Chapter 3
"Alex?" ben said and stared at him. His hair was wet and his brown eyes glanced at him searching.
"No it is Fred." A laugh escaped the spy and he ran to rush him in a hug.
"Al, what's up?'' he asked and they walked inside.
They spoke until it was an ungodly hour of the night, soon ben fell asleep and woke up to hushed voices in the kitchen, they were speaking in fast Russian too fast for him to catch. When he walked in it stopped, and they looked at him and nodded.
A/N: okay this one is short couldn't think of anything! Sorry.
