I do not own Alex Rider.

The man put the phone back on the wall 'They say he should wake up in around 5 years time'

'Alert me when he does' these were the first words John Rider heard when he awoke from his comer, ever the spy he pretended to remain unconscious until both males exited the room. As John tried to sit up his arms and legs hardly responded. He remembered every thing. Helen dying by poison on the plane holding her in his arms as she breathed her last breathe. The bomb exploding as he leapt out of the plane, the darkness surrounding his eyes as he fell.

He glanced at the wall where the mockingly calendar hung saying the date 06/05/2005 (A/N don't know the real date)

No this is not possible, 14 years, that would make Alex 15… Alex Rider his son, john mentally kicked himself for not remembering sooner. He didn't know where he was or whom these people are but he was going to find his son. The room he was in was a solid steal box, no windows, one door, description? Steel password, rectal scanner, fingerprint sensitive.

'Well I'm not getting out that way!' He thought.

The only way out is to get some outside help, but how? The answer was right in front of him, the phone. Hoping that his loyal friend is still the man he trained and still keeps his emergency phone on him, a lot of hopes, his subconscious mind said. He stumbled his way to the phone and dialled the number.

'Domino pizza may I take your order?.. Wrong number 3 not 4 sorry.'

He tried again this time succeeding.

'Who are you and how did you get this number?' A voice answered angrily.

'Yass it's me…' Yassen immediately recognise the voice that he'd longed to here for 14 years.

'John that's not possible I…'

'I haven't got much time I've just woken up after 16 years am inside a steal room can you trace this call'

'Already on it, how are you alive' for once Yassen couldn't keep the emotion out of his voice.

'Still figuring that out, still coming to terms with the fact my son is 15 years old'

'I know I met him'

'You…what's he like?'

'Not the time John, like you, oh .. Your going to kill MI6, mainly Blunt'

'I'm go…. NO!.. HOW COULD THEY! WHAT ABOUT IAN!'

'That was partly my fault, we were on the same mission on opposite sides, I was told to kill him so I made him crash his car instead of talking his life. I kept him alive,, he's in a comer in my residence in Russia, everyone thinks he's dead. I tried to keep Alex safe but he's too much like you, he got curious. We'll talk later. I've found you. You're in France, I'll get back up then I'll come.'

'I'll return to be in a coma then, backup?'

'Your son.'

'What but he's…' he could here distant talking.

'Got to go' John said as he put the phone back an got back to bed.

'Bye John' Yassen said in a hotel in London. Silent tears of happiness ran down his cheeks,

Time to act he thought as he grabbed his coat and headed out the door

'Alex rider here I come'

i'm sorry about the spelling mistake, thankyou for all those who pointed it out, especially those who told me where the word was because i must have read through it and just skipped it. thankyou