Hey everyone, sorry it took I while, I was at Badminton Nationals, we came 10th in NZ woohoo! Anyway, hope you're liking the story so far. Thanks for reviews, favourites and alerts, keep 'em coming :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Alex, Tom, Sabina, Yassen or anything else to do with Alex Rider. I only own Adrienne.

And Here We Go!

CHAP 2

I peddled after Alex as he left the school. He was quick on his bike but there were more people in front of him than between us.

"Alex!"

He stopped biking and turned around. I smiled as I caught up to him.

"Hey, Adrienne. How you going?"

"I'm good. Um, tonight, if you're not busy or anything I'm thinking of, well, of having a sleepover. I was wondering if you'd like to come. I asked Sabina and Tom, they're coming."

"Sure. I'd love to come."

"Cool. We can have tea at my place. I'll see you about five?"

"'kay I'll see you then."

"Yup. Bye."

I turned left as he turned right. It was about an hour and a half's slow bike ride to my place but I didn't feel like going slow. Within an hour I was home. After throwing my bike by the stairs I ran through the double front doors. Taking two steps at a time I got to my room in record time. Charging through the door it slammed shut behind me.

A muscled arm wrapped around me, holding me tight against a solid body. I grabbed their hand, bending fingers back while stomping on their foot. They hardly flinched and wrapped their other hand around my neck. I lifted my foot and swung it up, backwards, as hard as I could. It connected painfully, right between my attackers legs. By the sound of it I was right in guessing it was a male.

Pulling out of his arms I spun slamming my fist into their jaw. I shoved him against the wall, grabbed a knife off the desk beside me and held it against his throat. Realizing who it was I dropped my arm and stepped back.

"You shouldn't startle me like that." I growled, throwing the knife back on the desk.

He grinned, "Good to see you're still in shape."

I smiled, honestly glad to see my father again, "Of course I am. It's only been two weeks and you'd scream at me if I wasn't in shape. Give me a moment. I need to change."

Darting into my walk-in wardrobe I changed into track pants and a loose sports top. Walking back out I remembered I had locked my bedroom door before biking to school this morning.

"How'd you get into my room?"

"Master key."

I rolled my eyes, "And I was half expecting you to say you picked the lock. Well, come on. We're leaving my room. It's got private stuff in it."

He smirked, "Private stuff like what?"

"Oh, you did not go through my stuff!" I groaned as we walked out and locked the door behind us.

"Not all of it. You've still got some privacy."

"Good," I said leading him to the lounge, "You really overdid it with this place you know. It's huge! Hey do you wanna go for a swim?"

"Addy…"

"Let's go for a swim. It's good exercise." I said, doing a 180 to get my togs, "Where's all your stuff?"

"In another room, of course. I'll meet you at the pool," he said, walking a different direction.

Once in my room I check over everything. I didn't expect to find anything out of place and I was right. Yassen was far too good for that. Grinning I got changed into my red and white bikini and pale orange board shorts.

Yassen was already at the pool by the time I got there, doing laps. He stopped and stood up in the shallower end.

"Anything out of place?" he asked.

I laughed, diving into the pool, "You're too good for that. So, why are you here?"

"You missed me," he stated matter-of-factly.

"I did not."

"So I could just leave and you wouldn't care," he gave me a skeptical look.

"Okay, maybe I would care, but only a little." I forced a laugh.

"What is it?"

"I can't get it out of my head; the reason we're here. If we don't do this Scorpia will have our heads."

"I said it before, Addy; you just don't worry about that okay? I've got everything planned out."

"I know, but you're not telling me what and I, I don't want him to die, he seems so nice and… Oh shit! What's the time?"

Yassen checked his watch on the side of the pool, "Five o'clock."

"Shit!!" I clambered out of the pool, "I've invited them over. They're supposed to get here around five."

"Today?!" he jumped out and grabbed a towel.

"Well I didn't know you were coming! It's not like you gave me any warning!" I shouted as we hurried inside.

"Maria!" I yelled for the housekeeper.

"Yes, Miss Kovac?"

"I've got three guests arriving soon. When they get here can you show them to the game room?"

She nodded, "Okay."

"Thank you." I turned to Yassen, "What are you going to do?"

"There's a cabin in the forest. I'll be there, until they've gone."

"Okay. What about Alex?"

"Adrienne!"

"Okay. Okay. I'll try not worry."

He nodded, "Keep your guard up, Addy. Try not get attached."

"Bye." I said, watching him leave.

The door bell rung and I hurried to my room, knowing Maria would answer it. After getting changed back into my clothes I joined the teenagers in the game room.

"This place is great." Tom exclaimed, "It's huge. Not sure I like the snooker though."

"That's only because you're losing," Sabina teased.

"And I'm kicking both your butts." Alex smirked, "how'd you get the money for all this anyway? Your parents must be millionaires or something."

I froze for a moment before grabbing a cue, "My father paid for everything. He's a lawyer."

He looked slightly doubtful, "Pretty rich guy."

"Whose turn is it?" I replied, turning the attention back to snooker.

"Mine." Sabina lined up her shot and went, "perfect."

I looked at the ball she sunk and the other balls on the table as she took her second go. She missed.

Everyone looked at me, "Your turn. We're playing teams. You're with Alex."

Smirking I replied, "I don't think that's a good idea."

From the positions of the balls there was no way I could sink a ball, but that wasn't the only way to score points. I lined up the shot and hit it perfectly. The white ball rolled between the edge of the table and a pink.

I looked up, "Snookered."

All three of them looked shocked. Alex began to grin; there was no way we could lose.

"Oh, great. We're playing two professionals," Tom growled, taking his turn.

In the end Alex and I did win, by a lot. We put everything away and collapsed on the couches.

"So, what do you guys wanna do now?" I asked, "Watch a movie? Go for a swim? Take a tour?"

"I'd love to look around this place," Sabina said.

"Cool. Let's go." I jumped up and led them out.

"That was the game room, obviously. This is my bedroom. Gym. Lounge. My father's room. Spare room. Bathroom," going through the entire house I pointed out every room before leading them outside.

"Wow, nice pool."

"Thanks." I said just as I noticed to pairs of shoes and a watch beside the pool.

"Whose are they?" Alex asked as he saw them.

"Oh, um, they're my fathers."

"Oh, is he here?" Sabina asked, "Can we meet him?"

"Na, he's not here anymore. He's gone away for the night and must've forgotten them. Come on, I'll show you the rest."

I took them around the back to the courtyard and showed them everything, staying away from the forest, of course.

Eventually we went back inside and had tea in the game room. Arsenal was playing Chelsea, so we were watching the game on the big screen, being very boisterous. I didn't completely get the point of the whole thing. The other three were cheering for Chelsea and I got caught up in their hype.

Two hours later the game was over. Chelsea won 3-1 and the game room erupted in happy shouts. I started feeling guilty again. Here I was having a great time with three great friends and I had been sent here to kill one of them.

We had a look through the DVD's and ended up choosing the Young Bond movie. I almost laughed at how ironic it was. A teenage spy, teenage assassin and their two friends watching a film about teenage spies.

It was past one by the time the movie finished and we were all starting to get tired. I led everyone to the closest spare room and we laid mattresses all over the floor. Laughing we climbed into our sleeping bags and lay in a circle.

"Truth or dare?" Sabina suggested.

"You start." I said.

"Okay. Alex."

"Ya?"

"Which one?"

"Oh, um truth."

"Okay. Ah, do you wish you were at school more?"

"Of course. I hate what, being, I hate being sick."

"From what I've heard you been doing drugs not being sick." I joked though I knew neither was true.

Alex laughed, "More like everyone else is doing drugs. Okay, Drie."

"Truth."

"What countries have you been to?"

"Geez, I was expecting something juicier than that. Let's see; England, Russia, Korea, France, U.S.A., Australia, China, Japan, Germany. There's more but I can't remember."

"Wow. You've almost been around the world." Sabina said.

I laughed, "Not quite. Tom."

"Dar- no. Truth."

"Who do you have a crush on?"

He went bright red, mumbling "I should've picked dare."

"Well?"

"Well, um, ah…"

"Just spit it out Tom. We pretty much all know, we just want confirmation."

"Fine," he growled before murmuring, "Sabina."

Alex and I smirked as Sabina leaned across and pecked him on the check. Tom turned completely scarlet before glaring at me.

"Adrienne."

"Truth."

"Who do you like?"

Oh shit. I knew I should've chosen dare, "A couple of people," I answered blushing.

"Names."

"Demetri Kagostof from Russia. I haven't seen him for years though. Jake Rothman from Italy though his mum, Julia, is a bitch. And um, well, Alex."

Alex blinked, "Huh what?"

I almost hit myself in the forehead. How stupid can a guy get? How stupid can I get? I just admitted I had feeling for the target. Get yourself under control, Addy, he's a number, nothing more. You can't protect him. Ah, hell, my life has officially gone down the drain.

Quickly I put our minds back on the game, "Sabina. Truth or dare?"

I woke up to the mattress shifting. I looked up and saw Alex heading towards the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked sleepily.

He turned, "Bathroom. Except I'm not entirely sure I can remember where it is."

"Okay then," I stood up, "Come on, I'll show you."

I took him down the hall, away from my bedroom and showed him to the closest bathroom.

"I'll wait here for you so you don't get lost on the way back," I leaned against the wall as the door shut quietly.

Not long after he came back out and we slowly dawdled back.

"You've got quite a fancy place here."

"My father spoilt me a bit. I just wish he wasn't away so much. It feels like he's trying to make up for not being here."

"You can't go with him?"

"He doesn't want me to get in the way and he doesn't want me too mixed up in his stuff. Bit late for that I'd say."

"I thought he was a lawyer."

"He is."

"So why doesn't he want you mixed up with it?"

I shrugged, "How am I supposed to know? I can't read his mind," I stopped walking and stared at him, "Alex, whatever it is you want to ask just ask it."

"Who's your father? How do you know Julia and Jake Rothman?"

I didn't even need to act surprised, I honestly was, "You know them too? Jake's really nice."

"No, he's not. What does Scorpia want here?"

"Who? Alex, what are you talking about?"

"I'm not stupid, Adrienne," he subtlely settled into a fighting stance, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here because I wanted a break from moving around with my father. So, I decided to settle down somewhere. I wanted to stay somewhere long enough to make friends. Alex, I wanted a normal life." I sounded completely honest, that could be because my explanation was quite close to the truth, especially the last bit.

Alex relaxed and we started walking again, "Sorry, I'm a bit jumpy. My uncle told me lots of stories. He moved around a lot as well, as a banker."

"And he left you home alone?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"I have a housekeeper, Jack, she looks after me."

I smiled, "That must be nice."

We got back to the bedroom and climbed back into our sleeping bags in silence.

"Goodnight Alex."

"Good night."

Quietly I waited until he was asleep, his chest rising and falling slowly. I let another fifteen minutes go by before silently leaving.

Grabbing a torch I made my way out to the cabin in the forest. The back door creaked as it opened. I closed it quickly behind me, creating as little noise as possible. Flicking the torch off I used the weak moonlight to avoid objects. Let's see if I could sneak up on Yassen.

An arm wrapped around me and cold, sharp metal pressed against my throat. I froze.

"You'll have to do better than that, Addy."

The knife and arm disappeared and the light switched on. I turned to face my father before pouring myself bourbon.

"It's not my fault the door creaks."

He laughed, "Use a window. Now, what brings you down here in the middle of the night?"

"Alex Rider."

"What about him?"

I exploded, "Why the fuck wasn't I told that he knew Scorpia agents?! Namely the Rothman's!"

"What happened?" he replied calmly, fixing his own drink.

"I mentioned Jake and Julia. He knew them! He asked me about Scorpia and why I was here!"

"And what did you say?"

"I didn't know who Scorpia was and I told him I wanted a normal life and a break from moving around with you. He seemed to buy it but I'm not too sure." I gulped the bourbon, and tried to settle my nerves.

"Follow him tomorrow. See where he goes."

I nodded as a ring sounded through the silence.

Yassen climbed to his feet and answered the phone, putting it on loud.

"Mister Gregorovich." Levi Kroll's voice crackled through the speaker.

"Yes?" he answered coldly.

"It's a good thing you've been taking your time; there's been a change of plan."

I glanced at Yassen before turning my attention back to the phone.

"What do you mean? A change of plan." I asked.

"Ah, good, you're there too Miss Gregorovich. We want you to infiltrate MI6."

"Oh. Well, that's simple," I growled sarcastically before almost yelling, "And how the hell do you propose we do this?!"

"Not we. You. You Adrienne are going to do this. You're friends with Alex Rider. You tell him you trained with Scorpia and don't want to be an assassin anymore. You want to join MI6 with him."

"You're mad. You're bloody effing mad!!"

"You will do this Miss Gregorovich. You have no choice," he said, his voice dripping with malice, and hung up.

I stared at Yassen, "He's mad."

Yassen didn't reply. He got up and grabbed the two glasses before pouring some more bourbon and coke into them, less bourbon in mine than his. Sitting back down he passed one to me. I threw it down my throat, relishing the heat.

"I guess I better go back. It'll be light soon. I'll keep Alex behind and tell him then."

I stood up and walked to the door, "Bye."

Vaguely I heard him say good luck as I left. Slowly I walked back to the house, staring glumly at the ground. Infiltrate MI6, it was crazy. I didn't even think I could do it. Eventually I got back to our room. The others were still fast asleep. Silently I climbed back into my sleeping bag and fell into a restless sleep.