AN: I would like to dedicate this to agent-to-the-rescue for giving me the idea for this chapter and to upside-down-boat who is just plain awesome!
Disclaimer: I do not own Alex Rider
White Noise
They'd done it again. Locked him up, restrained him against his will. Force feeding him pills and hours of sessions with the psychiatrist.
Bastards.
Alex Rider sat, slumped against the wall, his head hanging down on his chest in exhaustion.
A low murmur falling from his lips in a rush of jumbled sentences and pleading words.
His lips were dry; voice hoarse as he cried out desperately.
"Alex…"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"Alex…"
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"
"Don't be like that Alex, why don't you tell me what's wrong?"
"NO! SHUT UP!"
"But I've missed you honey. I haven't seen you in such a long time."
There was the rustle of cloth and Alex looked up.
"Jack…" it was harsh, bursting from his lips in an explosion of emotions.
"Hello, Alex."
"Jack?"
Jack smiled warmly. "I've missed you, Alex."
"I'm scared Jack, they keep coming back. I close my eyes and they're staring at me. Their voices torture me when I'm awake, they won't let me have peace. All I want is peace." He looked down, fighting back tears.
"It's all right Alex, I'm here."
"Jack…" Alex looked back up, saltwater trickling down his cheeks.
"JACK!?"
He tried to scramble back, but his back hit the wall. Where Jack had been there was now the rotten, mangled head of general Sarov.
Panting, Alex sobbed, moaning quietly.
"No… no… please!" He whispered.
Curling up into a ball he shuddered as the pale white and brown head floated closer.
"Please!" He whimpered. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm SORRY!"
Everything went white…
