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[tinpra]

Where did betrayal start? In the head or in the heart? That was a line from something, he knew. Something his sister would know – real and fabricated. Simone would have been amused to know that he’d transformed her into his sister upon her death. She would have smirked and shook her head: “Sometimes, Michael, I wonder exactly how you climbed that ladder so fast when I know the only person you’ve been sleeping with is me.” Then she’d cup his big face in her narrow hand and kiss him, soft, sweet, a nip on the end: “Or at least you had better.”

Or she’d pinch him like they were grade-schoolers who didn’t yet know how to express affection: “Cool is not just work related, Michael. Cool is seven days, twenty-four hours, always on the job unflappable. Sister. Birkoff could’ve done better.”

He could have. But Elena had believed him – had let him get away with a piss poor lie, more likely. She had been there

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[nikita31j7.livejournal.com]

I really like where you're going with this. Is it part of a fanfic100 Michael story? Please?

[tinpra.livejournal.com]

I like where it's going as well. I don't know if I like where I've taken it, post this-post but we'll see. And yes it's part of the ff100. Don't know if it's part of the series or one-shot