AN: Sorry for the long wait, I have been super busy with work and school stuff, but now i have a week left of vacation before I am going to start by teacher education. So I will try to write one or two more chapters.

Disclaimer: I have no rights to Alex Rider. All rights go to their respective owners.

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"Are we there yet" Alex sat jumping in the seat beside the writer and Yassen. The car was equipped for seven and two men from CIA sat behind them and the two from Mi6 sat in front. They had only been driving for a few moments before Alex had started with his constant mantra of, are we there yets'. They had hoped that putting Alex between two people who where after him that he would just sit there quietly. Apparently they were wrong. "Are we there yet?"

"No, for the love of all that is holy, stop asking. You have been here before so you will know when we are there so there is no need for the constant questions…" one of the mi6 spies turned and glared at the boy and sighed in defeat. "You aren't even listening are you?"

Alex giggled absentmindedly while starring out the window. It took about two minutes before he responded and made them all jump. "I was too!" he exclaimed. "I didn't know you where religious though. Alex starred at the man with surprisingly clear eyes that scarred the crap out of the man.

"I...I'm not" the man stammered. Alex glared at him while pouting.

"Then you shouldn't say stuff like that. People can take offence you know." Alex nodded to himself while the other spies looked gob smacked and Yassen tried not to laugh. The man Alex liked to call random writer dude just sat there terrified.

"T... That is so not the point brat. Just stop asking stupid questions you already know the answer too." He nodded victorious to himself when it took a while without Alex answering.

"Are we there yet?" Alex giggled. You could actually see the veins on the mean man's head pop. Oh how Alex loved pissing of people.

"I TOLD YOU TO STOP!" The man yelled and Alex blew him a raspberry. The man seemed to lose it. He loosened his seat belt end reached back towards Alex. "Why you little, I'm going to teach you to respect your betters."

Alex giggled and climbed over Yassen and squeezed himself between him and the door. All spies froze. "How in the world did he get loose?" One of the American spies muttered. The one Alex now decided to nickname Meanie froze with his hands just a few inches from the assassin who just raised his eyebrow at him.

Alex giggled again, "Stupid meanie, you don't have to be afraid of Yassen, he already proved he isn't a vampire." All the listeners did an Anime drop and Yassen patted Alex's head. Meanie actually cowered in the corner by the dashboard. "H… How did you get loose? We used chains!"

Yassen just smirked, and Alex looked at them for a moment before he decided they where boring and tried to climb out the backdoor, but the American spies stopped him. A few minutes later and both Alex and Yassen was tied up again. All spies thanked whoever they believed in that they were close to the headquarters. And then Alex struck again. "Where are we going? And are we there yet?"

"Oh for crying out loud brat. We are going to the MI6 headquarters and we will be there in a few minutes." Then he ripped of a piece of duck tape and fastened it over Alex's mouth.

Not that the tape did much difference, every now and then you could hear him mumbling the same questions. And it was like this that one terrified writer, one unconscious mystery dude, an amused assassin and four spies questioning both their own and the kids sanity escorted Alex into the Mi6 headquarters.

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Sorry for the short chapter. I will try to make them longer, but then I will probably update later. Please review and tell me what you think. I appreciate your opinions and they make it easier to write.