Hide And Seek ( Alex Goot Elle Fowler Sam Tsui )

Chapter 42

The entire plan was finished last night. The plan which would most probably drive out the British from America. The only way this could be achieved was by killing off George and Odin. All of the force members had stayed up late to accomplish the plan.

Last time, those American aircraft people had contacted them at long last. Turns out, they were a bunch of American adults who had managed to restore the old planes. They were going to try building bombs soon, to drop on the president's house on the day of attack.

Three of the five Assassins were now laid out around the floor of their apartment, while Sam was seated on the couch. They were working their way through an insane amount of push ups. Sam was helping them keep count of the amount while Elle was seated on Alex's back, making it harder for him. So far, the three strong Assassins had made it to fifty two.

Elle briefly wondered if they might be abke to persevere through a hundred. But then quickly shut down her own thought. That would be torturous.

" We must gather the bicycles again," Chrissy said, in between two push ups. Sweat was literally dripping down her face, falling on the floor via her chin. The exhaustion was real.

Sam slowly moved his frail body over to Chrissy, before sitting himself down on her back. The girl let out a groan of annoyance. As light as he was, Chrissy felt like she was going to have her arms buckle under his weight. She pressed on anyway.

Elle felt Alex's back muscles move while he went down for the push up for the fifty third time. She could hear him panting, and felt sorry for him. But he was going front line. He needed the stamina.

" Will is going to gather the dogs. We'll send dogs at the soldiers too," Kurt contributed. As he was still fairly weak, no weight was added to his back, but the malnourished him was finding it hard to keep up with the push ups.

" Up. Down. Fifty four," Chrissy counted. She had to adjust herself, to make sure she did not fall flat on the floor with the new weight of Sam upon her back.

Elle got off Alex's back, gently placing her feet on the floor. As she added weight to her legs, Elle had to be careful with her healing leg. She had to get well as soon as she possibly could.

She desperately wanted to be front line action with Alex. But was sure that no matter how much she tried to convince them that her leg was fine by now, none of them would let her join in.

" Okay, last one. Down. Up," Chrissy said, bringing her body close to the floor once more.

" Fifty five," Alex counted, before standing up. He dusted his hands off invisible dust and stretched his arm and back muscles.

Elle looked at him. She was most probably going to survive the entire attack thing coming soon, she would be working through computer screens and experts, the adults who had driven the American air crafts. Alex was the one going to be in a lot danger.

They had both survived the last time. Alex had nearly gotten killed, and would have been if she had not put Sam down with Kurt and had ran back to meet him. It was such a close call. How close to death would he come to this time?

Alex saw her watching him. For a moment, his dark eyes were clouded with only confusion. But after a second of thinking he seemed to realise what was up and his questioning look changed to one of understanding.

Elle knew that Alex was smart enough. He faced the possibility of death, given the role which he had. More than anyone else. She was safe, with professional adults who would be with her. Elle had practically nothing to worry about unless the British tried to blow up the control centre.

" I'm going to make it," Alex told her firmly, as he strode past her to go and get lunch which Sam had actually managed to prepare earlier that morning.