An Early Christmas Present
Alex hadn't been seen for months. He had left in early October and now it was the last week before the Christmas holidays began. Jane Bedfordshire was worried Alex had never been away for this long. She wondered if – God forbid – Alex did … if Alex did … if something did happen to Alex would MI6 bother to tell them. After all it had taken over a year for them to find out about what Alex did and an assassination attempt. She shook her head trying to move her thoughts away from Alex Rider and his terrifying life.
After break the bell dinged and in walked Alex Rider himself sporting a black eye, arm wrapped in a bandage and leg in a cast walking on crutches.
'Hey miss,' he grinned but Jane could tell that he was hiding his pain.
'What in the name of heaven happened to you?' she shouted.
'Long story I think I'm really starting to hate Russian billionaires – well any billionaire really,' grinned Alex looking completely calm and in control as always even when he was in crutches. 'Sorry I'm late I've just got out of St. – well the hospital MI6 uses anyway. I'll have to give my excuses to Dr. Bruce,' Jane knew he was supposed to be in physics. 'Anyway I should let you know that I have to take meds half an hour before I eat lunch so that would be half-eleven.'
'Oh that's fine,' said Miss Bedfordshire. What was she saying; this was not fine why couldn't Alex have got a nice quiet part time job in JBB, or something?
'Oh yeah and if anyone asks I was in a car crash,' Alex smiled and walked away leaving Jane to gape after him. But at least she knew he had survived this time.
