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Two days later, Alex was still in shock, it wasn't easy for him to get used to the fact that he was a father. What seventeen year old could? Sure Alex might be a teenage super spy working his way up the ladder of MI6 with every passing mission, but to be a father? Oh Alex was in for a total new experience and he knew it, and dare he say it? He feared it. He was scared out of his freaking mind and you couldn't blame the boy.
Alex didn't have a clue how to be a father. The only male role models he ever had, had ether been spies, assassins, madmen, or traitors. Not mentioning his best friend, Tom Harris's dad Richard, but the man was a cheating bastard so, no the man was out too. Alex groaned irritably as he rubbed his head in his hands, trying to drone out the crazy ranting of his best friend sitting beside him as he tried to think.
"Oi, Alex what's up with you? You look sick mate." Tom asked his voice forever unbelievably cheerful.
Alex raised his head slowly to look over at the dark headed boy. The two friends were sitting at their usual lunch table in the Brookland's lunch room. They sat in the back of the cafeteria well away from the other students who didn't want to be too close to Alex the 'Druggy'.
"I-I …" Alex started but was cut off by another voice pulling into the conversation.
"Oi, Druggy, you look strung out man. What the hell are you on?". It was David Nixon, a new kid at school from Ireland with flaming red hair brighter then even Jack's main of hair. Unlike most of the other kids at Brookland Comprehensive School David actually talked to Alex and reveled in the fact in calling the spy Druggy.
"Shut up Nixon, I'm not in the mood" Alex hissed as he sat up, to glare at the other boy.
"Are you ever?" David laughed as he sat down across from the other two.
"Come on Alex ignore this idiot and tell me what's wrong" Tom said as he patted his friend on the back his hand landing a little too hard. Alex hissed in pine as he pulled away from the tuff treatment but opened his mouth to speak.
"You remember the girl I told you about, the one from America" Alex asked ignoring David how was still laughing.
Tom nodded "yah the one you said you really liked, Alana right"
"Ah… yah, well she living with me now and…" Alex was cut off by the other two shock gassed of excitement.
"Bloody hell are you meaning to tell us that you got some hot American chick living under the same roof as you" David yelped a bit too loudly drawing the attention of some of the other students sitting at the near by tables.
"God shut it Nixon, tell the hole school why don't you" tom laughed punching the boy in the arm.
"Dame it tom how many time do we have to tell you no physical contact your too hard handed" David barked rubbing his now bruised arm.
"No you're too soft" Tom laughed again.
Alex shook his head he couldn't believe how quickly his friends could be distracted, he was glad neater on of them was a spy, if they were the world would have been destroyed long ago.
"I thought we were talking about me" Alex huffed as he laid his head back down onto the table.
"Don't be such a drama queen Rider it's forth coming" David joked as he bent over the table to grab Alex by the shoulders and shake him slightly.
"If you let me speak you'd agree with me that I have the right to be a drama queen" Alex hissed as he shrugged Dave's hands off.
"Ok so tell us then, what's the problem with having your hot American girlfriend living with you" tom laughed, but Alex could see concern in his friends face.
"Well…" Alex started nervously as he sat up again but his shoulders slumped as he kept his head bowed.
"S-she came back with a…" he paused to take a breath looking up to pear at his friends throw the curtain of his bangs.
"Come on man spit it out all ready" David yelled once again drawing the action of the surrounding students.
"Uh… never mind" Alex hissed as he stud up only to be pulled back down by tom.
"No…Alex com on tell us, that did Alana do to you to make you act like such a…"
"She came back with a baby" Alex blurted cutting Tom off his body going stiff as he watched his friend's reaction.
"What…? Did she cheated on you and got pregnant by some one else? God man that's awful" Tom sad sympathetically totally missing what the spy had been saying, but unsparingly David didn't.
"Oh no mate, that so not what Rider's saying" the read head laughed in disbelief. Confused Tome looked from Alex to David before the look of recognition flooded his face.
"Bloody hell"
Alex nodded his head before running his hands throw his hair.
"That's what I said" he tolled them
"Man this is crazy, what are you going top do" David asked for once sounding serious.
"I don't know" Alex admitted.
After fainting once realizing that there was a definite possibility that Alan's baby was actually his, Alex had woken up on the couch in the living room his head pounding. From were he had later found out he had obviously hit his head. He also had woken to find Alana rubbing a cool press on his forehead as he slept.
"w-what happened" Alex hissed as he sat up.
"You fainted" Alana whispered as she moved over as he pulled his lags off the couch.
"I don't faint" Alex insisted with a ground, he felt like he had just been hit by as bus.
"Well you did today" Alana laughed slightly as she preset the cool rag to the back of Alex's neck.
"Uhm…that fells good" he sighed as he rested agented her, there body's falling back onto the couch until Alex was lying on top of Alana his head resting on her chest. Alex reveled how easy it was to fall back into the comfortable state that he use to feel when he was with Alana back in America.
"We need to talk Alex" Alana whispered into his ear after a moment. He knew that they needed to talk, he new that they had a lot of things to talk about. But right then he didn't want to talk, he wanted to lay there and rest against her, like he use to and feel the comfort in the fact that she was safe and finally with him after a whole year apart.
"I guess we can talk later then" she sighed when Alex didn't respond.
They hadn't 'talked' about what they really needed to; they just laid there on the couch Alana playing with his hair as the sat there in silence. Jack had taken Jr. to the park wile Alex was unconscious. Alex had some how evaded the upcoming 'take' for the entire weekend, spending most of his time watching Alana and Jack playing with the one year old boy.
Lex Alexander Jr. was a cut kid, he was slightly chubby with rosy cheeks with a mop of curly brown hair that bounced when ever laughed his bubbly little laugh. There could be no doubt in Alex's mind that Lex was his. The boy the exact model of himself when he was that age right down to Alex's brown eyes with the exception of the hair Jack kept saying.
So what was there to do? That was the question Alex kept asking himself, he knew that when he got home after school today he and Alana would have to finally sit down and talk. But he didn't know what he was supposed to say to her. He had only three days to get use to the fact that Lex was actually his kid, that wasn't nearly enough time to come up with a life plane. Besides, what about MI6? No… worse what about SCORPIA?
God Alex didn't even want to know what MI6 would do if they know about this, they would have a filed day with him if they know. But, Alex didn't doubt they didn't know already, Blunt wasn't stupid. The head of MI6 probably know about Alana and Lex way before Alex did. And SCORPIA… well that was another thing Alex couldn't bare to think about.
Alex groaned again as he slumped back into his char wishing a black hole would just form beneath him and swallow him up into oblivion. But sadly no never-ending void dint form to take him away form the mess Alex called his life. Instead the school bell rung signaling another hour of incisive teachers and lesions he didn't want to be bothered with.
Standing Alex followed his friends out of the lunch room and threw the crowded hallway, half dazed and dredging the time when he'd have to lave the halls of Brookland Comprehensive School to go home and have the 'talk' with the mother of his child.