Chapter 12:
Disclaimer: I don't own Alex.
A/N: All right here's the last chapter for this story but look for the sequel called Run Cold. The sequel is going to be more action packed than this one.
Max smiled as she pulled the bandages off Alex's arm, the wound had healed leaving only a scar. He turned and kissed her softly she kissed him back. They were back at the barracks in England. Max had decided to immigrate to England and to work for MI6. They had readily accepted her into the MI6 ranks.
"All right enough with the mushy stuff," called Wolf from across the room good heartedly.
"What are you jealous?" asked Alex.
Wolf turned up his nose and the whole group laughed. There was a knock on the door and Wolf went to get it. A man stepped into the room. He didn't look like a military man and he was nervous she could see.
"Could I speak to Maxine?" asked the man.
Max tensed. How did this guy know her name? Why did he want to talk to her? She nodded at the others. When they were out of the room she turned to the man.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"Max, this may come as a surprise to you but I'm…well…I'm you god father," he said.
Max stood frozen in shock but she saw the man smirk and she remembered something she had learned. When her father died the CIA could not find any living relatives.
"You're lying," she said.
"No I'm not. I knew your father very well," said the man.
Max back away from him. Just then the door burst inward.
"Max, get away from him, he's not a friend," cried Wolf.
As if on queue the man drew a gun and pointed it at her chest. She froze as did the others. The man's demeanor had changed. He was no longer nervous.
"Move and I'll kill her," said the man.
"What do you want?" asked Max, he voice strong.
"I want you to come with me. My boss has something to discuss with you," replied her foe.
"Max, don't listen, he'll kill you," said Alex.
"Shut up or I'll shoot you," said the man turning his head to look at Alex.
Max took the distraction and kicked the gun out of the man's hand. She grabbed his wrist and twisted it viciously. The man fell to the ground and went unconscious since his head hit the floor. The others came over.
"Remind me not to piss you off anytime soon," said Fox.
They had a short laugh.
"Why was he here to get me?" Max mused out loud.
"I don't know but it's fishy," said Alex.
They shrugged as Eagle went to get someone to reprimand the attacker.
A/N: Yeah I know this chapter was short but you get a present. A peek into Run Cold, the sequel to Cold Run.
Run Cold
Prologue:
The frozen cut through the man's coat as he stood looking at the Northern Lights. He would observe the lights for a few minutes then go get some sleep. He could hear nothing but the wind whistling over the frozen wasteland of Antarctica. It would be another month before the winter here would stop and it would be light for six months. Suddenly his phone rang and he answered.
"Yes," he said into the phone.
"Did you do it?" asked the voice on the other side of the phone.
"Yes, they're dead. I made sure of it. Send someone to retrieve me as soon as you can," said the man.
He closed the phone and watched the lights turn red, the same color of the snow inside the safety tent.