AN- I do not own Alex Rider or any anything related to the books.

Third Person POV

Alex and Wolf stepped into the office and came face to face with a room with more clutter than a garbage dump. Papers lay everywhere, as if no who had ever heard of a filing cabinet. Everything from left over food to extra uniforms that had been dropped off earlier that day was in every possible square inch of the room.

The Sergeant looked up from the papers he was looking up and a look of astonishment crossed his face. So he doesn't know Cub was supposed to be here. Wolf thought.

"This is the agent I was supposed to pick up, sir," Well thank you for that information captain obvious! Alex thought, he nearly smirked, but he knew that would only give him some form of punishment. SAS men weren't really known for being light on people.

"I can see that Wolf," he then directed his gaze over to Alex, "I didn't expect to see you back here so soon. Speaking of here, why are you?" He stared at Alex stared at the boy with such scrutiny; trying to find something in his body language that gave anything away. It didn't seem like it would be easy. The boy stood there with both guarded body and face.

"For training sir. As to why, even I'm not entirely sure, sir." He added the last 'sir' with added stress to emphasize a point, as if he won't be going anywhere. The man nodded proceeded with what he was going to say.

"I am sure, that you probably know many of the expectations, rules, and regulations that come with this training facility, yes?" Alex nodded; he didn't want to risk the sergeant finding anything with his voice. He intended to keep as many people as possible out of his personal, an especially, his work life. "Very good, as might have guessed, you will be training with k-unit again. Your timetable has been given to you, and that's about it. Cub, dismissed, Wolf, stay here." He said. Both of the two soldiers shared a puzzled expression at the sergeant's orders, but followed them nonetheless.

"I want you to try to get as much information as possible. It seems like he has something to hide and I would like to know about it. Stupid bloody MI6 aren't any help. I want your unit to evaluate Cub in all areas that he is at least slightly familiar with. Report back to me. Your may share this task with your team members, understood?"

"Yes sir, get information out of Cub, and evaluate him." Wolf replied evenly, just as if he had been given any ordinary task, even this one was far from normal. And much much harder.

"Dismissed."

"Yes sir." And the still, very confused went to go catch up to his 'new' unit member.

Alex remembered all the ways around the camp from the last time he was there, so he easily found the K-unit's bunk. It was one of the closes ones to shooting range, so you could hear bullets being fired. Alex sighed then pushed open the door to his new 'home' for god knows how long. There were three men inside doing various things. The man being recognized as Eagle was talking while the others were not listening. The name identified as Snake, was reading a medical manual. The last man, who was new, was just reading a regular book. Must be Fox's replacement, he thought. All at once though, unfortunately, the men noticed his presence. The reactions he got from the soldiers were different.

"Bloody hell!" Snake exclaimed.

"Holy shit!" was Eagle's reply, while he jumped up in the air so high and man with a pole-vault (?) wouldn't be able to jump that high.

"Who are you and why are you here!?" the third man all but screamed at Alex.

Simple answers seemed to be Alex's thing nowadays. "For training, as to why, classified." All of a sudden, Wolf came bursting into the door.

"Hey guys, you remember Cub, yeah well he's-oh you already know." Every person in the tiny little cabin turned to stare at Wolf, then Alex. No one paid attention to him because they were still staring at the fifteen year old boy standing in the bunk; quite nervously at that.

"Hi guys?" Cub nervously said while inching towards a corner. He was suddenly nervous, as you can probably tell.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Snake and Eagle screamed at him at the same time.

"Classified." They just stared at him, like they had previously before, but now they had a hint of anger in the stare.

"Who are you and why are you here?" the third man said again.

"I am Cub and like I said to Snake and Eagle, it is classified." The man started to get angry, just like the unit had been when he first came to Breacon Beacons. He hated déjà vu. "Are you Ben's replacement?" Even Wolf seemed surprised at this.

"How do you know Fox's real name?" he asked. Cub seemed to hesitate at this. Wolf had a glint of triumph in his eyes, he was getting somewhere."

"Classified," Now he wasn't. "If you don't mind, I'd like to know where I'm staying while I'm here," Wolf said that all the bunks were filled except the one at the very end. "Thanks, by the way, what's your name?" he asked the third man while he made his way over to the uncomfortable looking bed. The third man stared at the schoolboy angrily but answered none the less.

"Leopard, Cub," he seethed through his tightly clenched teeth. Cu, however, paid no attention to Leopard's reaction to him being there, he was simply content with looking around the 'clean' room. There were five beds, obviously, that each had one tiny little table at the side of each, each one with barely anything except for maybe a journal or other small trinket; probably something personal that the soldiers brought.

"I'm going to go take a shower." And with just that, he got up and left the room with four incredibly stunned grown men.

Leopard's POV

Well that was interesting. I just found out that I would be training with a bloody schoolboy. Wonderful, just plain wonderful. He didn't even have a plausible explanation for it, he just said 'classified,' what kind of shit is that? What can be classified? I yeah I know, he has a rich mommy or daddy that sent him here and the kid thinks he knows everything. I hate him already.

"Hey guys, I need to tell you something," Wolf said. Yeah, ya' think?

"What? Other than the fact that Cub is back to train with us, for training we don't even need, for God knows how longs?" Eagle exclaimed. Well at least I wasn't the only one surprised, wait, again? He was here before?

"Yeah, the sergeant got Cub's file, but it had absolutely nothing. Barely anything in his medical records," At this, Snake, looked shocked, of course he would be, he was the unit's medic. "MI6 is definitely withholding information, and the serge wants us to find out more about him, especially what he had done for Special Operations."

"Did you say MI6?" I said. Ok, now I'm confused, what would a bloody teenager have to do with MI6 and the SAS?

"Yeah, don't ask me why he with them, that's our job, to find out." I nodded, it made sense. It seems that the government, intelligence agencies especially, don't tell you anything. We all sat in silence, until, Eagle started his stupid chatter.

"Whoa! Cub's with SO! Wonder why!?" he suddenly exclaimed. Wolf gave him 'the glare' and looked close to slugging him. I didn't blame him; he said we didn't get any information about the kid about a thousand times. Eagle never listens; it amazes me sometimes that he even got into the military in the first place let alone SAS. Then again, his field performance has showed me otherwise.

After a couple more minutes of silence, we heard the quiet steps of someone, most likely Cub, approach the cabin. Time for interrogations.

AN- Ok, this was a little shorter than I would have liked it to be, but if I do not make the chapters longer soon, you can be angry at me. I know I could write more than this. Anyway, review, and keep on reading!