Chapter 13

Alex had to stay at the hospital for two weeks before the doctor saw him fit to leave. He did not particularly like it but everything was better than the SAS camp. The bullets wounds were healing slowly but surely, it would take some while before he would be able to go on a mission but it did not bother Alex. Anything was better than a mission was and he had missed so much school that the brake was very welcomed. Even if they had to do homework at B.B. he had not really gotten anything done, mostly it was Ben´s fault.

Sitting in his hospital bed, reading a book by Edgar Allan Poe in French, Alex could do little but hope that they would release him soon or else he would die of boredom. He was just about to give up when there was nock on his door, and Ben stepped in. Alex had not seen Ben since he had woke up and so he was happy to see the older man.
"Hi."

"Hello Alex, how´re you feeling?" Ben took a chair and sat down beside Alex bed. He was a bit nervous but he had not been able to stay away any longer.

"Better," Alex smiled down at his hands; suddenly he had felt a wave of embarrassment, he did not want the other man to see him like this, and still here, he was.

"Are you sure, you seem a bit tired, do you get enough sleep?" Ben looked worriedly at Alex, he looked so tired and fragile sitting there in his bed. When that Russian, Yassen had come out from the forest carrying Alex, Ben had thought that his heart would stop, never had he felt so useless and worried in his life.

"Yes I´m okay, you don´t have to worry so much about me." Something in Ben stirred when he heard those words leave Alex mouth.

"Why not, Alex you´re sixteen, seventeen year old, you´re not suppose to need to go through things like this. You´re suppose to hang out with your friends, go on dates not save the world or get yourself killed! Do you know how I felt when that, that Russian came carrying you out from that forest, shot three bloody times!" Alex was not sure how to respond to that, but forced himself not to look away. Something in him felt happy that Ben cared while the other half did not like it.

"Yassen, what with him and how do you know him?" Suddenly Alex felt his interest peaked but on the same time, he was a bit suspicious. The only ones who knew about his and Yassen 'relationship' was Blunt, Jones and Tom who Alex told almost everything that happened him. Alex swore that he had detected a hint of jealousy in Ben´s voice when he talked about Yassen.

"I know him because of you Alex"

"How? He was suppose to be dead, I saw him die, Ben." Alex saw Ben straight in the eyes when he said it and Ben felt as if someone wrenched his heart out, when he saw the hurt in Alex eyes. It was not often you could detect something in Alex eyes but when you did, you seriously hoped you had not seen it.

"MI6 Alex, not that I know too much about it, the only thing I know is that Blunt and Jones made sure that he survived and made him work for MI6. He –Yassen- has some kind of collar that makes it impossible to run or do anything that they don´t want him to do. He is trained by SCORPIA after all and is a valuable asset."

"You don´t seem to like him very much do you?" Ben took his time before he answered.

"No I don´t like him, I don´t trust him Alex, one collar doesn't make a difference, especially not on a man like him." Alex understood what Ben meant but he could still not shake off the feeling that there was something else going on. While Alex thought, Ben moved so that he was sitting on the bedside instead in the chair, which was very uncomfortable.

"Either way I´m happy that he helped me, or else I would be dead by now. Snakes have never been my favorite animal." Alex shuddered when he thought about those huge cobras slithering around on the floor. Already hunted by nightmares, almost every night and the cobras did not make it better. Ben noticed how Alex shuddered and positioned himself so that Alex was sitting in his lap, head resting against Ben´s chest.

"Well that´s true but three bullets wound are not a small thing; just make sure that you get better soon." Kissing Alex on the top of his head, Ben sneaked his arms around the teenager. He had really missed doing this, being alone with Alex, no one else there to break the comfortable silence.

"You know I never felt that third shot, I thought I only had been hit twice." Ben could not stop himself from smiling; Alex really was a special person.

"That´s because it was rather close to one of the other bullet wounds, and such you did not feel it."

"Oh." Alex leant back against Ben´s chest, closing his eyes he had not gotten much sleep that night and thanks to the medicine he got a lot faster tired than usually.
It did not take long before Ben could hear Alex, breathing slow down and his body relaxing, snuggling closer to the source of the warmth. How long he sat there, Ben was not sure, but when the nurse came in to take a look at Alex, struck the clock already a quarter past five, he had been at the hospital for more than three and a half hour.
Ben left the hospital not long after that, he had not intended to stay that long at the hospital and he still needed to meet with Blunt and Jones. He hoped that it did not have anything to do with a new mission, after all the kids had left B.B. two days ago and Ben would not be needed there anymore, after all, he was now an MI6 agent.

***

Alex blinked once, twice and a third time. Opening his mouth to speak he found himself gaping like a fish on fry land.

"Are you sure?" Alex voice was small and a bit high on the end. Not that it seemed to concern his friend very much.

"Al, when have I ever lied to you?" Composing himself, Alex lifted a well-shaped eyebrow.

"Quite a few times, you know Tom I can´t even count them on my fingers anymore." Tom the current drama queen gave a very girlish squeak, before he collapsed in a heap of tears.

"Oh, Al how could you say something like that to me? You´re ever faithful friend, ME, Tom Harris."
This was how the doctor, Jack and the K-unit found the two friends. The doctor who had the least experience with people well person like Tom looked a bit surprised, while the rest tried their hardest not to laugh. Tom and his antics were quite well known.
It did not take long for the doctor and when he left, Tom stopped his dramatic sobbing in the corner at last. Yes, he had been sobbing for a good ten minutes mumbling in his corner like a mad man.

"So you finally decided to stop Harris?" Wolf gave Tom an evil glare but the teenager did not heed the warn signal at all.

"Yep," putting special force on the p, grinning cheekily at the leader of K-unit. Wolf did not appreciate it; instead, it only made him want to throttle the brat. Never in his life had he thought he would find a person who could be more annoying that Eagle but now here in front of him stood a living proof of the fact that there existed a person like that. The mere thought made him want to shudder, but he stopped himself just in time. It would do little good to show his weaknesses to someone like that. He was not going to make the same mistake he did with Eagle.

What it was that had gotten that reaction out of Tom would forever stay a secret, as would what Eagle had done to Wolf.

***

Taking a deep breath, Alex felt as if he had not breathed proper air for years. Three weeks in that god, forsaken hospital had seriously screwed up his mind. It felt as if he had been locked in for years, but now at last he would be able to go home and relax if not just for a for a few days it was at least better than anything else.

Stepping out from the car and in through the front door Alex smiled a real genuine smile, and it made Jack happier than she had been for a long time. Even if something told her that Alex happiness she had seen for the last week, had something to do with a certain MI6 agent, former SAS, Ben Daniels, Jack did not mention it. If Alex was happy then she was happy.
"It´s good having you home Alex." Jack could feel the tears rise in her eyes, and hugged Alex.

"Yeah, it´s good to be home," Alex did not say anything else but let her hold him. Feeling a small movement in his pocket, Alex took out his phone reading the message.
Alex had never felt happier with his life than he did at that moment. Reading the message once again so that he would not forget it, Alex read it in his head once again.

I love you.
Yours forever, Ben.

-The End-

This is the end of this story, but I still want to thank all of you who have rewieved and read my story.
I hope you liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Thank you!