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Alex sighed slightly, glancing down at the page in front of him. He had been trying to read for the past hour and a half, but to no avail. Sighing again, he stuck his book in the pocket in front of him and plugged his headphones into the armrest of his chair, even though he didn't really want to watch the in-flight movie. It was some American comedy about a girl who was getting married. He didn't really know what was going on, except for the fact that they broke out in song every five minutes. It was kind of obnoxious actually. Despite the fact that he had no interest in the film, he tired his hardest to watch it, so that he could forget the fact the he was on another mission. Although, this mission was very different from his other mission…
It had been about a week ago. Alex had been home, finishing up his maths when the phone had rung. Jack, being closest, had grabbed the phone. Alex had watched a shadow pass over her face and he knew. He was out the door and headed toward the Royal and General Bank before she had hung up the phone.
Alex still couldn't quite believe what had happened after that. He had gone into Blunt's office, expecting to be sent to some country on another 'reconnaissance' mission. One of those in which there would be 'no danger'. However, Alex had been extremely surprised when he was told that he wouldn't be on a mission. Instead, he would be acting as a bodyguard to the children of the President of the United States!
The next few days passed as a blur. After being told that he would be briefed on the details of the assignment on his arrival, he rushed home and told Jack everything. To his surprise, she was ecstatic. "Don't you understand Alex? This is the end of the blackmailing! I'll head to America with you!"
They spent the rest of the week packing and getting Alex ready for living in the U.S. Alex had been told they he would be pretending to be the son of some senator. So, Jack had to help Alex learn how the American government worked. And, to neither one's surprise, the week flew by, and soon it was the day of Alex's departure. All he had for luggage was a sports bag and a backpack. They had decided that if he needed more stuff, Jack would either send it or bring it with her when she came (She hadn't been able to book a flight until the week after Alex's), because they had no idea how long the assignment would last…
Alex pulled the headphones out of his ears. It was no use, he absolutely couldn't watch that much singing and dancing at one time. He grabbed his iPod out of his backpack and put on some music. However, as hard as he tried, he couldn't get that stupid song out of his head.
Mamma Mia! Here I go again...