Alex Is In The Hospital

by Amberlia

He woke up in a cell with a small lump underneath the skin of his forearm. Thrown back into the word of espionage once again, the stakes have been raised. MI6 has lost contact with him. In a secluded hospital seemingly in the middle of nowhere, Alex is on his own. A two-month rest period gone wrong, he is forced to play this dangerous cat and mouse game all by himself. ON HIATUS.

10. The Great Gatsby

Sometime Alex wondered if he was irritationaly stupid on purpose sometimes, or if it were genes. Maybe John Rider was like him when he was little. Or Ian. Alex tried to imagine Ian Rider making a stupid mistake or saying something stupid at the wrong time, but the image was too disturbing.

He was reading a book that his whole school was apprently supposed to be reading. The Great Gatsby. Alex found it surprisingly strange and disturbing at the same time. He could think of a million other things than hearing about some lady's love life. Like jumping off a helicopter. Maybe being tied to a pole while having the latest criminal mastermind yell his plan into his face. Or maybe not.

Someone entered his room. He managed to look up briefly and catch a glimpse of a white surgical mask and dull green eyes that were somehow dull and shiny at the same time. Glossy? Yes. That was the last thing Alex thought about before he drifted of into a hazy sleep, filled with static and disturbing dreams of The Great Gatsby.

A/N: Okay, so I know this chapter is really short, but to make up for it, I will be posting another chapter in probably another hour or so. So look out for it.