"No kidding, right?" Nikita stretches out on the towel, arms behind her head and smiles up at the sun. She's stopped smiling at Alex every time she hears her voice or remembers she's here, for Alex's sake, but she can't help the glow of warmth in her chest.

Everything's better with Alex here. Jason's been a godsend, even Cassandra in her odd ways, but Alex is hers down to the soul. That kind of loyalty can never be bought and it can never be swayed, not in the end. Everything they've been through is proof of that.

Now if the Division tails she keeps spotting out of the corner of her eye would just make a move, they'd be golden.

"Turquoise water, white sand beaches, no one trying to kill us? It's a hell of a recruitment package."