I don't own Bond or M though I wish I did. Got this idea after hitting my head at work. Hope you enjoy.

"Tanner, This is Bond...We have a problem" was how the conversation started.

"Bond. What seems to be the trouble" said tanner sounding slightly irritated as he ducked into the nearest alcove of the restaurant he was at for some privacy.

"It's M. She's had an accident"

"What kind of accident? Is she alright?" Tanners tone immediately changed from one of slight irritation of total concern.

"When, I arrived at her flat I found her in a heap at the bottom of the stairs unconscious with a nasty gash to her forehead and blood, lots of blood" he said as calmly as possible.

"Well why the hell didn't you think to call an ambulance?" asked Tanner

"Well it's a little more complicated than that" said Bond sounding agitated

"What do you mean more complicated!"said Tanner "You find your boss unconscious at the bottom of the stairs, you pick up the phone and call an ambulance what's so complicated about that?" he said almost hysterical by this point "How is she now?"

"Well at the moment she's conscious but...Well the thing of it is she doesn't know who I am" he said

"I'll be right there. By the way just what are you doing at M's flat" he asked sounding a bit confused

"Never mind that right now. Just Get here!" was all he said

"Now M" He said as reassuringly as he could "I'm not trying to hurt you. I only want to stop the bleeding"

"Who are you?" she said as she kept backing away from him

"I'm Bond, don't you remember?" he asked softly

"What do you want?...Where am I?" she asked in a very shaky voice as she looked around the hallway

"You're at home and you've had a nasty fall" he paused to see if any of what he was saying was registering, but the blank tearful look told him it wasn't

"I don't know you" she said pressing herself against the wall

Bond attempted to put a cloth on M's forehead to stop the bleeding, but each time he got within arm's reach she would pull back from him, her eyes wide and glassy with a look of total fear and tears streaming down her bloodied cheeks. Bond had never seen her look so frightened, almost as if she were a small lost child. Just then the doorbell rang.

"I'll be right back" he said as he went to answer the door.

"Bond. What the bloody hell happened?" said Tanner brushing past him as he rushed to M's side

"I have no idea" said Bond closing the door

"Ma'am, are you alright?" he asked kneeling beside her

"Who are you?" she said her eyes wide of both fear and confusion

"I'm Tanner ma'am...I'm" he started to say as Bond interrupted him

"Tanner! A word" said Bond motioning to the sitting room

Tanner quickly followed Bond leaving M sitting on the steps in the hallway

"We need to get her some medical attention" said Bond

"Yes we do. A fact you should have been able to work out for yourself before you called me!" he said angrily

"Well just what did you expect me to do? Take her to hospital and then try to explain that her name is M as in the letter m not as in Emilie, or that her occupation is classified, or the fact that I don't know anything about her personal life except she is a widow and I have no idea how to contact her children even if she would let me? Oh that would have gone well don't you think?" he retorted

"Yes I see your point." said Tanner conceding that Bond had made a valid point.

"I know she needs treatment, but I think we had better get her to MI6 medical rather than an ordinary hospital for security reasons. We don't want to have to explain that the head of the British Secret Service seems to have lost her memory now do we!"

"Good point." said Tanner nodding in agreement "I have a car waiting outside

"I'll see if I can get her to trust me enough to take her to medical" said Bond walking back toward the hallway

"What if she won't go?" asked Tanner sounding a bit concerned "You know how stubborn she is memory or no memory" he said

"Well...If I can't convince her to go willingly than I have no other choice than to pick her up and carry her kicking and screaming" he said

"You had better hope she's really lost her memory or you will be wearing your guts for garters in the morning" he said under his breath as he followed Bond to collect M.