MacGyver Fan Fiction -- Lost Love: Chapter 1

Based on the episode Lost Love.

Other Chapters: 2, 3

In Moldova we have a saying, "Two birds in the bush are worth one in the hand." We're not afraid to take risks, and why wouldn't we? Coming from one of the poorest nations in Europe, with impossible winters and a legacy of subservience to Mother Russia, what have we got to lose?

I was born as Nadia Davalenko, a decade after the end of the terrible war which devastated my homeland. I grew up on an orchard farm near Balti, a northern manufacturing town on the Raut River. The fertile soil was ideal for growing wheat, cherries, and apricots, and we raised cattle and chickens. I learned the value of hard work on that farm, a value that served me well as I excelled in school and caught the attention of the powers that be in the Soviet spy apparatus.

The KGB was always on the lookout for talent, especially female talent. Why female? Well, obviously it's because we're smarter than men. We're also better listeners and more nurturing -- useful traits when cultivating an asset. My first special talent was languages. I can't explain it -- it was just a gift that allowed me to master them so easily. My second special talent? My beauty. No man could resist me when I turned on my charm.

So what motivated me to spy for the KGB? I yearned to see the world and have adventures -- we Moldovans are risk-takers after all, and the opportunities for a farm girl from Balti were few and far between. But after being ordered to seduce enemy agent after enemy agent, my youthful exuberance wore off and was replaced by a hardened ambition and a desire to work my way up the ranks so that I could give the orders. I cared about myself and my career, but did I give a damn about the KGB and its purposes? Nyet.

Seduction was easy for me because beneath my jovial smile lay a cold Soviet heart that was more than capable of staying emotionally detached while being physically attached. I had a job to do, and I did it. There was a time when I was younger that I thought about wanting a family, but that was a very long time ago.

So there I was, on the fast track to a prominent position in the Soviet state, when I met him, the man that changed my life forever. Just when I thought my heart had frozen to the point of being unthawable, I discovered that he and he alone had the key to unlock it. His name? MacGyver.

TO BE CONTINUED...