A/N Hey guys Her's your lovely third chapter! I'm in a really great mood so you might be getting the next chapter sooner than a week… maybe… Anyway, hope you all like it and review/favourite/alert. I'm getting lots of favourites and alerts but not as many reviews, but I love 'em all the same :D ya um anyway thanks to everyone who has reviewed and all the rest

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CHAP 3

Someone was gently shaking me. Gently? No one shook me gently. Were they trying to catch me off guard? Well that wouldn't happen. I bolted upright and grabbed their hands. About to twist their limbs in painful directions I realized who it was.

"Alex."

"Rise and shine, Drie."

I groaned and fell back, letting go of his hands, "You startled me."

"Sorry. The housekeeper lady said breakfast was soon and Tom and Sabina have to leave after food."

"Oh right. When are you leaving?"

"Whenever Jack decides to pick me up. Come on, let's have breakfast."

I nodded and followed him to the game room for pancakes. Not long after breakfast Tom got picked up and Sabina left with him, leaving me alone with Alex. This was it. The moment I had been dreading.

"You okay Drie?" Alex asked.

I looked up at him, appearing slightly startled, "A-Alex…"

"What is it?" he immediately looked concerned and turned to face me.

I called up all the horrible moments in my life; all the times I'd cried. The most prominent being my mother's funeral, when I had got mixed up in all of this. The tears started to flow slowly before I almost started to sob.

Alex rubbed my back, "Adrienne, what's wrong? You can tell me."

"A-Alex. Your, your life it, it's in danger." I sobbed, "Someone's been sent to kill you."

He stiffened, "What do you mean?"

I looked at him, briefly meeting his eyes before looking away, "I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean to. I swear, I didn't want to."

"Drie, just start from the beginning."

I took a deep breath and started, "I trained with Scorpia. It was interesting stuff but when I learned we had to kill I wasn't so sure. I didn't voice my concerns, not really. If I had of voiced my thoughts properly they, well, they w-would've killed me. They sent me here to w-watch you. I didn't know why. Last night, last night they told me I, I had to k-kill you. I couldn't Alex, I just couldn't. I, I told them no and hung up. They, they'll send someone else. Someone to, to kill us b-both."

He stood up, looking serious all of a sudden, "Addy, we need to go. Now."

I looked up at him, "I-I'll get the, the car."

I gradually stopped sniffling as we ran to get the driver to bring the car round. Panicked we jumped in and he drove off.

"Where are we going?"

I looked at Alex, "The Royal and General Bank."

"What's there?" I asked.

He smirked, "MI6 headquarters."

"Alex. No. I can't go there. I worked for Scorpia. They'll arrest me or something."

"I won't let them, Drie. I promise."

"Thank you Alex."

Eventually we pulled up outside the Royal and General. After telling the driver not to wait around we hurried inside.

"I need to talk to Mrs. Jones." Alex told the 'receptionist'.

The lady looked slightly doubtful before calling Mrs. Jones. We were only sitting for a moment before the elevator doors clanged open and Mrs. Jones stepped out.

"Alex. I didn't expect to see you here," she said, her eyes flicking briefly to me.

"We need to talk," he growled, "It's about Scorpia."

Her eyes flicked back to me. She seemed to know why I was here now. Hesitating no further she took us upstairs to Alan Blunts office. Nervously I followed Alex in, taking a seat beside him.

"Now, what is this about?" Mrs. Jones asked.

Alex started from the start and told them what I had told him. They were surprisingly calm about it; not interrupting with expressionless faces.

Eventually Alex finished saying, "And I won't let you pull me out of school again. I've got enough to catch up on as it is."

"Very well," Blunt said, speaking for the first time, "Mrs. Jones, contact the SAS and tell them they'll be having a group of selected children staying at Brecon Beacons for about a month then ring Brookland and inform them the SAS think it would be a good job experience for a group of children to experience life as a soldier," he turned to look back at Alex, "You'll leave on Monday. We'd like to speak to Miss Kovac in private."

Fuming Alex left, leaving me with the two heads of MI6. I was positively scared until they started asking questions, they only wanted to know about Scorpia. I told them as much as I could without completely giving Scorpia out and eventually they let me leave.

I met Alex downstairs wondering what we'd do until Monday. Two agents were standing with him.

"These are our new body guards until we leave," he said grumpily.

"Alex, I'm sorry, I really am."

"I know," his expression softened slightly, "Let's go. You can stay at my place till Monday."

I stayed at Alex's Saturday night before realizing I'd need all my stuff for a month at Brecon Beacons. Jack dropped me home Sunday afternoon along with my new tag along. I told her she didn't have to wait around so she went back to her place.

I stopped outside me bedroom door and turned to face my bodyguard, "You stay right here. There is no way in hell you are coming into my room."

"I've been told to protect you and that's what I'm going to do. You're not leaving my side."

"The hell I'm not. I've taken care of myself for years. I can look after myself now, even from Scorpia. You stay here!"

He shook his head, "You're staying in my line of sight."

I smirked, "Fine. I'll leave the door open and you stay here," and with that I walked into my bedroom with the door half open.

I packed everything into one bag, clothes, phone, tracker etc. Soon I was ready bar one thing.

"I'm going to the bathroom." I said heading to the bathroom closest to the forest.

The agent waited right outside the door as I went in and locked it behind me. Quickly I pulled a small two way radio out of my pocket. I held down the speak button, knowing the other end would receive static. Flushing the toilet I waited for the reply and turned on the taps.

"Adrienne?"

"Quiet. I've got an MI6 agent right outside the door. I'm in the bathroom closest the forest. There'll be a note on the bottom of a draw. Don't bother reply. I've got to go. Be careful in whatever you're doing. Bye."

Not waiting to see if he replied I turned my radio off and dumped it in the draw before pulling the draw right out. Quickly I wrote the note on a spare piece of paper from my pocket, stuck it on the underside and slid the draw back in. Turning the taps off I happily walked out.

"Took your time," the bodyguard growled as we headed to the front steps to wait for Jack to pick us up. He stood in front of me surveying the area constantly. It was quite annoying actually.

Eventually the little mini came into sight and we drove silently back to Alex's.

Monday came around and soon enough Alex, seven other kids – most boys unfortunately - and I were loaded onto a plane, before being flown to Wales and getting onboard an SAS unimog, driving away to Brecon Beacons. Overall the trip was boring! I hated it. We didn't do anything. Alex and I talked a little but everyone, especially Alex and I was apprehensive. Eventually we got there. The first thought in my head? Mud. All completely mud. Not that I minded that. Alex and I shared a look before climbing out, last I might add.

We followed a sergeant to a group of huts, standing in front of it were four men.

"This is K-Unit. They'll be your CO's while you're here and you will listen to them!" the sergeant yelled.

I almost laughed when the other seven kids jumped; they weren't ready for anything like this. The sergeant climbed back into the truck and drove off. Quickly I took in the four men. One of them quite obviously was the leader. He was short and muscular, with dark skin and close-cropped black hair. The three others stood behind him and as far as I could tell, respected him, a lot. To his right, was a taller man, with less build and a very, very nasty looking face. Let's put it this way, I wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of either of them. Beside him was a man with a slightly maybe Scottish look to him and a much friendlier face, the medic of the group would be my guess. The fourth member was by far the shortest and possibly the youngest as well. He didn't seem to fit in so much to the group so I'm guessing the newest member as well. He wasn't too bad looking either; muscular with short, dirty, blond hair and hard blue eyes.

All four pairs of eyes flicked over us once, twice, three times before settling on Alex.

"Okay! We are not here to coddle you and you are not here to be coddled! You're here to learn! You will call me Wolf, nothing else! This is Eagle, Snake and Weasel."

The other kids were wincing with almost every word and looking like they wished they hadn't come. Honestly, I wasn't surprised. They weren't used to this and they definitely weren't cut out for the SAS.

Wolf carried on talking, interrupting my thoughts, "When I say your name go stand in your group. These will be the people you are sleeping with, eating with and working with. Felix, Riley, Tom. You're with Weasel in barrack one. Harry, Jonas, Sam, with Eagle, barrack four. Sarah, Adrienne and Alex you'll be with Snake and I, barrack eight. You have two minutes to take your gear to your barrack and get back here! Now move!"

Alex and I raced off; the other kids obviously scared of the SAS weren't far behind us. We grabbed our single bag each and ran around, almost in circles, trying to find barrack eight. I looked over at the SAS men, wondering if it was a joke and there was no eight. A small movement caught my eye. Snake subtlely pointed behind us. Spinning I jogged in that direction, barrack eight loomed in front of me.

Alex and I raced through the door, Sarah a moment behind us. Instinctively I checked the room. There were only three doors; the one we came in, one directly opposite and one in a corner, leading to a toilet maybe. Small windows sat high on the walls and below them lay four beds, each with a set of draws beside them. I threw my bag on what seemed to be an unoccupied bed in the far corner, Alex chose his opposite mine and Sarah beside me. I wasn't sure how long we had taken to find the hut but it seemed like longer than two minutes.

Quickly we darted back out the door and ran back to the SAS men. Even though our hut was furthest away we were first back. The other kids seemed to be taking their time. I honestly felt sorry for them. Wolf quickly stormed into barrack twenty.

"When I say two minutes I mean two minutes!" he screamed at them, "Unless you want to be running until nightfall get outside now and be quicker next time!"

The three boys ran almost terrified out of the hut. The other boys in barrack nineteen seemed to have heard as well and came sprinting out, lining up beside me and Alex. Wolf stood in front of us again, glaring at us. I gotta admit he's got the whole glare thing going really well; it'd have any normal person shaking in their boots, or close to it.

"If I say two minutes I expect you to do it in less than! I do not want to come to get you!"

I zoned out slightly, he was starting to get very repetitive and he yelled a lot. I wouldn't be surprised if his unit was deaf. I wondered how Yassen was going, hell, I wondered what he was doing now he didn't have to kill Alex. Oh yeah, I'd forgotten about that. Instantly I felt bad. He was just a kid, even though he screwed up a lot of major plans, but he saved a lot of lives; I suppose that's good.

"Kovac! Are you listening to me?"

It took me a moment to remember that was my name. Nervously I looked up at Wolf, "Um, sorta." I murmured.

"Speak up!"

"Sort of!" I shouted back at him.

He smirked, "Good. Now that I've got your attention do twenty press ups."

I growled softly as I dropped down and started doing it slowly. They were easy enough for me and I could've had them done quickly but hopefully he wouldn't talk while I was doing them and I could think without being bloody interrupted again. My thoughts drifted back to Yassen again. I couldn't help it; he was more like a close brother than a father. No one would probably be able to see him as a father; especially these people. Maybe Scorpia had pulled him back to Italy and given him a new job. I hoped he was okay, the bullet was damn close to his heart and it still hurt occasionally, thought he hid it well, but didn't Alex get shot in the chest as well, and more recently. I wonder if he's okay.

"Kovac!"