I feel so proud of myself. I've updated this a ton lately! :)

Dear Mr. Potter,

I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Ok, just kidding :( But I am pleased to inform you that your requests for a sequel and an additional story have been approved! Y'all are awesome :) I got so many reviews telling me they really want a sequel!

Chapter 11

The world was fuzzy and muffled when Alex woke up. It was like listening to someone talk under water; everything was a load of bubbles and sounds. Alex could tell that he was in a hospital, however, and he wasn't happy about it. He could feel the IV line in the back of his hand and moved to pull it out, but someone stopped him.

"Don't do that." Someone grabbed Alex's hand, startling him. Alex's reflexes took over and he swung his other hand around to punch the owner of the hand in the stomach. Whoever it was didn't move fast enough, though, and ended up with a fist in their stomach.

"Umpf. Cub, do you have to hit so hard?" Alex almost felt guilty for punching Ben in the stomach, but Ben really should have learned not to wake him up. Alex thought Ben had learned that the hard way.

"Sorry, Ben." Alex answered. He was still a little groggy from the painkillers, but he had enough of his brain under his control to imagine what Ben's face had looked like.

"What did he call you?" Crap. The Americans were in the room. Alex didn't know their voices well enough to know who had asked the question, but he did know that he had just told a roomful of people who were, essentially, strangers who Ben was.

"He called me a name that could get him binned." Ben's voice had gotten dangerously low, into Wolf-level growling. Alex wasn't worried about it, but he knew that everyone else in the room thought they might have to hold Ben back from attacking Alex.

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Wolf glanced between Ben and Cub, and he could almost see the daggers shooting from Ben's eyes. Even though all of K-Unit knew what each other's names were, there were still the SEALs to worry about. Izzy moved closer to Wolf, obviously worried about what was about to happen in her hospital room. No one dared to say a word.

A knocking on the door broke the tension between Ben and Cub. Doctor Williams' voice could be heard through the door, asking if everything was alright. Ben called out and told him it was ok to come in, and the doctor walked in, looking around as if he had been expecting a war zone.

"Is everything alright in here? I could feel the tension from the other side of the door. What happened? If you don't mind me asking." Doctor Williams was treading lightly. If he asked too many questions, the two groups wouldn't let him anywhere near Cub. But he also didn't want to seem oblivious to what was going on, either, and it was human nature to be curious. Even if curiosity killed the cat.

"Yeah, we're good. Is there something you needed?" One of the Americans asked. Doctor Williams still didn't know their names, or code names, yet.

"I was going to check on Cub. Is he awake?"

"M' up." Cub mumbled. He seemed embarrassed about something, but the doctor was just that: a doctor. He wasn't supposed to pry into his patient's social lives.

"That's good. Does anything hurt? I mean, other than your obvious wound." Cub just shook his head. It wasn't surprising, because the painkillers had a tendency to make people drowsy (courtesy of the sedatives mixed with it) and even though Cub was on a low dosage, it was still enough to give him the urge to sleep. "Alright. You really should get some sleep. I'll allow one of you to stay here overnight again."

Both units looked at Fox, and he nodded. Fox would stay the night with Cub. Again. It was clear that Fox had some sort of connection with their resident teenager, and that he would be overprotective of him in the future, if he wasn't now. Doctor Williams hadn't seen enough interaction between the two to judge, but that was what it seemed like.

"He'll still be able to use his shoulder after this, right?" Fox asked. He was worried that Alex wouldn't be able to use his arm to its full extent, and it would cost him his life if he was caught unawares.

"It should be fine, as long as he doesn't let it get stiff. As long as he keeps exercising and using that arm, it'll be back to normal in a few months." Ben let out a breath he didn't realise he had been holding. If Alex hadn't been able to move his arm, he would have gone and killed his former employers, using the skills they made him learn. How ironic would that have been? Ben chuckled to himself and made the rest of the room glance at him with unidentifiable looks on their faces. They most likely meant 'what the heck are laughing at right now?' and for that, Ben didn't have an answer.

"Cub fell asleep again." J whispered, trying not to wake him up. Wolf dragged everyone outside to talk to them.

"We need to find out what happened to Cub, otherwise I'm worried that he'll just keep getting hurt." Wolf said. The six of the seven men nodded, but Ben just put on a blank face, which was a tell-tale sign that he was hiding something. "You know something, Fox."

"I don't. I didn't even know he was injured before he got here." Fox answered. He was avoiding Wolf's gaze.

"But you can find out, right?" Snake pressed. Fox sighed; they weren't going to give up.

"I could. Do I need to?" Ben asked. The sedative Snake had given him wasn't helping his concentration or resolve.

"Uh, yeah? I don't have any of his medical records and I'm the team medic! I get if someone doesn't want to give them to the infirmary, but at least I need them!" Snake said, his voice steadily rising. A doctor walked past them and put a finger on his lips, telling them to be quiet. Snake tried to look apologetic, but it was clear he wasn't. Whoever was withholding Cub's medical records were also endangering his life. Ben had a defeated look on his face, but Snake felt triumphant. Ben could do something about their problemand he was almost sure that no one would question him. Almost.

"I'll get them. I'll have them tomorrow."

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Ben didn't sleep at all that night. Even with the sedatives from Snake, he knew that he was too worried to do anything. Alex's medical records had come through from MI6 and he had glanced through them. Aside from the missions Alex had gone on with Ben, the ones where Ben knew how Alex had injured, there were so many more that were almost as serious but very different.

So, don't forget to review! I think I'm going to start asking y'all questions for you to answer in your reviews. So today's question is: If you were in a moped gang, what would your weapon be? Mine would be a flaming blue Batarang :) Get crazy with it! (I would also like some ideas as to some injures that Alex could have previously received)