Ben could not understand what was happening. Alex Rider had just agreed to go with them back to MI6, without giving a fight, which in itself was weird, but even weirder, was the fact that the only reason he agreed to do so was because Yassen freaking Gregorovitch had asked him to.

Earlier, when they had found this house they had all been prepared to die, none of them thought they would survive a fight with Gregorovitch, they had all heard stories about him. To their surprise when they had come barging in, the assassin had just raised his brows at them and quietly while sitting completely relaxed, with a gun pointed at them, asked them to keep quiet as Alex was sleeping. The rest had happened rather quickly. Eagle had tried to attack him, but had quickly been disarmed and so had the others, then Gregorovitch had motioned for them to move along to the next room, where they had found Alex sleeping on a couch. Snake had hurried over to check him over, and Gregorovitch had just smiled and settled down close by. When Snake had finished his check up the soldiers had seated themselves and Gregorovitch had started to speak. He did not say much, just wanted to know a few things about why they where there, how many the MI6 had sent after him and so on. And then Alex had woken up and helped confusing them even more.

It was quite clear that Alex was not afraid of Gregorovitch, it even seemed like he did not want to disappoint the assassin. Normally, if any of the soldiers had seen such behavior from someone who had been kidnapped they would say that the person was suffering from Stockholm syndrome. However that made no sence seeing as the kid had only been missing for half a day.

Alex had never been a normal child, this was something he was very aware of. that did not however stop him from wondering what in the world he was thinking about. because of his unstable mind he had almost escaped from mi6's rotten claws, and now because of a few words from his supposed to be enemy he was returning willingly. he looked over at the soldiers and saw that they looked as confused as he felt.

yassen was also watching them all, but he was more aware of the reasons behind Alex's choises. it amused him to no end how the soldiers had jumped right to Stockholm syndrome. it was quite clear to him that Alex was lonely, and when you are lonely you do surprising things, like clinging to your supposed to be enemy. That and Alex was a pretty good judge of character and thus he, even though he wasn't aware of it, knew that he could trust him.

"Why?" wolf interrupted their thoughts. Yassen just raised his brows and starred at them

"Why what?" Alex answered. Wolf gave him a frustrated glare.

"Why do you listen to him? don't you know who he is? Don't you know what he has done?" the other soldiers nodded in agreement.

Alex pouted for a while before he answered. "I know but I don't see how that is relevant. He has never done anything to hurt me, he just always saves me, even that one time when I tried to kill him." the soldiers gaped, Alex had done what?

W...what did you say?" eagle stuttered. Yassen smirked at them.

Alex gave him a confused look before he answered. "I don't understand how that is relevant?"

"Not that, the thing after" wolf snapped impatiently.

"He has always helped me" Alex continued. the soldiers nodded for him to proceed. "Even that one time when I tried to kill him." Alex said in an innocent voice.

"How are you still alive?" burst from Wolf. Alex just gave him a weird look. Yassen decided to interfere before someone's patience snapped and he would have to kill someone.

"He is still alive because I wished him to be." Yassen stated with a voice that settled the matter. "Now will you bring Alex safely to MI6 or will you leave?" Yassens voice told them on no uncertain parts that if he did not make it there safely they would not live very long.

They all knew that something about this was suspicious, but they couldn't see something wrong with it so they decided to just let it go. If Gregorovitch did end up doing something to MI6 then they probably had it coming, K-unit had no love for MI6 and their ways. They quickly agreed to take him, and after Alex shared some words with Gregorovitch, they left.

Two hours later found Alex sitting in front of Blunt with his arms crossed and a pout on his face. One of the psychologists working for MI6 was sitting across from him looking quite stressed.

"Why won't you speak about it dear? Did the nasty man hurt you?" Alex felt his eyes twitch, for a moment he wondered where this woman had taken her degree, and then he was swallowed irritation of the way he was spoken to, as if he was some kind of baby brat.

"No he did not, and I don't want to speak about it because YOU are annoying." He forced out before he turned his head from her again. This was too troublesome, he should have just stayed with Yassen or simply had gone home. However for some reason unknown to him he really wanted Yassen to approve of him and he did not want to disappoint him.

"I know that your pain and suffering makes you want to lash out, but that won't work on me dearie." Alex just ignored her, he really hoped Yassen came to collect him soon.

Blunt wanted to hit his head against something. He knew it had been too easy when the soldiers had come back with the brat unharmed. They hadn't told him what had transpired, but he had a feeling that they hadn't seen the last of Gregorovitch. He was snapped out of his train of thought when he heard a great slapping sound.

Alex knew he was pushing her, but he had to say that he had not expected her to do that. He had no intention of talking to her and he had told her that, but she wouldn't shut up, so he had observed her for a while, noticed that she seemed sad about something and then he had seen the marks on her arms, deduced the cause and told her, that he found it unfair that she pushed him to talk to her just so that she could ease the guilt of not noticing that the babysitter was hitting her son. Then she slapped him. He raised a hand to his face when he felt something running down it. When he removed it, it was stained red with blood. Blunt was staring at them and Alex might be imagining it, but he looked shocked.

"What in the world happened?" Blunt exclaimed. Alex just gave him a looked at questioned his IQ.

"One would think it was quite clear…" came from the door. Alex's head snapped around so fast it looked like it wasn't completely attached to his shoulders. Then a bright, yet painful smile.

Yassens eyes narrowed when he saw this. He walked slowly over to him and stroked his cheek, wiping away some blood. He felt his rage grow as he saw how painful it was for Alex to smile. He was aware of the point that Alex had been in worse pain, and that he had been hit harder in the past, but that was not the point. The point was that this was in the middle of the MI6s headquarters. He was supposed to be safe here, but if Blunt had let someone put their hands on him, how could he then trust that Blunt would do his best to protect him in missions.

"You came!" Alex smiled brightly. His eyes almost glowed with glee as he stared up at him.

"Gregorovitch!" Blunt spluttered. "What are you doing here?" Blunt looked around as if he was going to call the guards. Yassen just raised his brow.

"Obviously, I wanted to speak with you." Yassen replied calmly. He smirked a little when he saw the man shiver. "I want to propose a deal." He continued after a while.

Blunt looked up at him. "What sort of deal?" he asked. He knew that if he could get just a little of the assassins knowledge, he would be able to bring a lot of people to justice.

"Well, I have decided to retire, but there is the little problem of my name on different lists, and of my record." Yassen took a dramatic break and looked over at Alex. "If those records were to disappear and my name was to be mysteriously erased, and I was to never be prosecuted or hunted again. I would make sure you got the knowledge to bring down SCORPIA." Yassens voice betrayed nothing as he looked at Blunt with a blank face. Alex raised his brow at Yassen. Would Blunt really fall for that.

Blunt was beyond words. To actually get the chance to bring down SCORPIA. That was a once in a lifetime chance and would do wonders for his career. Other people would undoubtedly have looked at pros and cons, whether or not letting Gregorovitch go free was worth just a chance at bringing down SCORPIA. Wiser men would have easily seen the obvious loopholes, but Blunt was none of those things so he agreed easily.

Of course Yassen had hidden motives, but how was Blunt to know that, how was he to know that his choices this day would end up with him losing his special schoolboy spy.

Alex didn't really pay attention to their conversation. He had no use of the information and after Blunt had so eagerly jumped into the obvious trap that Yassen had laid, he turned his attention back to the distressed shrink. It seemed like she might know who Yassen was as she had made no attempt to leave after he glared at her, and she was now sitting staring from her hand to Alex's face and then over at Yassen. It almost looked like she was going to cry, but he hoped she wouldn't, he had no idea of how to deal with crying people. He turned his attention back to Yassen just as it seemed like they were done.

"Then you will give us the information in return, your name will be erased from all lists and never be bothered for any reason again." Blunt summarized. Alex bit back a laugh. Blunt had really fallen for it. Stupid, stupid man.