A/N: HEY! Ha, ha! Wanna hear something funny? Lol :)
Okay so in my 20th Century class we have to do these book talk things on the book we just read. And this boy is talking about Ark Angel and he's like "and Alex Rider is apart of M-I-6…" and I'm just thinking; Wth? It's M-16!!!
And just today I'm reading Point Blank (because my mom though I haven't read that book yet even though I asked for Snakehead… lol, oh well ;D) and I look at the back and it says "MI6"… and I'm staring at it for 5 minutes because I couldn't get over the fact that for 2 years I've been the thinking it's M16!!! Lol
So that's it…
ON WITH THE STORY!!
In the middle of the night, Jordan Nommack's eyes were closed and a silent snore escaped her light pink lips. Alex Rider, her may-or-may-not-be boyfriend was at home, still awake, and praying that she was all right on her sick bed in the elite London hospital.
Just downstairs a fifteen-year-old girl was walking straight through the doors as if she owned the whole hospital.
"May I help you?" the twenty-some security guard at the front desk asked as he eyed her lean and slightly muscular body with a sly smile.
This didn't get past the girl.
"Yes, where is Jordan Nommack's room?" she asked, flashing her bright white teeth in a sweet smile to the cocky man.
He composed himself and tried to remember the job he was entitled to.
"No visitors after ten," he told her sternly but she just smiled again.
"Oh really…?" she pouted and walked around the desk so she could stand close up to him.
He gulped. "Um… yes?" it sounded more like a question than a statement.
"That's too bad…" she purred then quickly whipped out a small black device and stuck it into his bicep.
She watched with pleasure as he shook violently as the taser electrocuted his body. When she moved it away three seconds later he fell flat to the ground and flopped around like a fish out of water.
"Now…" she whispered in his ear as tears welled up in his eyes, "what room is Jordan Nommack staying in?"
"I'll look it up," his voice trembled.
"Good choice," she smiled and helped him up and sit at the desk.
It took him less than ten seconds to look her up which made her smile pleasingly at him.
"One-sixteen," her told her as soon as it loaded onto the search system.
"Excellent," and then she grabbed his shoulders and threw him to the ground like rag doll and then kicked his stomach with her pointy-toed, leather boots and her curled up in the fetal position.
Before he could sit up she strapped his hands together with handcuffs and then tied him to the leg of the desk.
"Hey!" he tried to shout but she strapped the duct tape over his mouth before his he could even make a peep.
His eyes widened as she removed his weapons and a walkie-talkie from his pants without even hesitating.
"Thanks, hun, you've been a doll!" she told him then kissed his cheek before taking off for the elevator.
When she entered room one-sixteen the girl found Jordan sound asleep in her hospital bed.
"Hey Jordan!" she whisper-shouted in her ear and then slapped her cheek lightly.
"Huh?" she whispered before looking up at the teenage girl.
"Yeah, Jordan, I'd like to sleep too but there's no time for that now!"
"Avery?" Jordan whispered with a full amount of surprise.
"Yeah, yeah, it's me," Avery rolled her eyes and smiled.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Jordan's tone became serious and her eyes narrowed.
"Jeesh, is that the way you're going to treat an old friend?" she chuckled.
Jordan thought about his for a moment and then smiled apologetically.
"Sorry."
"That's what I thought."
And then a wave of awkwardness filled the empty space around them until Jordan couldn't handle it.
"How'd you get pass the guard?" Jordan finally asked.
"Taser," Avery smiled and waved the black device like prize.
"That's very civil… for you."
"Well I think Yassen would be suspicious if a killing happened at a high secured hospital with an untraceable gun in the victims chest!" Avery chuckled but Jordan winced at the word 'Yassen'.
"You're still with them?" Jordan whispered making Avery sigh.
"Jordan… I'm not like you, and I never will be. I see killing people as a business when you see it as a last resort. What you did to him was-."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Horrible, unacceptable, and stupid," Jordan finished with a clear shot of annoyance in her voice.
Silence was, yet again, present.
"Maybe it was a mistake coming here," Avery finally whispered.
"Yes, indeed it was," Jordan, agreed with a sigh.
Before her friend turned to leave she stared at her with promising eyes.
"I will never go against you, Jordan, not matter what sides we are on."
Jordan nodded.
"Same as I," Avery nodded and then left leaving Jordan alone.
Yet again.
The next morning, Alex showed up with a bouquet of daises and a wide, heart-warming smile.
"Hey, Jordan," he smiled then kissed her on the lips. To her dismay he broke it off quickly and held out the flowers to her.
"Aww… thanks, Alex!" she smiled and then set them on the table next to her.
"Did you know that someone broke into the hospital last night?" he asked quickly making a brick fall into the bottom of her stomach.
"You're kidding!" she exclaimed while trying to stop the guilt from entering her face.
"Well they didn't truly break in," he explained, "but the person tasered the guard and handcuffed to the desk!"
"Wow… what did they want?" she fake-wondered hoping that he wasn't trying to catch her in a lie.
"The news didn't say…" he told her and then they were silent. He was trying to think of all the possibilities while Jordan was hoping that he didn't know any of the dirty details.
"Do you know when they will release you?" he asked, trying to change the subject.
"Two days," she smiled happily, "but I still have to go back in for physical therapy," she added.
"Well… at least you won't have to lay here all day!" he told her, trying to make light of the subject.
"Yeah… but I don't have a home, Alex," she reminded him making his face fall.
"Hold on for a sec," Alex to her and then left the room and flipped out his cell phone.
From her room, Jordan could only hear his mumbled voice speak into his silver Motorola Razor until, finally, he entered the room again, happy as a clam.
"I fixed it!" he told her proudly.
"Huh?"
"You're staying with me… well, and Jack," he added.
"What?"
"Yeah! I talked to her on the phone and she told me that she could fix up the quest bedroom for you. It's perfect!" Jordan though about it for a moment but then smiled when she realized all of the possibilities that could happen if she moved in with Alex…. Until her house was rebuilt, at least.
"That sounds… great, Alex!" she exclaimed enthusiastically.
He smiled at her and then leaned down and kissed her slowly on the lips.
They broke apart only moments later when they heard the nurse walk into the room.
"Oh!" she blushed, "I'm sorry!"
"That's okay," Jordan reassured with a smile and nodded to her.
Nothing could ruin her spirits then.
A/N: Hey everyone!
You know the drill…
Review! Review! Review!!
Anyways, at first I wasn't sure on where I was going with this chapter but now that I finished it, it has given me a clear window for the future.
And I think you guys know that future too :)
Hopefully :D
I don't think it will happen the next chapter but the one after that…
Oh yes… it will be a fun time for Alex and Jordan
Mostly Alex ;)
God Bless!
~Hannah~