~~~~~Alex POV~~~~~

I took a deep breath before I walked into the headmaster's office. There were only two men in there. One of them who, in another situation would have been happy to see, the other, well…not so happy.

"Alex, I know this is short notice but you have a doctor's appointment toady. Need to make sure you don't get sick again." The man said, while putting on the worst fake smile I have ever seen. I knew he was just bluffing. If you actually look, you could see the cold heartedness in his eyes. I wrinkled my nose in disgust for not just the lie, but because I actually was disgusted.

"Yeah, sure." I mumbled. I could feel the headmaster's stare in my back. Yeah, like that would do anything. I was led to a very bleak, black car with tinted windows parked in the front of the school. I stepped into the car and we drove away.

I knew what was going to happen, basically. Jones and Blunt will ask me to do a mission. I say no, I get blackmailed, I go one mission, and I almost get killed. Yeah, that's what'll basically happen. We arrived outside the Royal & General Bank and I got out. The bleak man led the way all the way to the top. Everyone giving me stares, just like school. I could never get a break.

"Alex." Blunt and Jones said in unison.

"Blunt, Jones." I greet them in a clod voice.

"We need you for another mission," Blunt said. Yeah well, I get that. Why else would I be here? "But before that, we will send you back to the SAS for an undisclosed amount of time." Ok, that was different.

"What the bloody hell?" I exclaimed. Why would I go there? What have they ever done for me?

"We feel you need more experience. Going there would be a very good way to prepare you for your next mission." I just stared at them in astonishment. Why would they get an impression that going back was good? Sure, I survived, but just barely! I mean, my so called 'team' or 'unit' members made it absolute hell for me. Especially Wolf.

"No," I growl. I refuse to go back to that hell-hole.

"I beg to differ Alex, you will go there whether you like it or not." Blunt said well rather bluntly. Mrs. Jones seemed to not like the way he put it, but didn't say anything because it at least got the point across. I just gaped at them. I could object to going back, but why fight? They'll just send me back there no matter what I do.

"Fine." I said. "When do I go?" They both looked immensely pleased at my quick agreement.

"You will have tonight and tomorrow morning to get ready. Dismissed." Blunt said. As I left, I had the feeling that Jones felt sympathy for me. I pushed that away. It was just MI6. As I left though, I wondered if it were the best thing to do. No going back now. This is just my luck. My luck of the Devil.

Yeah right.

~~~~~SAS~~~~~

~~~~~Third Person I Think (?)~~~~~

The sergeant was still glaring at the phone. Blunt the head of MI6 had called about half an hour ago and informed me that they were sending over another one of their little agents this would be the first one since Cub.

He couldn't believe this the head of SO had ordered him to house this agent for an undisclosed amount of time.

He was infuriated but more so he was pissed that it was him who had to break the news to K-unit. Although he may not be able to tell K-unit who the agent is he knew that they would still be angry.

"Owl!" he yelled. "Go tell K-unit that they are wanted here. Now!"

He listened to the scurry of footsteps with a small smile of satisfaction he still had it.