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White Snow

The problem was, once he got out of this cursed place, he had no where to go.

Jack was... gone.

Tom would let him stay with him but MI6 might find out about him there. Since he had been declared insane MI6 had taken control of all his money, his house, all the things that Ian put away for when he was older.

He knew he had to get away but he didn't know how he could survive with no money and nowhere to go. Perhaps it would be better if he just stayed where he was.

Alex shook his head violently. He couldn't let thoughts like that control him. He had to leave; he couldn't stay shut up like this any longer. First, he would go and see Tom. Then he would think about what to do next.

One thing at a time.

Alex looked outside. It was the middle of the night, the only time he was allowed out of his white room. The moon shone brightly. Snow floated from the sky, glowing palely in the moonlight. It was beautiful. Soon he would be out there. Not shut up here with the smell of disinfectant and bitterness burning his nose.

Soon he would be free.

AN: Sorry it took so long to update. I hope you enjoyed it. From, Lies.