Alexia read the letter carefully that Alfred gave her; once she had finished reading Alfred saw that there was no anger on her face or disappointment. "You should not be sorry for this brother; it is not your fault."
"But Alexia…"
"Do not fret, Dr Birkin maybe dead but I'm sure another scientist will come along just as smart as he was."
"Of cause Alexia. Now please go back to the safety of our private house."
"I will do as you wish but remember I am always here for you dear brother." With that Alexia handed back the letter to Alfred, gave a little smile to her brother then left through the secret passage behind the music box. After Alexia had gone Alfred glanced down at the letter, he received it two weeks ago informing him of William Birkin, one of the head researchers for Umbrella. Alfred could not give Alexia the letter that his father wrote about Alex so he gave her the letter about Dr Birkin's death. Alfred didn't like to lie or keep secrets from his sister but if she knew about Alex it could destroy what's left of the Ashford Family.
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Dean had made his way down to the prisons where Alex was. "Today's your lucky day; you're going to see Mr Ashford." Alex just looked at him not sure what to say. "Well are you just going to look at me all day or are you going to follow me to Mr Ashfords office." "What? Oh…yeah…right. Lead the way."
While on her way to Alfreds office Alex took note of her surroundings, there was a lot to take in. They passed through big iron gates with a watch tower. "What is this place?" Alex said looking up at the tower. "That little miss is classified and it will always be classified."
"How can it be classified if I'm living here now?" Dean gave a little chuckle, "You know 600…er…I mean Alex you are the only prisoner that I've had on this island for a while that has never given up with the questions."
"Hey you didn't call me 6001b."
"No I didn't, did I."
"Mm-hmm?" They walked the rest of the way in silence.
After what seemed ages they were standing outside the door to Alfred office. Dean gave a loud knock on the door; there came no answer so he knocked again, still no answer. "Dean, he's not in there at the moment but he told me to tell you to wait with her." Alfred secretary said.
"Her name is Alex."
"I know but Mr Ashford used the word her and in that tone, anyway why so defensive towards a prisoner?" the secretary said with his eye brows raised. Dean didn't answer instead he just sat down; Alex did the same but gave a glare toward the secretary.
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Alfred stood there staring at the picture of his father; the room Alfred was in had seven pictures, all of them were people from the Ashford family. Out of all the pictures Veronica's was the most sacred, for Veronica brought the Ashford family respect, she was very intelligent. Her intelligence is why the Ashford family is powerful; the generations after her were unfortunately not as smart, it seemed the family intelligence faded a little when another generation is born, that was until Alexia was born.
The room once reminded Alfred of everything good that had happened but now looking at his fathers picture the room reminds him of the hatred towards the man. First you ruin mine and Alexia's lives with your foolish experiment and now this. Did you really think we were…his thoughts were interrupted by an intrusion, "Sir, Dean's outside your office with the prisoner." His secretary informed him. "I'm on my way now and how many times do I have to tell you not to come in here?"
"Sorry sir."
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Alex now sat in front of Alfreds desk with Alfred sitting behind it staring at her, Dean is not in the room as Alfred sent him out. Alex and Alfred have not spoken since they sat down, Alfreds been staring at Alex the whole time while Alex has stared out the window behind him. Another few minutes passed then Alex decided to break the silence, "so you're Alfred."
"And you must be Alex, the one here to ruin everything."
"Excuse me?"
"You know what I'm talking about, the only reason my father told you about us is to drive a wedge between me and Alexia. Actually now I think about it you're probably not even blood related; so how much did he pay you to ruin us before he disappeared?" This made Alex stand up with rage; she leaned forward on his desk, "HOW DEAR YOU! Firstly it was my mum who let me know who my real dad is, Alexander. Secondly I didn't even know about you until my friend looked the Ashford family up and thirdly who's Alexia?" Alfred ignored the question; instead he said "Never raise your voice to me again."
"I will raise my voice to who ever I feel like." Alex said slamming her fist on the desk. "Dean" Alfred shouted.
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Dean heard his name being called and entered the office. The first thing he saw was Alex lying on the floor unconscious, "Sir, what happened?"
"She got a little out of hand so I had to knock her out."
"But sir…"
"…Don't but me; just take her back to her cell." Dean did as he was told.
Dean carried Alex back to her cell; he laid her carefully down on the stone floor, he couldn't help but notice how pretty she looked no you can't think that, she's a prisoner after all. When he left the cells he couldn't help but think what was going on between Alex and Alfred. She turns up looking for Alfred; Alfred hears her name and goes all secretive. There's something defiantly going on between them but what? I think I need to find out and soon but Alfred won't tell me so I guess I will have to get Alex to tell me when she's awake.
