (catches on Nikita’s question) – “I hope not.”
Silence remains with Michael and Nikita as of an awkward moment.

Section One – Shayne’s Office (Madeline’s old office)

Shayne and Jasmine are discussing the Intel they are researching from Shayne’s monitor.
Jasmine – “So during the mission, this is what was supposed to happen. Hyde’s team was the backup team and my team was to advance to this point. (She points at the image on the screen.) But then our panels made a change right on the mission. That’s unusual right?
Shayne – “It’s not common.”
Shayne keeps typing through her systems tracking the location of the hacking of the panels.
Shayne – “This isn’t right. It says the hacking came from here, but nothing is being read. It’s a building, but no vehicles or no people. This isn’t making much sense.”
Jasmine – (Remembering her recruitment in Section with her old team) “There was a load of lead material stolen from a warehouse in Prague a couple months ago. We ignored it considering it was lead and not narcotics or massive destruct weapons. But come to think of it, I remembered before your time, when I first entered the Section, one of my team members tried escaping by wearing this material made of titanium. It dissipates the thermo reading and you’re untraceable. Maybe they made a room or made titanium outfits.
Shayne keeps typing and the screen does an X-ray screening of the building.
Shayne – “There!”
Jasmine looks at Shayne’s discovery. The monitor reveals a team of six is seemingly working in a room in the west side of the building.
Shayne – “How did I miss this?! Mother is going to kill me!”
Jasmine – “Not if we don’t tell her.”
Shayne’s shocked at Jasmine’s offering.
Shayne – “Are you nuts?”
Jasmine – “Just give us 72 hours. We will assemble a team; I’ll grab Mendez and head to the location and destroy evidence and everyone before she can even find out.”
Shayne thinks about the offering, but speaks her own accommodations.
Shayne – “I doubt Red Cell will still be lingering there after our mission. (still thinking) Why are you offering this?”
Jasmine – “I want to see you succeed. Everyone fucks up now and again. We are all human.”

Shayne – “Not in Section. Not if we want to survive, there’s no room for humanity here.”

Jasmine – “You should have met the assholes who use to run Section before Nikita took over.”

Shayne leans back in her chair, staring at the screen. She looks up to Jasmine.
Shayne – “I will assemble a team in 12 hours and I’ll call Mendez. I need you in Comms. Work on the panels and I’ll talk with Quinn. This is my problem to solve, not yours.”
Jasmine – “You can’t! You’ve never been on a mission before!”
Shayne – (smiles at Jasmine) “I’ll be fine. (Mocking her mother’s words) “I have my father’s willingness to survive.”
Jasmine isn’t agreeing with Shayne’s words; however she really doesn’t have a choice. Shayne is the type of girl who does what she wants, when she wants, with or without Nikita’s permission, kind of like her father. Jasmine worries, but agrees to Shayne’s accommodations with a slow head nod.
Shayne – “Now, I need to run home for a bit. I’ll meet with you back in Munitions at 23:00.”
Jasmine – “Alright.”
Jasmine grabs her Sims from the desk and leaves Shayne’s office. Shayne signs out and shuts down her monitor and grabs her jacket from the back of her chair and exits her office.

Outside Section – Nikita & Shayne’s Apartment

Michael is sitting on the couch as Nikita lies across his lap. Two glasses of wine sit on the coffee table as Michael caresses Nikita’s face. Dinner slowly cooks on the stove. At the door, the lock becomes unlocked and the door opens. It’s Shayne. Shayne walks in the door, shuts the door and immediately locks it. She observes across the room as Nikita sits up from Michael’s lap.
Nikita –“I’m glad you are home.”
Shayne – “Who is this man?”
Shayne pulls out her gun from her waist and points it at Michael making it clear of how protective she is of her mother. Nikita walks towards Shayne, as Shayne walks around the kitchen island to avoid Nikita.
Nikita – “Shayne, please.”
Shayne – “Are you asking for a death wish, Mother? You were just shot today and now you let any man in our home?”
Michael slowly stands up as he keeps his eyes on Shayne. He slowly raises his hands to show his harmless gesture and that he’s unarmed.
Nikita – “He’s not just any man. His name is Michael.”
Shayne takes a minute to sink in the name and slowly starts lowering her gun. She giggles and nods her head in disbelief as if she knows the name is a given.
Shayne – “Michael, huh.” (Looks straight into Michael’s eyes, as she repoints the gun at Michael) “What the hell are you doing here?”
Michael remains silent and still as too searching for a broad answer, but he realizes Shayne thinks she’s his only child and doesn’t give away the issue yet.
Michael – “Just visiting.”
Shayne – “Just visiting, huh. (Pause) You think you can just come in and out of mine and mom’s life, whenever the hell you feel like it?! You are dead to me, old man! You have been for three years!”
Shayne is now obviously angered as she waves the gun up and down during her confession of anger towards Michael. Nikita progresses towards her daughter’s side slowly. She grabs the gun out of Shayne’s hands, as Shayne starts tearing up. Nikita tries to calm Shayne with an embrace, but Shayne pushes her away.
Shayne – “Screw you, Mom. When are you going to make your own stand about this? Are you trying to push your own daughter away?”
Nikita – “No, I’m not. It’s complicated, sweetheart. More than you could ever understand.”
Shayne – “Try me! I’m not a little girl anymore, mother.”
Nikita – “I know.”
Shayne grabs her gun back from Nikita’s hands and picks up her phone. She calls Jasmine.
Shayne – “The mission has been moved up. Meet you in thirty minutes.”
Shayne heads back towards the door to leave the apartment.
Nikita – “Mission? What mission.”
Shayne – “Don’t worry about it, Mother. Jasmine and I got this. Just sit back and enjoy DADDY’S company before he decides to disappear again.”
Shayne opens the door and leaves. Michael and Nikita watches the door close then change their focus on each other. Nikita, being a worried mother towards her only child, reaches over to her coat and starts putting it on. Michael puts his broad hands on her shoulders as to stop her from proceeding.
Michael – “She’s right. Let her go.”
Nikita takes a deep sigh and remains staring at the door while Michael tries to confront her with shoulder and arm caressing and gives a kiss on Nikita’s neck as he pulls her into his arms.

Mission – Kosovo – Pristina – Abandon warehouse

Shayne and two members of her team are kneeling in the wood line, observing the area with night vision goggles. It seems quiet until a Red Cell operative show in visual of the goggles on top of the building about 200 meters ahead of them.
Quinn (through Comms set) – “Alpha Team, are you in position?”
Shayne – “We are in place. We just spotted a Red Cell sniper on top of the building. Bravo team, you up?”
Mendez – “We have approached our mark. What are the numbers, Quinn?”
Quinn – “My screen shows twenty; fourteen patrolling the area, six inside.”
Shayne – “Let’s roll.”
Mendez and his team of two make way towards the building from their position in the wood line and open fire. The guards respond with returning fire. Shayne signals to her team to move forward from their position. Inside the building the six hear the gunfire outside that interrupts their meeting. Four of the individuals hesitantly start packing the equipment on the tables.
Terrorist #1 – “There’s no time to pack! We need to get the hell out of here!”
Terrorist #2 grabs an explosive device and plants it in the middle of the table with the equipment. He sets the timer to four minutes to give them time to evacuate the building as the rest of the operatives rush towards the back door.
Terrorist #2 – “Let’s go!”
Outside the building, there’s more gun fight between Section and Red Cell. Shayne is in mission mode and returns fire and shoots two operatives, one in a window three stories up from the door and another who was using the corner of the building as coverage. She looks over and notices four more from Red Cell comes from the back of the building. She takes cover behind an abandoned car. The two other terrorists run from the back of the building towards the wood lines east of the gun fight. One of Mendez’s team members gets shot. Mendez replies with shots and hits one of the remaining four terrorists. The rest of the terrorists start retreating from the gun fight and head off towards the other two terrorists who escaped. Shayne tries to chase after but gets stopped by the explosion of the building. She dives for cover.

Back at Section – Communications

Nikita and Michael walk towards Comms as the screen plays the explosion of the building. Quinn and Jasmine turns around and becomes a bit nervous with the two present.
Quinn – “What’s the count, Alpha team?”
No response.
Quinn – (Raises voice in concern) “Alpha team, are you there? What’s your count?!”
Shayne finally replies.
Shayne (through the com set) – “All accounted for, Quinn. However, the building, the evidence is gone. We are back at ground zero. Who the hell are we up against?! (Pauses) Mendez?”
Mendez – (through the com set) – “Bravo team has one operative down. We need housekeeping.”
Quinn removes her com set from her ear and sets it down on her keyboard. She sighs a deep breath and looks up to Michael, Nikita and Jasmine who are all standing behind her.
To Be Continued….