Sorry it's taken so long everyone. I've had so much stuff going on with boys, friends and exams. Because I've taken so long I'll have the next chapter up before the end of a week.

Hope you all enjoy =)

CHAP 5

"Kovac!" Weasel shouted.

Surprised I glanced over my shoulder, I had forgotten about the others.

"That's enough." Wolf growled.

I looked down at my opponent, remembering who it was and where I was. Dropping my hands I stepped back, quickly masking my shocked face.

"S-sorry." I murmured moving back to stand with the other kids as Weasel helped Snake up.

He turned to face me. I looked up at his face but refused to meet his eyes. For some reason he grinned.

"You fight well, kid. Who'd you learn that off?"

I looked down, my hands fidgeting behind my back, "My father."

Snake laughed, "Well, it'd be good to have someone who can fight like that here."

I almost burst out laughing. Yassen? Here? Oh gosh it'd be suicide. Slowly the martial arts lesson continued. Alex ended up fighting Eagle while I helped teach the other boys. After an hour the lesson ended and we had to clean the floor before we were allowed free time to sort out our barracks. Alex and I slowly trudged back to barrack twenty three in silence. Except for helping teach I hadn't said a word since my conversation with Snake.

"You okay?" Alex asked.

"Fine."

"What happened in there?"

I shook my head, trying to remember, "Honestly, I'm not sure. I, I guess I got distracted. I thought. No. It doesn't matter. Don't worry."

Without realizing it we were already back at the hut. Slipping back into silence we walked inside. I fell on the bed beside my bag, sitting there staring at it for a moment before reluctantly opening it. With in five minutes all my clothes in the draws, albeit a little messy.

Making sure Alex and Sarah were busy I pulled up a corner of the bag's fake bottom. Sighing I pulled out one of the few hidden objects. A small photo frame, barely bigger than my hand. Four photographs had been squeezed into it.

One from the first time I met Yassen; I was four. It had been taken at a beach house, I couldn't remember where. All I could remember was joy, I finally had a father.

The photo beside it I was nine; a year before my mum was murdered. Taken at our house in London. At that age I was starting to wonder what my father did as a job. I didn't mind that I never found out the answer those holidays I just loved the fact he was back and playing soccer with me.

I almost shuddered at the next one. My heart had been full of hatred and revenge then. Half because of Scorpia but also half because of me. It was a photo of Yassen and me in Venice. I had just got back from London. I had just killed for the first time. Like I said, my heart was full of hatred and revenge. I didn't thinking twice about killing him. He made it personal when he took my mother from me.

The last one was my favourite. I was thirteen and we took a holiday. Surprising for an assassin isn't it but there were no jobs coming in for us so we decided to make the best of it, doing extreme sports. The photo was taken right after we had both landed a BASE jump and were still on adrenaline highs.

The door crashed open. I jumped and shoved the photo away resealing the fake bottom. It was Wolf and Snake. Ignoring them I went back to my bag. There was one photo not hidden away. Slowly I took a look at it. My mother. My warm, beautiful, loving mother. Anger rose inside me again, I wanted to kill him again. He deserved to die a thousand painful deaths. I gave him a quick death which is more than he did for my mother. Angrily I shoved the photo back into my bag and stormed out the door, knowing the others were watching me.

I didn't know where I was going, just away. I wanted away from everything and everyone. Without realizing I broke into a sprint. I wished Yassen was here, well not here at an SAS camp that would be stupid, but just with me. Gosh that sounds pathetic. But it's not; I wish he were here because he'd be growling at me to get myself under control. I was being irrational and emotional he would say. And I would realize he was right and I would get my emotions under control.

Sighing I slowed back to a walk before turning and jogging back to my barrack. I was in control now, not my emotions and that's the way it'll stay. I was about to walk back through the door when I heard Wolf mention 'Cub.' Normally there would be nothing wrong with that but something just didn't seem right. Making sure no one was in sight I put my ear to the door.

"What you been doing since Point Blanc?" Wolf asked.

"Just school." Alex lied, "that was a one off thing."

"Hey did you get that get well card Wolf sent ya?"

Wolf growled, sounding like he was about to punch Snake, "How did you know about that?"

"Um, ah, through the grapevine."

"Snake-"

No matter how much I liked listening to this conversation I figured I should go in, merely because Wolf sounded like he wanted to strangle Snake, and I was getting cramp in my legs. I pushed the door open quickly and walked in. Alex was on his bed. Snake was on his looking slightly nervous and Wolf, well Wolf was advancing on the Scottish looking very much like he wanted to kill him.

"Um, what'd I miss?" I asked, though I knew exactly what.

Alex laughed, "Just some murderous wishes."

"Cub!" Wolf growled.

I lifted an eyebrow as I sat on my bed and looked at Alex, "Cub?" I laughed, "That sounds quite pathetic."

"Oh, shut it Drie."

I laughed before asking, "Where's Sarah?"

"Toilet I think." Alex answered, "Or with Felix."

I nodded and dug through my draws for a clean top. Finding one I preceded to take the one I was wearing off. I was sitting there in my singlet when I noticed everyone. Alex was trying not to look at me but failing horribly, his eyes kept flicking to and from me, a look of surprise on his face. Snake had gone slightly red and had turned away while Wolf had turned away as well and looked like he should be red.

"What?" I demanded.

"Um, Addy. You just took you're top off." Alex pointed out dumbly.

"Yeah, I realize that. What's your point?"

"Ah, we're all guys."

"So… oh," now I see why they all looked so uncomfortable, "I do it all the time," I protested, "and I've always got a singlet on. It's no different than you guys taking yours off."

Alex shook his head. I glared at him and put the clean top on, "happy now?"

He grinned, much to my annoyance, "Yup. Though, it was nice to see you in a tight singlet."

I grabbed my pillow and before he knew it he had three flying at his head.

"Pervert!" I growled as he threw them back to their original owners.

I caught it, shoved it behind me and lay back. If only life was always like this. Once again my thoughts drifted to my father. I couldn't seem to stop thinking about him. Maybe it was because I always knew where he was on a mission and what he was doing. Maybe it was because I was so far from civilization. I don't know, and I didn't intend to find out. I hoped he was okay, wherever he was. He's probably safer than I am if they found out about me. I'm like a lamb in the lions den. Pretending to be a lion that is. Constantly keeping up a disguise, knowing if it drops I'm dead. It was quite tiring too and not as easy as it sounds.

"You two have ten minutes then we want you outside ready to do the assault course." Wolf said as he and Snake left.

I sat up, looking at Alex and once the door was shut I asked, "So you've been here before, Cub?"

"Yeah, um," he couldn't think of anything to call me, "I have."

"So you know the in's and out's of this place?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Just wondering." I said, lying back, effectively ending the conversation as Sarah walked back in and lay on her bed.

Ten minutes later we were lined up outside in pants, t-shirt and shoes. The sky over head had darkened with clouds and threatened to rain on us. I glanced up and almost prayed it would. Stuff was so much more exciting to do in mud.

"You're all going to do the assault course! Together! That means you help each other and go as fast as the slowest person!" Wolf shouted at us.

Personally I was getting really sick of him yelling at us. Why couldn't he just talk quietly for once? Silently we jogged off to the obstacle course as a group with Eagle and Wolf in front and Weasel and Snake behind us. Soon we reached the start. The first obstacle was a simple flat wall about two people high that we had to climb over.

I looked at Alex and we nodded. We both knew what we had to do. Alex linked his fingers together and held his hands at knee height.

"Riley," he said, "Help me get Adrienne up."

Riley nodded and copied Alex. I wasn't sure if I could trust him but figured he wouldn't purposely drop me with the SAS men ten metres away. Putting my hands on their shoulders I put my foot into Alex's hands first, then jumped slightly and slipped my foot into Riley's. Slowly they lifted me. I stayed crouched with my hands on their shoulders balancing me. Once their arms were completely extended and they were standing, I stood up. My fingers found tiny cracks between the planks to help me up. Soon my fingers curled over the top.

"You can move." I said to the boys below me, knowing they couldn't push me up more.

They shifted away and I immediately felt my whole weight. I knew I wouldn't be able to pull myself all the way up, not with just my fingers over the edge. Slowly I swung to either side. Far to one side I let go of that hand and slipped my arm over. Quickly I shifted my other arm over the top and hefted myself up. Now, I was sitting on the top, one leg on either side.

"This isn't cub scouts! Get moving! You're a bunch of double O nothings!" Wolf shouted at us.

Quickly I looked down. Alex and Riley had got Felix and were lifting him up. I reached down and grabbed one of his arms as he stood up. He held his other arm up and I grabbed his wrist. Alex and Riley moved away and I pulled Felix up as his feet walked the wall. Once sitting on top he grabbed the rope hanging on the other side and slid down. Over and over we did the same thing until there was only Alex left, lifting Riley. I pulled Riley over and watched him go down the other side before looking back at Alex.

"Any ideas?" he asked, "I could try jump."

I shook my head, "You wouldn't make it. Hold on. I've got an idea."

I shifted to the middle of the wall and grabbed the rope. Pulling my foot up I twisted the rope around my ankle before winding it a couple of times around my other foot and holding them tight together. After tucking my shirt into my pants I slowly leant backwards until I was upside down, ignoring the strain on my core and slid carefully down the rope until my hands could reach Alex's if he outstretched his arms.

"You're mad."

I rolled my eyes, "Tell me something I don't know. Now, hurry up and give me your hands! We don't have all day."

Slowly he reached up and grabbed my wrists. Wrapping my hands around his wrists I tried to pull us back up.

Growling I looked down at him, "You'll have to climb up. I can't pull us both," I said before murmuring to myself, "And if I had of thought this through properly, you'd be holding onto my ankles."

Hesitantly he pulled himself up; his hands grabbing clothes and skin. His hand curled around my t-shirt, pulling the bottom out from my pants. It fell down, almost covering my face. Thankfully my singlet didn't follow and only revealed a small section of toned stomach.

"Hey! Watch it!" I growled, "Here, give me your feet."

I cupped my hands and he put a foot on each. Slowly, with his hands uncomfortably working their way up my body, I lifted him until he could get his arms over the top. Immediately I felt the difference on my arms. Alex pulled himself up and held his hand down for me. Gratefully I took it and he pulled me upright.

"Lady's first."

I stuck out my tongue before untangling my legs and falling down the rope, with Alex a second behind me.

I glared at the others, "Well come on, move!"