If anyone were to ask Alex if Jack had taken news well, he would have laughed in their face.

He was packing. Despite his arguing, she had called her parents and set up Alex staying with them. He had argued at first when she called them, she yelled OK, the result was him stuffing a suitcase with a pair of pants.

He was running away. Sure he was being forced, but how hard was he really trying to stop it? He had argued and given up. And now he was packing. In all honesty, he hadn't tried very hard to win. Maybe part of him wanted to leave, save himself. He kicked the bed. He was getting weak.

He had made up his mind. He put on his old PE clothes and his running shoes. Slipping a little white card in his shorts. He walked to the door. Jack was at the couch.

"Where are you going?" she asked, eying him.

"Out for a run, I'll be back in a hour." he didn't even wait for wait for a response. He walked out the door. He pulled the card out.

He smiled despite himself. In the fight with Wolf, he had stolen his wallet. It had been easy, with both of them trying so hard to stay alive, Wolf hadn't even guessed. Call it impulsive, call it stupid, but you would also have to call it smart. He had Wolfs drivers license. Which had his address on it. Sure he had been worried about it being fake, but what choice did he have? He couldn't go anywhere else. He pulled out the address which wasn't very far luckily, if he sprinted it would only take him 15 minutes, he had wished he more time now.

He told Jack a hour. Under normal circumstances he would be aloud to be out for 4 or 5 hours till Jack started to worry, but now, even with him saying a hour, he would be lucky to be gone for only 15 minutes before Jack started to freak out.

He started to run. And something occurred to him, Wolf lived close to him. There was no well in Hell that was a coincidence, having one agent so close to him. They did that to keep a eye on him. Now it was going to help him. He needed someone to convince Jack to let him stay, and if it took a couple of armed forces, so be it. He wasn't going to be running away.

After about ten minutes he noticed a tail, a blue car had just passed him for the third time. It wasn't MI6. He didn't know how he knew, but he was sure he was right.

The thing about tails is, to get ride of them properly you need more than a hour, which he couldn't do. So he would just have to throw them off for a bit, and hope they loose him for good.

He pulled out his phone. And did the last thing that any agent would do in his position. He called the cops. He let the phone ring. Not after to long, a young female voice answered the phone.

"Hello-"

"There is a blue car on 34th street its been fallowing a young boy," he made his voice sound famine, he hoped it didn't sound fake. He started to talk fast. "This is serious miss! I saw them carrying guns. Big black guns! You know the ones that you see in movies? I think they are going to hurt him!"

"Ma'am, I need you to calm down, whats your name?"

Thats what he had been afraid of, he couldn't make something up, because they could check the name. And he couldn't just refuse to give a name, that too would make them suspicious. He deiced to play scared.

"I'm going to go now! I'm going to see if he needs help!" Alex hung up the phone and hide in bushes by the sidewalk. He pulled out the SG card in the phone, and turned it off. He put it on the ground. He loved his new phone, he wished he didn't have to smash it. But he remembered that a phone position could be tracked by the cops, and he didn't need to take any chances.

He waited as the blue car stopped and people began to look for him. He heard the cops pull up. He heard the cops get out.

It worked. After less then 5 minutes, both the cops and the blue car people were to preoccupied to notice that a boy had just appeared out of the bushes.
He ran the last five minutes to the house. Going faster than he dared to push himself before, trying to make up for lost time. He turned on the the right street. And started to look at house numbers. Stopping at the house. He pulled out the license to double check. This was the place. He noticed that there were no cars in the driveway, but he wasn't surprised. He was sure Wolf had parked a couple blocks away.

He rung the doorbell . He heard some shuffling inside, then the door opened.

"Cub, what the bloody hell-"

"I need your help."

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^^Yes curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back. I hope you like the new chapter.

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