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A.N. OK, new chapter. I know…I know, I haven't updated in ages please don't kill me *hides*. This chapter isn't as heavy, but please sympathise with Alex. His guardian has just died. Well R&R!
Chapter 4: Empty
Word Count: 1,185
Mrs Jones looked at the boy in front of her. No…he was not a boy anymore, he was a man –though he acted more like a war veteran. His chocolate brown eyes, that should have screamed his innocence, seemed to thrive in anguish.
She knew that MI6 owed this boy so much; the world owed this boy so much. But, she had her orders.
"Alex," the male barely acknowledged her, "we were terribly sorry to hear about your guardian."
He didn't even twitch; his eyes stayed cold and withdrawn.
Alex hadn't actually moved at all since he had entered the room. He knew what was going to happen to him and he welcomed it. Now jack was…gone, he would have to stay somewhere. It was obvious, where that would be.
"So, Alex, we need to talk about where you'll be staying," when the boy in question didn't reply, she continued.
"You have two choices, we will go with the original plan of sending you to the SAS or you will be legally emancipated, and will stay in your uncle's house."
Alex was shocked; he couldn't believe it, legally emancipated! They were giving him…a choice! That was unusual, but maybe they knew, like he did, that however tempted he was, he had to choose the first option, the one that favoured MI6.
He had failed Jack; he hadn't been able to protect her. He hadn't been there when she needed him the most. If he couldn't look after one woman he needed training; he had made up his mind.
"Let's stick to the original plan," he said simply, there was no need to exaggerate.
Mrs Jones nodded once, she had known he was going to choose to go, but she had hoped he wouldn't. This was his single chance to get away from MI6 altogether and he had blown it.
"Right then," She said "We have assigned you a guard; he will meet you at your uncle's house in two hours. From there you and he will drive to Brecon beacons, where you will start your training. I'm afraid you may have to stay a lot longer than we first thought"
Alex nodded once and said, while looking straight at his superior,
"Yes Ma'am"
He turned to leave smartly, but Mrs Jones' slightly shaky voice stopped him,
"Take care Alex,"
He left the room quickly, not wanting to linger in the deputy heads office. Apparently Mr Blunt had been too busy to see Alex.
Mrs Jones' office had been just as grey and monotonous as her superior's, but somehow the absence of Blunt himself, had made the room seem warmer. Funny that…well not really, barely anything seemed, in the least, comical anymore, not to Alex anyway.
The teen spy turned out of the headquarters and onto Liverpool Street. He noticed the black company car, which was obviously waiting for him to climb in, but chose to ignore it. After the day he had just had he felt he definitely deserved to walk home if he so wished.
He kept his head down and walked on down the street; making himself invisible. This wasn't hard all the people he passed seemed to be getting on with everyday life; not realising that the world had ended. This was how it always was, but he was only aware of it, now that the worst had happened!
He took a longer route through the park; he wasn't hurrying to get back to his house; that's what it was now, just a house, not a home anymore. He wouldn't be able to step back through the front door without recalling the devastation that had gone on inside.
Alex soon got back, however slowly he walked he couldn't stay away forever, he walked past the remaining agents from section 17*, the nondescript black cars parked in his driveway and ducked under the cliché police line that covered his open front door.
He didn't even consider moving towards the kitchen; even the thought of it brought disturbing images into the front of his mind. Instead he strolled up the stairs aimlessly not thinking…not caring, not anymore. Even when he reached his room he didn't let his mask slip, the mask that automatically came across his face when he couldn't hold himself together anymore.
It was there after his stay at skeleton key and his unfortunate trip to Russia. Jack had made it go away; she always did…but not anymore. Not now she was lying in a body bag, a perfect hole in the centre of her forehead…
Alex needed to get out, out of the house; it was bringing back too many bad memories. He grabbed his already packed bag and fled from the house. He sat down on the pavement the other side of the street, head in his hands.
He was still there an hour later, in the same prone position; another dark windowed car drew up beside him. He stood slowly, joints clicking into place. The driver got out, walked round the car and pulled Alex into a hug.
Alex didn't react, he had recognised the dark hair and brown eyes of Agent Ben Daniels (AKA Fox) just before the unwanted hug (Luckily for Ben of course, because if Alex hadn't known him he would be lying on the floor groaning by now). Ben pulled away and looked into Alex's emotionless eyes; he started to speak, choosing his words carefully.
"Alex…"
"Ben" the teenage spy replied dryly
"…I'm so sorry… is there anything I can do?" The older man blurted out the question before really thinking.
Alex stayed silent.
"Alex…I can see you're hurting but you need to speak about it at some point…"
Silence again
"Alex?"
Alex opened the passenger side of the car and sat down gracefully, not once did a word slip past his lips. He hoped Ben would understand, he didn't want to make small talk right now, he didn't have the patience.
Ben stood a few seconds on the pavement dejectedly before walking round the car and getting in. He started the car and drove away, he stayed silent for ten minutes or so, continuing to drive towards that place that Alex had fondly named 'Hell on earth' subsequent to his visit, when it seemed like the whole journey would be spent in silence, he spoke up…
"I just want you to know that I'm here for you".
A few more minutes passed,
"Thanks Ben"
Alex turned to the window and stared out at the world beyond not really watching…thinking, lost in the depths of his mind.
*The clean- up guys.
A.N. What do you think is going to happen when they arrive? What do you think about Ben and Alex's relationship? Do you think Alex made the right choice?
Sorry again about not updating
I'll update soon. I promise XD
~Yassen Obsessive
