Again I am so sorry for the long wait :( Exams are coming up (I swear when I'm not on holiday I'm doing tests) and I am studying hard.
Please don't give up on me! I'm trying my best!
James sat in the dark cell quietly, but while he waited for Alex to be returned he couldn't sit still. At first he had paced, to try and clear his head, but that hadn't worked considering he could take about three steps and he was at the other side. Then he sat down and started tapping his foot as he thought but the guard outside his cell told him to stop it, so he didn't want to push the man. Now he was sitting against the wall, absently picking at the floor, which was made of stone so there wasn't much to pick at other than tiny pebbles that had come loose.
It was in this position that there were footsteps from outside the cage, James jumped to his feet and moved towards the door to try and catch a glimpse of where Alex had been for the last hour.
James tried not to gag and instead stepped away from the door as the guards unlocked it and shoved the spy inside.
Quickly realising Alex wasn't conscious, James caught the boy before he hit the ground and dragged him away from the door as it was slammed shut.
"Until tomorrow, Rider" One of the guards sneered.
James looked down at his hands, suddenly realising that there was blood on them. He wiped them off on his jeans and looked at Alex. What should I do? What can I do? James thought desperately.
He tentatively placed a hand on Alex's shoulder and tried to shake him awake. But when Alex didn't even stir James looked over his injuries.
His chest was bleeding, but not heavily, ripping off the bottom of his shirt James wiped away most of the blood so he could see the wound, which was a large 'D' carved into the boy's torso.
Wincing with sympathy, James put his hands under Alex's body and gently rolled him over so that he could see his back.
"Oh God" James breathed, carefully lying Alex on his stomach so that James could clean the wounds on his back. The bastards had used a whip. James felt sick to his stomach but took a deep breath and continued to wipe the blood from Alex's body.
One of the larger whip marks looked nasty and bright red, when James pressed down on it, Alex gasped.
James carefully rolled Alex up onto his side as the boy let out a soft moan.
"Alex" James said, forgetting his previous anger that was directed at the spy. "Alex, wake up"
Alex's eyes fluttered open and he looked up at James. "What happened?" He slurred drowsily.
James helped the boy into a sitting position so that he could get his bearings.
"You tell me" James replied. "Because I have no idea"
Alex winced slightly as he moved his shoulders. "Oh yeah, Donovan" He mumbled. He caught sight of the piece of clothing that James had used to clean off his wounds. "Thank you" He said sincerely.
James nodded, avoiding his gaze, he still had no answers, so he moved away from Alex and went to sit beside the cell door where he could pick at the floor again.
Alex let out a hiss of pain as he shifted himself to the wall so that he was in the far corner.
They sat there in an awkward silence, Alex was too busy fighting unconsciousness while James just had no idea what to say.
"Are you alright?" James asked after a very long and very uncomfortable silence.
Alex blinked up at him, a faint smirk on his lips and one eyebrow raised.
James blushed, realising it was a relatively stupid question but decided not the back down. "Like, you're not going to drop dead anytime soon"
"Not from these injuries" Alex replied, looking back at the floor.
James sat back against the wall as they fell once again into an uncomfortable silence. "I just wish something would happen" He growled out eventually.
Alex rolled his eyes. "No you don't James. Because if something happens someone will be getting hurt"
James snapped his mouth shut and continued to glare at the wall with his arms crossed. How were they going to get out of this?
Melanie Jonathan glanced out of her bedroom window, her room was all set up for her sleep over with her new best friend, Kerry Roberts, but while they sat in her room, bundled up in their sleeping bags and talking about boys, her father had come in and told Kerry she needed to go home.
Melanie pouted as her friend was led out of the room and silently she followed. She was a naturally curious person and she hated not knowing things.
"Don't even think about trying anything" Melanie recognised the voice as her father's, but it wasn't normal, it was cold and threatening. "I have your brothers and you run back to your little CHERUB friends and tell them Neil Jonathan is no fool" He growled.
Melanie glanced around the corner of the hallway and saw Kerry and Lauren standing by the door, their eyes wide with fear as they stumbled back.
"I am untouchable" Neil hissed. "So why don't you run back to your mission controller and let her know that three of her 'sons' are missing"
Melanie held back a gasp and watched as her father yanked open the door and pushed the two girls out onto the lawn.
"Dad?" Melanie asked, emerging from the shadows.
Neil spun around in surprise. "Mel?" He asked, taking a step towards her.
"What's going on, Dad?" She asked. "Don't lie to me"
Neil nodded. "We need to leave honey, now. I'll explain everything on the way"
Melanie shook her head. "No Dad, I'm not running. I want to know what's happening"
Neil scowled at her. "I really don't have time for this" He mumbled.
"Time for what, Dad? Tell me right now!" She stamped her foot, knowing she looked like a tantrum-throwing toddler but not really caring at this point.
Neil pursed his lips. "Melanie, if you don't get in the car right now, you're going to be in a lot of trouble" He threatened.
Melanie shook her head and turned around, running back into her room and locking the door. "I don't care!" She screamed.
There was an ambulance pulling up outside the Roberts apartment right now and the oldest boy, Kyle, was being carried into the back.
Melanie's eyes widened as she caught sight of the blood stains on Kyle's shoulder. What the hell was going on?
Her parents had left half an hour ago with Katie, who didn't quite know what was going on but refused to be parted from her mother.
So now Melanie was here all alone in her pink room, the awards and certificates that hung on the walls all seemed unimportant now that she realised her perfect life was coming to an end. This was it, nothing would ever be the same again and it was all her father's fault.
Melanie was a smart girl, she had figured out that her father was a criminal, a few minutes after they had left she had entered his study and found various packages of drugs and a few files that linked him to local dealers.
She knew he would be impossible to catch now, he had left the evidence here for a reason, he wanted to play with the police. He knew he was caught and there was no point trying to dissuade them.
Melanie let a single tear roll down her cheek as she thought of her friend and boyfriend. Kerry was safe and sound, climbing into the police car and out of danger, but where was Alex? Her father had said he had him.
Melanie moved towards the door, running across the road.
"Excuse me!" She called to one of the policemen. "Excuse me!"
The man turned to her. "Yes Miss?"
"I need to talk to you" She said quickly. "About my father, Neil Jonathan"
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Sorry for the shortness of it all. I just wanted to give you an update ASAP.