I started this as an Alex Rider fanfic but it will for sure become a crossover, most probably with NCIS. It is rated M with a reason so please do not complain in case of possible violence, sex, drug abuse or similar actions being described.
Preface
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"Are you feeling all right, Alex?" Edward asked.
Alex nodded. "Yes. I'm fine."
The engines roared. The plane rolled forward, picking up speed, then rose into the sky.
Nothing was alright. Inside of himself something had died.
He wanted to close his eyes and doze off for a while, but each time his vision got black, images appeared, images of exploding vans, of bullets hitting his own body, of a man sinking down in salt. He shook his head and continued staring out of the window.
He looked over to Edward, who flew with him and knew that he was looking forward to present Alex to his wife and daughter and Alex was also keen in seeing Sabina again, more or less.
He didn't know why, but he didn't want to see her that much again. Nothing mattered more to him.
He watched the clouds coming closer and the red-golden paint in the horizon.
It was a mistake, he suddenly knew it.
He looked around, Edward had closed his eyes, trying to sleep on the long flight to San Francisco but even before the motor went off, Alex knew that this plane would never arrive at his destination.
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