Happy to be home again? Except not.
Alex could feel sunlight on his face. He pulled the covers over his face and turned over to try and get back to sleep then wait? Sunlight, his dorm room didn't have a window. He sat up and blinked. "I'm in my room." he said. And he was, he was in his bed, in his room, in his uncle's - no his house. He was back in Chelsea. He looked around taking in his clothes and things, the tv and nintendo 64. He felt relief flood through him followed by a pang of guilt. He hadn't got to say goodbye to anyone. Not to Bran or Charlie and worse of all not to Hayley. He'd spent nearly the whole day with her yesterday, sparring and doing maths and he'd made Granita's and they'd watched Star Wars. Now he'd never see her again.
He dragged himself out of bed and dressed in his own clothes. He should be pleased about this and yet. . . He had more friends on the island, than he did here he realised. He stuck his head out of his room and called out for the one person here who would be glad to see him. "Jack?" he called. "Jack, I'm back." There was no answer and when he knocked on her door and poked his head round it was empty the bed unslept in. He stared, maybe she'd left because he was gone. Gone back to America, she would have had no reason to stay. He turned round somewhat defeated, his shoulders slumped and went to head downstairs, he was sure he could expect MI6 to be showing up any moment to threaten him with another institution.
He dragged himself out of bed and dressed in his own clothes. He should be pleased about this and yet. . . He had more friends on the island, than he did here he realised. He stuck his head out of his room and called out for the one person here who would be glad to see him. "Jack?" he called. "Jack, I'm back." There was no answer and when he knocked on her door and poked his head round it was empty the bed unslept in. He stared, maybe she'd left because he was gone. Gone back to America, she would have had no reason to stay. He turned round somewhat defeated, his shoulders slumped and went to head downstairs, he was sure he could expect MI6 to be showing up any moment to threaten him with another institution.