here is chapter 3! i know i havent updated in a while, but its been busy. anyways so i hope you like this chapter. i dont really think its that good and im not too sure but tell me what you think by reviewing! oh and i will try and make my chapters longer next time!

I had a nice sleep, dreaming about being at school with my best friends Rosie, Erin and Layla. Yes! Me dreaming about being in school! Never thought that would ever ever happen. But it was ruined when my dad starting calling me from the other side of the playground. Then I realised I was still dreaming and that in real life he was waking me up. Stupid dads!

I would've come round slowly, but when someone is shaking you awake with quite a lot of force, waking up seems to come quickly.

"What?" I groaned, sitting up groggily.

Under normal circumstances, my dad would've laughed, I would have scowled, and we'd end up having a pillow fight or something. But Noooo! He looked at me seriously and just said "we heard some movement in the corridor." In a monotone voice. It was then it registered to me that this was a side of my dad I had never seen before: his serious, work personality. He must have two different personalities!

"Oh" I whispered, looking around the room. Alex was in the corner, twisting his fingers and glaring daggers at the floor. Snake was sitting to the right of my dad, who had me in his arms still, Fox was on the other side, and Wolf was leaning his head against the wall, obviously listening for movement from the other side.

I yawned, getting glances from dad, Snake and Fox for some reason, but with a well-placed glare they quickly looked away. I stood up and sat down next to Alex. I could feel the stares from all the men, who didn't have their ears up against doors, staring my back down, but I ignored these and focused on him.

As I slid down as close as I could, considering he was in a corner, he looked up in general surprise and I smiled at him.

"Morning Alex! Or should I say after noon? Or maybe its evening? I don't know were stuck in a damn cell room! So how are you anyways? Good sleep? I had a very nice sleep but its kinda embarrassing sleeping in your dad's arms but I don't care because believe it or not he's actually very comfy!"

I paused for a second, before continuing to babble pointlessly about pointless stuff. I almost laughed when I heard Snake mutter something along the lines of "talk about chip off the old block! It's like two flipping Eagle's!" I think even Wolf may have sniggered at that, although you can never be sure really. The man doesn't laugh or smile very often!

My babbling continued for a while, and even after I was getting glares from nearly all men in the room, with the exception of my dad who was actually listening to what I said, I continued. At first Alex just regarded me coldly and seemed to be hearing but not listening, but after about 5 minutes he started really hearing and even talking back to me. Hehe my plan was working!

You see, many people call me devious. I tend to discreetly do things which people never understand, but they work. Also, one of my favourite motto thingy's is 'kill two birds with one stone'. Not as in I like killing birds because I'm an animal lover and would never do that, but the motto thing means that you get to things accomplished with merely one thing. I wanted to tell Alex all about myself and distract everyone at the same time. If everyone were to focus on what was happening all around us then we would already be at each other's throats, mainly the men of course.

And I hated it when people argued.

I was currently talking about my child hood hamster munchkin when the door flew open, clanging loudly again the disgusting wall behind it.

Silence struck like a lightning bolt until a man burst in, flanked by 4 very big, mean looking men with very big mean looking guns. I gulped.

I looked at the other man. From the way he stood, I figured he might just be the leader. He had short dark orange hair, almost a browny kind of colour it was so dark, tanned skin that may have freckles on, but in the harsh light I couldn't see properly. His eyes were deep green, the life erase; but they still glistened. It was a maniacs eyes, matched with a smile for that, revealing straight bright white teeth. His nose may once have been broken from the slightly off angle, but apart from that he was generally rather handsome, if it had not been for that smile.

That sardonic maniac's smile, that reached his eyes in the unnatural, wrong way.

Linked with cruelness, insanity. She hadn't even heard him speak and yet she knew he was a cold hearted killer.

"Hello everyone." He greeted, fake cheerfulness etched in his deep, rich voice. I had been so busy analysing the man that I hadn't noticed the unit had moved. My father was now next to me, merely centimetres away, crouching down but still holding somewhat of a protective stance. You ask how I hadn't noticed that, saying it was ridiculous, but I tell you that I get distracted and very focused easily. Snake was standing in front of Alex, leaving Fox and Wolf to stand in front of the rest of us. It made me feel kind of stupid that I was just sitting there behind them like a helpless little girl, but at the same time I felt protected, and … safe.

No one had replied to his introductionary comment, making him frown for some reason. I mean serious? Talk about stupid. I was resisting the urge to roll my eyes.

"Well you're a friendly lot! Anyways. My name's Olivandronnes Rostivlav Gregorovitch, ring a bell Mr Rider?"

Okay, so now I was confused. I looked over to Alex to see him pale and near shaking, staring wide eyed and the crazy man addressing us all.

The man smiled again, but it was different this time. There was something else there, something strong and near hidden.

Satisfaction.

At Alex's reaction.

The unit had remained silent, and I was kind of confused to why. They had been at my house quite a bit, and too be honest they had never been anywhere near to quiet.

"Why have you captured us?" Wolf growled, smashing the silence with it. Anyone would have cowered at that, not me of course; the man didn't scare me. My dad had gone to the funeral of my great aunt about 6 months ago and I had been on a sugar high; it had been Rosie's idea to have lucozade and smarties and wind the man up till he was ready to strangle me. I decided that I liked that idea. It had driven the man so crazy and wound him up soooo much that I was in a giggling fit so extreme I was struggling to breathe with the laughter. He had picked me up and pinned me on the sofa till I had fallen asleep. He had then smirked at seeing me asleep and sabotaged it as hard as he could. I know you are wondering how I knew all this, but the truth is I had out my 13 hour battery video on record, hidden in the lounge. Everything humiliating I had done to him was on tape. Oh and you tube! Although I had cut the end where I was asleep. Then I had posted on facebook and let the magic take place…it had been hilarious when a red faced wolf burst in our house at 2:30 am! Hehe the look on my dad's face!

But the man didn't flinch as he stepped nearer to the furious SAS soldier in front of him. "I have captured you, your precious unit, your teenage spy and your comrade's idiot daughter because I have been ordered too."

Oh. Well the man definitely was blunt but barely said anything.

Wait. Did he just call me an idiot?