Alright! There ya go, chapter three, all up and ready for you eager readers, I'm going to be perfectly honest, I didn't think this story would be as big of a hit as it seems to be so THANK YOU! Oh, here's a little note to everyone from me, I've been getting a lot of comments on my grammar, and that's totally fine, I actually appreciate it because it makes me more aware. But I think I'll give an explanation anyway. I'm dyslexic so spelling and grammar are not my strong suits. That being said, I wouldn't be against someone proof reading my work. So if you're interested, message me or comment. Anyway that's all. Enjoy!

A dark grey cloud covered the city of New York. No rain but you could smell it in the air. The high wind speeds caused the ocean to push bigger waves forward. It was a good thing that Alex Mercer wasn't superstisous, otherwise he'd might suspect that today's weather forecast was a bad omen. Not that something like that would derail him of his goal. 'Get in, get out. Plain and simple. Kill all in the way on your way in, lay off on your way out.' Alex thought. A crackle of thunder sent his eyes to the sky. Bad omen or not, Alex didn't feel like getting rained on today. So he jumped from his perch on top of some smoke tower a couple docks away from the warehouse he was going to infalltrate. After slamming the ground and scaring off a flock f seagulls, another crack of thunder roared. At first, Alex thought he broke the dock, but after it staying still he dismissed the idea and looked back up to the smoke tower. A flash of light crossed the sky that made Alex chuckle nervously. "Good timing Mercer..." he whispered to himself. He turned away from the tower, which happened to be the tallest in the area, and crossed the street.

It was just past eleven now and a poor jogger had the unpleasant chance of running right into Alex when he was looking for a disguised. Upon contact, Alex grabbed the women's arm and glared at her. She took in a startled breath and was about to apologize when his other hand wrapped around her neck and gave a twist, stepping into her as he did so. The jogger then continued to jog.

Both feeling and hearing the change in his pocket, Alex turned into a coffee shop kitty corner to the warehouse. The warehouse itself happened to be one of the only boat part dealerships that wasn't completely wreaked and was actually open for business before the quarnine. After buying a newspaper and ordering a chi latte, Alex sat down in one of the outside tables. He told the coffee maker not to bring the tea to him for another half hour.

Once seated outside, Alex started his investigation. First off, why this warehouse? Blackwatch always chose their locations for a reason but what was the reason for this location. The only conclusion was that they had found out how his molecules would react when they had contact with water. But he was going to be inside nice and dry. And not to mention that this building was renovated eight years ago so the chances of a leak through the roof was slim to none. Alex scraped the water idea. Maybe the warehouse wasn't actually for boat parts? No, he had been here before with a coulege from work. It was normal locking and the only thing they didn't look at was the basement when they went.

Alex pinched his nose. This wasn't working. Alex put his chin on his fists and rested his arms on the table. In the distance, to the right slightly, you could just make out the shadow of the bridge back to the main land. Looking at the sillotte brought another fact to Alex's mind. There wasn't a base or hive anywhere near here. This was one of the cleanest spots on the map and it was nestled on the corner of the island. That was interesting. It would take at least twenty minutes for back up to get here.

He'd be gone in five minutes. With that factor in mind, Alex began to plan how he would get in and out undecteced. 'Just grab the one that looks like the commander….'Alex though as he stood up. He sat backdown. He had been watching this building since seven o'clock am and it was now twelve forty pm. And not once did he see any patrol or security. He saw five people walk in and three walk out. Two people were not a problem. So what was?

There was no way this was as simple as it seemed to be. This was Blackwatch for the love of Pete! They always had SOMETHING under their sleeves. They just normally weren't this good at hiding it. Mind you he wasn't able to consult his usual informant… This brought on a whole new feeling of anger and determination. Alex needed a plan of action now. And since he couldn't get in through the back, the front was probably being watched. Probably, Alex wasn't positive. The side windows would be noicey, Alex picked to glide down onto the roof. Alex walked back into the coffee shop. "Hold the Chi." He told the tender and began to walk out. He stopped when he saw two people in suits sitting at his table.

One was a tall; vary built African American with no hair on his head and the start of a goatee. He was also wearing reflective sunglasses. His companion was his opposite. The smaller on was lanky but sturdy, Caucasian with platinum blonde hair tied back in a pony tail that ended just under his shoulder blades. He had bright blue eyes and the same reflective sunglasses pushed up on top his head. The blonde one was chatting away and the other started at Alex. Alex, remembering he was still disguised as a jogger, began to stretch his arms as he left the coffee shop. He got not three steps before one spoke.

"Is that a no to you joining us Ms. Mercer?" a confident voice spoke. "Oh Shaun? You owe me thirty bucks bucko!" Alex turned around to see the short blonde one holding his hand out to who could only be Shaun. Shaun took out his wallet and handed the other guy thirty dollars before looking at Alex. That's when it began to rain.

"Why don't you have a seat so we can chat?" Shaun asked in a forceful voice, indicating to the empty chair between the two. The blonde one offered a welcoming smile.

"Well Shaun, unless this is Miss. Rachel Parlor beside you," Alex asked in a questing tone. He put a clawed hand on top the blondes head and got a firm grip. He shifted back to his natural host and continued. "I have better things to do." He finished with a smile, giving the blonde a little squeeze. He saw Shaun tense but nothing else.

"That's why we're here! Look man, we don't want or need any trouble thank you very much! We were just sent to fetch you because you weren't coming in! Parlor sent us after we clocked you here for more than half an hour!" The blonde wasn't quite yelling but was defiantly starting to panic. Probably because Alex's hand was still on his head. He gave another tight squeeze before removing his hand. "We were just wondering what was with the hesitation."The blonde finished as he ran his fingers through his head. The look of shock on his face when his hands came back with a red tinge was priceless.

"Would you believe me if I said I wasn't sure if I had the right building?" Alex asked pulling up a chair at a different table. There were now two chairs and two tables in between them.

"No."Shaun answered strictly.

"Huh. Well EEXXXCCUUUSSSEEE me for being slightly cautious. I didn't realize I had to show up. Seemed like an open invitation on the phone." Alex said with some bite.

"Sure. But we've been watching each other for hours now." The blonde chirped in.

"Why were you watching me?" Alex asked in a low whisper. He didn't like that idea.

"We weren't sure if you'd be rampaging first thing in the morning so we were looking out for you so we could get prepared. Then we watched you go into the coffee shop and come out here. And because we weren't sure what you were planning, the boss sent us out to scope. She wants as little casualties as possible." The blonde re tied up his hair. "Sounds fair?" Alex just nodded slowly. That was something he would have done if the safety of a loved one wasn't at stake. "She in there you know. And she's expecting you."

"What is your name?" Alex asked the blonde. His tone took a new edge in it.

"Harley." He chirped back. His face showed that he was calm but the tense shoulders showed he was nervous.

"You're going to come with me. Shaun is going to be a little tied up till I'm done. If all goes smoothly, then he'll come down early and move on with his life. If something bad happens while I'm in there, well, I'll be clearing his schedule. Understand?" Alex finished with a hiss.

The two agents shared a look before leaning back and facing away from him. He really didn't understand what they had to discus. Not like there was an option in his demand. And we wasn't going to let them change places. Finally they turned back around. "What are you going to have me tied up in doing?" Shaun asked. Alex just smiled.

Twenty minutes later, Shaun was tied to the same smoke stake that Alex had jumped down from earlier this morning. Alex was about five feet from the front door of the warehouse. Harley was holding the door open for him. 'No turning back once your inside. If they shoot, grab Harley and cleanse the area.' Alex thought as he felt more rain hit his arms. He walked in.

The shop looked almost identical as the first time he walked in. Boat displayed on the left, they had tarps draped over them currently. The right wall was an assortment of parts and the middle floor was accessories. There was also four small cat walks on around the perimeter. The counter in the back had been converted into what looked like a buffet. People in all sorts of uniforms traveled the floor with one thing in common. The Blackwatch symbol.

Alex couldn't help the growl that escaped his lips. This, naturally, got the attention of his escorts and the five people close to him. Harley Reached into his inside jacket pocket but did no more than that. Alex heard the safety of two rifles turn off and two rifles were trained on his chest. Alex simply squared his shoulders and bent his knees. 'If it's a fight they want…' Alex stopped his thought when he noticed that the solider closest to his left hadn't moved very much. He was now only facing him but his rifle was tucked neatly away in its holster. But beyond the clutched fists, stiff back, and glass eyes, he looked fine.

This was intriguing. Alex had never encountered a low rank solider that wasn't shooting him to pieces or running away in fear. Maybe the private just didn't know he was scared or wasn't sure how to presume. Alex would just have to help him out. With casual steps that left a trail of confidence behind, Alex walked right over to the solider. Once there, he crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head to the side. The private's arms began to tremble. After about two minutes, "This is when you either raise your gun, or run and hide. I would not suggest running to your commanding officer though. I have a tendency to pick them over you sheep." Alex mumbled, staring intently at the private. He glanced down to the shiny name tag on his uniform. It read A. Ginger.

"I will not Mr. Alex J Mercer." Private Ginger bellowed. He was a good head shorter than Alex and was staring at his collars.

"Oh? And why's that?" Alex was genuinely curious. He was Blackwatch, wasn't he? Wasn't he supposed to kill on sight?"

"Under orders to not harm the suitor." Ginger stated out loud. The sounds of people in heavy attire entered Alex's head and as he looked around and watched in excitement as all the armed weapons were put back on safety and put away. Everyone went back to their regular business, if a bit wry. The tension in the air was still as thick as a boot but Blackwatch wasn't shooting or attempting to apprehend him in anyway.

"That'll be all Ginger." Harley ordered coming up beside Alex. Ginger gave a solute and continued on his way. "All right Alex, we should get you to your meeting." Harley said after and began walking towards the stairs by the one cat walk. As he was hoping up the stairs, he brought out his cell phone. "Al, Bennit, Cal, Darrin," He mumbelled off a few more, what Alex could guess were, names. "Marcel, Morrii, Pan, Ah here we are, Par-"

"And here I was hoping that if one of you wasn't coming back, it would be you." A cool, female voice sounded out ahead of them. Alex looked up so fast, that he was sure that if he wasn't super durable that he would have broken his neck.

"Ah Boss, you say the nicest things. No, Shaun is taking on for the team. Pretty much we don't get him back tell after Mercer here feel's safe. Alex Mercer, meet-"

"Rachel Parlor." A women in croutches greeted, extending a gloved hand. She quickly put it down when Alex's ice blue eyes pierced her soft hollow hazel ones. "Well, let us not leave poor Shaun out for too long and get this meeting started then." She had a fake smile on and Alex was pretty sure that she was talking to Harley more than him even though she held his gaze. "If you gentle men care to fallow me, we'll get started." She dropped eye contact enough to turn herself around and looked over her shoulder at them.

"No." Alex said firmly.

"No? I would have thought you would want to leave as soon as possible." Rachel stated. Her pitch was higher.

"Take me to her first." Alex scowled at himself when he heard the desperation in his voice.

"Did they not tell you she has been sedated? I can have them wake her up anf bring her-"

"Iwant to make sure she is alive and be there for her. I don't trust you and I don't want any threats be said just because I'm not around." That was better. Even with all the mushy stuff he said, he at least sounded noble. He watched Rachel weigh her options briefly before looking him in the eye again.

"Very well. Then Back down the stairs we go." Rachel said, pointing to the stairs they had just ascended with her croutch. Alex simply jump down, smirking as the shockwave caused a giant mess. He gave everyone a 'Try me.' Look and watched as they scurried to clean up the mess. He was so close but so much could still go wrong.

I am so sorry it took as long as it did. i've been working and had writers block half way through. plus i was helping my friend move. Any way sorry! :)

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