I AM SO SORRY! This was not my fault. I keep all my fanfic writing on my netbook, and my power cord broke, and it took like a week to get a new one :/ Sorry people. Has anyone come up with anything that they want me to write for my next fanfic? If not, no worries, I've got it covered :) So this is probably the second to last, maybe third to last, chapter, and I believe we're at 145 reviews. This sounds super selfish, but please please please please can I have five more? :) It would be the first time I'd ever reached 150, and you have NO idea how much it would mean to me. Just think about it :)
Alex
Fiona went with her father to say goodbye before he got on the boat that would take him back to Spain and to the plane that would take him back to England. I was sitting on my bed, reading a book when I heard a floorboard creak and my head shot up. It was just K-unit, and I relaxed once I knew it wasn't another assassin. Well, I relaxed up until I noticed their expressions. Every single one of them had an evil glint to their eyes, the kind of evil glint that says 'you're going to regret not locking your door'.
"Hey there Cub." Snake grinned, in the manner of a cat grinning at a mouse.
"Hi..."
Eagle jumped in. "So... Fiona, huh?" He winked at me. I could feel my face starting to get hot and I had an awful feeling that I was blushing.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I denied.
"Sure you do." It was Wolf's turn. "You can admit it Alex, we won't laugh." Yes they would.
Fox nodded sincerely. "We won't."
I groaned. "If I tell you what you want to hear, will you leave?"
Shrugging, he smiled softly. "Probably not."
"But think of it this way. If you don't tell us, we'll never leave, whereas if you do, at some point within the conceivable future, we may be convinced to depart." Eagle finished Fox's phrase for him.
"Wow, Eagle, you used a big word! Maybe they'll finally let you graduate kindergarten now!" I tried to distract them by starting another argument, but they weren't having it.
He shrugged off the insult and sat down next to me. "Come on Cub, just tell us the truth."
I simply couldn't take it any longer. "Fine! I like Fiona! Happy?" I probably shouldn't have expected anything less from a group of men with the maturity level of a class of ten year olds, but for some reason, I hadn't expected them to start laughing. Even Wolf, who was supposedly one of the more grown up guys, was literally rolling around the floor in hysterics, while Eagle and Snake were belting out the lyrics to the 'K-I-S-S-I-N-G' rhyme.
"Alex and Fiona, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then..." They wouldn't stop, and I looked over at Fox for any amount of support I could get. He was leaning against the wall, chuckling happily. I threw a pillow at him.
"A little help?"
He dodged, still laughing. "I don't think there's much I can do. Just plug your ears. They'll leave when they get hungry."
I collapsed back on to the bed, pulling a pillow onto my face. "I hate you guys."
"But you loooooove Fiona!" Wolf stopped laughing long enough to choke out the words, before collapsing again.
The next month passed in a blur of teasing, laughing, kissing Fiona, and spending a lot of time doing absolutely nothing, broken only by the occasional attack from members of groups I had annoyed or a kidnapping attempt from MI6. K-Unit handled these easily, and eventually, they stopped happening. On the day the election results were announced, we were all squished together on the couch in front of the TV, watching the news while Fox translated from Spanish to English. I think it was supposed to seat four people at max, but K-unit doesn't exactly spend a lot of time following rules.
News had been trickling in all day, but this was supposedly going to be the official announcement, and we were all freaking out. Eagle was grumbling about how he wanted popcorn and kept standing up and sitting down, about to make some, but not wanting to miss it. When the announcement finally came on, I think I may have blacked out for a second, because one second I was crushed between Fiona and Fox, then the next, I was lying on my back on the floor, with everyone screaming and dancing around me. Fox dropped to his knees next to me.
"Alex, he won!"
I sat up. "You mean..." I couldn't bring myself to say it.
"Well, we still have to talk to him, and it's not 100% certain, but yes, this most likely means that you're free. No more stupid Alan Blunt, no missions, no more scars!" He picked me up and started running around the room with me slung over his shoulder.
Once he put me down, I had to deal with everyone charging at me and doing some kind of ridiculous celebration. After about ten minutes, it had died down a bit, but it still hadn't sunk in. Everyone was so sure that everything would be okay now, but I had thought that too many times in the past two years to believe it now. I wanted to believe it so badly, but a part of me just kept thinking that it was too good to be true, and that I was an idiot for ever believing that I could be free of MI6. But at that moment, I wanted to stop thinking and just be happy, so I shoved that part to the back of my mind, wishing it would stay there.