Alex and MacGyver Crossover 2

Chapter 3

DON'T SPEND THE NIGHT OUT IN THE CITY OF LIGHTS, CALL YOUR SPY FRIEND.

Their plane landed in the late afternoon in Paris. No one talked about Alex's nightmare but quick glances were exchanged between the rest of the team. They had to take a train to Grenoble tomorrow morning but for now they had to book a hotel for the night. The thing was that most hotels were fully booked and it was getting late.

"Remember when I said I might know some people? Well, it's time I pull a few strings, "Alex dialed a number. "Salut Gaby, c'est Alex Rider...Oui, oui tout va bien. Je suis à Paris avec des amis et on a besoin d'un endroit où passer la nuit...Nan, juste pour cette nuit on part pour Grenoble demain matin. Je te dois une fière chandelle Gabrielle. On est à la gare routière Bercy. On est cinq. Niquel, à toute suite!" ( Hi Gaby, it's Alex Rider...Yeah, yeah everything's fine. I'm in Paris with some friends and we need a place to stay the night...Nah, just for tonight, we're leaving for Grenoble tomorrow morning. I owe you one, Gabrielle. We are at the Bercy bus station. There are five of us. Nice, see you soon!)

"I have two things to say First: Wow, your French is a helluva good. Second: who did you just call?"Jack asked, amazed.

Alex resisted the need to scream 'Ghostbusters' and instead replied, "Gabrielle Jackson, I met her a while ago when I was in France. She works for the DGSE, it's the..."

"French secret service, that's so cool," Riley finished.

"Just wait till you meet her."

***

Less than ten minutes after Alex's phone call, Riley saw a MPV park in front of them. The driver lowered her window. She was Gabrielle Jackson, she seemed quite young, maybe twenty-five. She wore her brown curls in a messy bun and a t-shirt full of colorful paint stains.

"Salut Alex (Hi Alex), good evening everyone," she greeted them, "hop in!"

Alex sat next to Gaby and the other followed, Jack next to Mac and Riley next to Bozer. The car ride was short, her apartment block was not so far.

"You are lucky my parents also live here, the MPV is theirs. Perks of being a large family."

When they entered her apartment, the paint stains made sense to Riley: walls were covered with canvas and an unfinished one was set on an easel in the middle of the room.

"So what, you are a spy by day and an artist by night? Riley joked.

"You could say that,"Gabrielle giggled. "Well Alex, you make the presentation?"

"Yeah, sorry. Big guy with the weird haircut here is Jack," he went on rapidly, before Jack could protest, "Blondie, as our boss calls him, is Mac. Riley here is the best hacker in the whole world, you're gonna like her. And this is Bozer. Don't worry if he's looking at you weirdly, I think he's trying to find you a role in one of his movies."

"So you are a filmmaker?" Gaby asked.

"Hum...Not really I like to write scenarios. Instead, I make prosthetics for cover-ups.

"Sounds cool too. So Alex, is this the family you talked to me about?"

Alex was blushing so hard that Riley answered for him, "yes we are."

"Alright then, there is a guest room at the end of the hallway, a Clic-Clac here. I don't know how to say it in english..."

"Sofabed, "Alex offered.

"That's it And I have a sleeping bag somewhere."

"I'm gonna put all of our things in the guest room," Alex took all of their bags and practically ran out of the living room.

***

"So how did you meet Alex?"Riley asked Gaby. She was sitting at the kitchen counter, watching their host make dinner. As Alex was in the shower, Riley took her chance to ask some questions.

"Quite a funny story actually, well not that funny at the time. I was in Saint-Pierre with my parents and I ended up following some guys dragging Alex to the corrida. His friend's house had just been blown up. Later, he told me that they - the bad guys- had pushed him in the arena for the bull to kill him. But against all odds, he survived it. My parents and I helped him escape those men until he could go home safely."

"Must have been rough for him," Riley voiced her thoughts.

"More than that I guess, he never told me how the mission ended."

"With Damian Cray and Yassen Gregorovitch dead. That is all there is to know," Alex said harshly Riley hadn't seen him enter the kitchen.

"Alex..."Riley started, but Alex had already left.

***

Riley's talk with Gaby cast a chill in the room as they ate. Alex had been looking down at his plate the whole time, Riley did not risk glancing his way and Mac, Bozer and Jack had no idea what was going on but they too remained silent.

After dinner though, Bozer couldn't stand the silence anymore so he started the conversation, "So Gabrielle, your parents were CIA?"

"Yes, they asked to be transferred to the DGSE when they knew they were having a baby. French secret services are known to be left dangerous and a lot more caring about their agents. So I always lived in France."

"I was CIA too back in the days, maybe I know them," Jack said.

"Wait! Are you THE Jack Dalton? My parents told me about an agent, never following orders, bad humor, driving his boss nuts and leaving to become an EOD watch. "

"At first I would have said yes it's me but, I do not know, I find myself actually quite funny."

"That's him!" the rest of the team shouted all together, even Alex who was now laughing lightly.

The rest of the evening went on the same: they were laughing and joking, distracting themselves from their mission.

But Alex knew he would eventually have to talk to his team, his family.

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Hi, here's another chapter! Gabrielle Jackson is an OC. In this chapter, time is a little messed up...

Aly McShizzle