Chapter 3:
Wolf's POV
Wolf glared at Eagle. He suddenly drew his attention back to the kid. This kid kept mumbling someone's name. 'Who is Jack?' thought Wolf. Wolf sneaked to the other side of the couch behind him. The boy continued to talk in his sleep. Then Eagle just had to step on another squeaky board.
As soon as the board creaked a second time, the boy was as silent as a mouse. In the reflection of the TV, Wolf saw the kid watching Snake, Eagle, and Fox. Leave it to those three to mess up on a mission.
Alex's POV
Alex watched the three men as they silently maneuvered their way towards him. Well, at least two of them were silent. The boards underneath the other man kept scraping. 'That guy must weigh a good five hundred pounds,' Alex mused.
Suddenly there was a great groan from a floorboard just two feet away from Alex. The men stopped, frozen in place like statues. Alex decided that it was time he made a move.
Alex leapt on top of the couch and threw the blanket over the three men. He streaked to the door, but one of the men scrambled out from under the blanket and grabbed Alex by the shoulders. Alex twisted around and kneed the man in the stomach. The man had bright red hair and was slightly shorter than the rest.
Then Alex uppercut the man, leaving him dazed. He pushed with all his might, and sent him flying into the other two. Alex grabbed the blanket again and threw it over the men, with the muddled red-headed man on top of them. He watched the two men underneath struggle, only to no avail.
Wolf's POV
Wolf had been watching the boy closely, noticing that he did martial arts, and was hitting all the weak spots. 'Well, how would he be able to fight against a gun?' he thought to himself. Then he remembered Mrs. Jones, saying not to use any firearm unless they were attacked by someone else.
Suddenly, the boy shoved Snake into Fox and Eagle. 'How embarrassing', he thought. Wolf silently made his way towards the kid, just as he covered Wolf's teammates with a blanket. He was now right behind him.
Wolf wrapped one muscular arm around the boy's waist and forelimbs, taking the kid by surprise. He placed his other hand over the boy's mouth, muffling all attempts to scream. Wolf kicked the blanket off the three others, while the boy made a lame effort to crush his feet. 'Nice try,' thought Wolf, 'but I'm wearing combat boots.'
Snake, Fox, and Eagle scrambled up from the floor. Eagle grabbed the boy's flailing legs, just as Snake was looking for bruises and cuts. Fox just stood where he was, staring at the boy.
Wolf glared at Fox. "What are you waiting for? Make sure that he doesn't escape!" Fox just nodded numbly.
"I'll calm him down," he said instead. Fox moved Eagle out of the way, and stood in front of the boy. "Hello, Alex."
Alex's POV
"Hi, Ben." Alex responded. He pulled himself out of Wolf's grasp.
Fox continued in a smooth voice. "I'll explain things in the car. But first you have to grab your bags, while 'Mother Hen' here, will check for more injuries."
Alex glanced at the doorway where his bags already were. Then, he glanced at Snake. "Hi, Snake."
Snake looked confused, but then he realized who Alex was. "Cub!" Snake wasn't smiling as expected, but looked a bit troubled. "Shouldn't you be in school, and why are we taking you to the airport? What do you have to do with M16 in the first place?"
"Nice to see you, too." joked Alex. "But I'll explain everything in the car." Alex started off towards the front door, only to be stopped by Snake.
"We'll leave right after I've made sure you can make the trip."
"I was able to beat you up pretty good, Snake. It should be Eagle you're worried about. He's probably over weight." Alex smiled casually, but Snake still wasn't convinced.
"We. Are. Not. Leaving. Until. I. Say. You. Are. Fine." Snake hissed out each word, eyes narrowed.
"Hiding something, Cub?" Wolf sounded like he was teasing, but looked very serious.
"As if I am-" Alex was caught off guard when suddenly Wolf and Eagle dangling him in the air by his feet. His shirt slid down his body just enough so that everyone saw his bullet wound. Next thing he knew, he was falling to the ground, but before he hit ground, he rolled sideways.
Alex stared upward, on his back, dazed, with the faces of K-unit hovering above him. K-unit stared right back, before bombarding him with questions.
Snake hauled Alex to his feet. "Why do you have a bullet wound?" Alex glanced at the others, who were gazing at him, compelling him to answer.
"You really want to know?" Alex softened his voice, and Eagle bobbed his head enthusiastically, only to get smacked on the head by Wolf. Alex swiveled his head left to the right, before motioning for them to come closer. Then he spoke in a hushed voice, "Classified."
Wolf's POV
"Typical", grumbled Wolf. Fox didn't seem the least surprised, and Eagle was roaring with laughter. Snake, on the other hand, was dragging Alex by his shirt to the giant First-Aid kit he always carried around with him. Wolf watched with amusement as Alex struggled to escape Snake's grip.
Alex's POV
Suddenly Snake grabbed Alex's wrists. "Ow!" Alex pulled back his arm and cradled his hand against his chest.
Snake stopped and held out his hand to inspect Alex's wrist. Alex reluctantly let him. For a moment Snake stared at the rope burns from Egypt before saying, "What the hell happened to you?"
Alex shifted his feet uncomfortably and fingered his shirt sleeve before replying, "Tug-of-war?"
Fox's POV
Only Fox had an idea to what really happened. Fox was the only one who was part of K-unit to know that Alex was, in fact, a spy. Fox was also a spy but the reason why he was back with the SAS was for extra training. In two weeks he would probably find himself in some bizarre place, trying to stop some mad man from taking over the world.
Alex's POV
After Snake had finished checking his rope burns Alex walked casually towards the car, but Snake stopped him.
"Any more wounds?" the medic asked.
"No, I'm fine. Thanks." Alex swung his bag across his shoulder and grabbed his laptop case (a last-minute gift from Smithers) before turning around to face K-unit. "Well? Aren't we going somewhere?"
They gave him some suspicious looks, but went anyways.