AN: chapter 11, chapter 11! Yes, I got all the way to chapter 11! (Sounds better in a sing song voice) now time for the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I am not Anthony Horowitz, I am a girl no matter how much my annoying younger sister tells me I dress like a guy so there is no possible way I can be Anthony Horowitz the creator of the amazing Alex Rider series.

Chapter eleven

He's my son

Alex ran. It was one of the hardest things he had ever had to do, but he ran. He made himself forget about Cameron and Snake and how wrong it felt to leave them behind and tried to concentrate on getting out of the building. Snake was right; in his condition, unable to even use his hands, it would have been futile and down right idiotic for him to stay, but he wasn't even sure if he would be able to get out of this place. He was pushed from his thoughts when he heard voices, stopping in his tracks he listened intently for the direction the voices were coming from.

Finally he determined they were coming from the corridor off to his left, shifting his position he looked for a place to conceal himself, but one quick glance around and he knew there was nothing he could do but run.

Not wasting another second to think about it, he made his way down the right corridor. His anxiety level decreasing by a millimetre as the voices faded and he was once again submerged in a silence that was only broken by his shoes on the concrete floor.

At the same moment Alex was running from the guards voices, Jason was drifting back into consciousness.

Opening his eyes blearily, he sat up shakily before his mind registered what had happened.

Practically jumping to his feet, he looked around the room for any sign of Rider, quite predictably the boy was gone, the door still wide open, cursing himself for letting the teenager get the best of him, Jason left the room, furiously stomping down the corridors towards his office.

Cameron's father, Peter Gibson, was distraught with worry. His son was missing and no one would help him, the ransom note he had received when Cameron had been taken stated that he had to tell scorpia a secret that only he and the higher ups of MI6 knew. Something he was under the official secrets act not to reveal and something that could have a devastating effect if put in the wrong hands. Peter knew scorpia was definitely the wrong hands.

But… they had his son, what was he meant to do, just sit around while they killed him?

No way, he was going to get his son back, even if it meant breaking that stupid contract.

Peter closed his car door, putting the manila folder holding the ransom on the passengers' seat; he turned the ignition and made his reluctant way to the appointed meeting spot.

Jason Adair did not like to fail, in fact saying he did not like to fail was putting it lightly; he despised it.

And to fail against a fourteen year old boy! Well, let's put it this way; the next living being who happens to cross his path better watch out, unless they particularly feel like dying at that moment.

He made it to his office in record time and luckily for the people who worked in the building, he only encountered one guard and that guard had gotten off lightly, Jason had only given him a broken nose and possibly a broken ankle…

His head was full of a jumble of possible solutions and ways Rider could escape.

He might try to find the boy, in fact Jason was pretty much dead certain he would, but he also wouldn't know where the brat is, Rider might think they had taken him straight back to where they were keeping him before and would probably try yo find him there, but they only had a limited amount of time before he found his way out of the building. The brat would slow him down in the condition he was now in and Rider wasn't too well off either, the only one who was the least bit healthy was that SAS man, and even then they still had to get past the guards and out of the forest that surrounded the entire building. But they still couldn't be too careful, Rider hadn't defeated Julia Rothman just to be underestimated again; but then again Julia Rothman was a fool.

Sitting down behind his desk, he picked up his phone and pressed speed dial at the same time he pressed the intruder alarm.

He was conscious.

Alex swallowed and he almost jumped with shock as the alarm rang out through the building, rebounding from the walls and making a deafening sound. It would be much harder for him to leave now. The whole place would be swarming with guards who were actually alert and starting to care about working for their paychecks… and lives.

Squashed into a well-placed janitor's cupboard, Alex listened to the sound of running footsteps and prayed no one would open the door. It was a risky move to hide in the cupboard, if any one thought to check it… although they might not think to look in a place so obvious it was highly unlikely any one would actually hide there, he would be trapped.

But, Alex also knew he wouldn't last sixty seconds if he left the small sanctuary.

Dingo was asleep, taking a much needed rest after getting the proper medical treatment he needed for his wound.

Eagle was sitting on his bed, his usually cheerful face gloomy and bright blue eyes dull with worry. He played with his gun absent mindedly as he stared out the small dusty window beside his bed.

Wolf was lying on his bed with his eyes closed, taking deep meditative breaths. He was too wound up with anxiousness and the dark thoughts that kept creeping into his head to sleep, but he also knew it would be stupid not to sleep. Sleeping on the edge of the forest, constantly getting up to check on dingo and stand watch meant he had not actually slept for more then two hours, and he was exhausted and would be no good in a fight; if it came to a fight, and if Snake was being held against his will it would definitely come to a fight.

B-unit was being briefed on the situation while they rested, and preparations were being made, they would head out at 1900 hours.

AN: I am sorry if this wasn't as fast as my other updates but my mum banned me from the internet and there was no way I was able to sneak on since it's holidays at the moment and my sister is having her friend over in a week long sleep over and the house is constantly being bombarded with my cousins twenty year old friends, he lives with us and at any one time there are at least three of them crowding the lounge room and kitchen, it can get extremely annoying.

Oh great and now I'm rambling, sorry just tune me out if you want too. I hope every one likes the story so far.