I don't own anything so ner ner! :p

Putrajaya, Malaysia
The sun had set long ago and a cool air refreshed the cities inhabitants who, glad for a respite from the summer heat had taken to the streets. They set about the menial tasks which they had neglected during the day when they'd slept in the cool confines of their air conditioned homes.
However one man was not enjoying the darkness. He stood nervously at the end of a pier in the docks shivering in anticipation. Clutched tight to his chest was a black suitcase he held it tightly as he knew it was more than his life to lose it. The salty air dried his lips so badly that he could hardly open them to cry out in shock as a hand reached out and spun him around. He found himself face to face with a smartly dressed Asian woman.
"You startled me" He breathed licking his lips.
"You have the money?" She asked. Her tone was abrupt and to the point. The young man guessed correctly that she was not in the mood for polite conversation. He nodded and held up the case to show her.
"1 million American dollars" He nodded. The woman reached out for the case but he held it back. "My employer had ordered me make sure that he will get what he pays for." The man reached into his pocket and produced a handgun. He aimed it shakily at her head, sweat dripping from his forehead.
The girl sighed and flicked back her long black hair. Without withdrawing her gaze from the messengers eyes she reached into her pocket and withdrew a wallet. She flicked it open and took out a small test-tube of clear liquid. The man lowered his weapon.
Watching from the water a few feet away 007 recognised the signs, anticipating the girls next move he moved his boat silently towards the end of the pier. His instincts were right. As he looked back towards the end of the pier he heard the gun fire and saw the man fall to the floor. The girl ran quickly along the pier as James reached for his own gun. He fired three rounds as she drew level. She turned shocked and returned fire. As James dodged the bullets she reached a waiting motorbike and moved off along the front of the dock at high speed.
James turned the motor-boat to follow and sped after her through the inky black waters firing rounds at the bike. He was closing in but she did not seem likely to give up easily. However it occurred to James that she may have to. She was moving quickly towards the end of the docks and had nothing but open water ahead of her. James slowed, sure that she would be forced to stop. He was surprised to find that to the contrary she increased her speed. 'She'll kill herself' James thought, slowing to a stop as the bike moved straight off of the edge of the jetty.
In mid air the woman leapt from the bike and landed with a splash in the water. James switched the engine back on intending to collect her but found that before he could reach her another boat had pulled up from around the side of the dock. The girl was hardly aboard before they moved off. Knowing that it was too late to catch up James turned back towards the docks. Several fishermen stared shocked as he emerged from the boat. "The one that got away." James told them nodding into the distance after the rapidly disappearing boat.

M16 HQ, London
The slightly despondent 007 walked through he corridors of M16's London headquarters swiftly. It was not often that he returned from a mission empty handed so was keen to speak to M and work out a new strategy. There was no way that he was going to let this one slip.
As he climbed the final flight and turned off down the clean white hall where his bosses office was he felt his bad mood ebb away slightly. He straightened his tie as he swerved into the doorway at the end armed with the most charming smile he could muster.
This smile quickly faded into confusion however as an unfamiliar face was sat behind the desk of M's usual secretary Miss Moneypenny. James was shocked to find his usual warm welcome had been denied and he was instead greeted by a harsh bark from a formidable looking older woman.
"007?" She snapped.
James nodded to confirm. He was slightly speechless but recovered himself quickly.
"And you are?"
"Unna Hardbottle." She replied straightening her horn-rimmed glasses and returned to her paperwork. "M's expecting you." she finished.
"Yes I surmised as much. Having summoned me and all"
"Hmmp," Laughed Hardbottle mirthless, "yes I was warned about your sense of humor, or lack thereof. You wont be able to get around me as easily as the last girl you know"
Though he found it more than slightly amusing that the grey haired Ms Hardbottle had just described herself as a 'girl' James found he had been slightly disturbed by what she'd just implied. Was Moneypenny not coming back?
"Where is the last girl?" He asked levelly
"I'm not at liberty to say." Hardbottle replied pompously.
James thought for a moment about attempting to sweet talk her but he felt that his charms may well be wasted on this particular woman. Besides if Moneypenny had managed to resist him for so long it seemed certain that the new 'girl' would follow in her footsteps. In fact James suspected that this may have been why M hired her, she was growing wise to 007's oldest trick- womanising.
James didn't actually consider himself a womaniser but he knew that he had a gift with the ladies. All through his life he'd managed to get his way just by turning on the charm with them. No matter how hard they resisted, how much they understood what he was like they still fell for him. Even Moneypenny who teased him as much as he teased her and new him better than any woman gave in on some level, though she had kept slightly better control than the others. James admired her for this. 'she'd have told me if she were leaving' He thought as he turned away from Ms Hardbottle and headed for M's office. 'I hope nothing's happened'
He knocked and entered as a commanding female voice called from within. 'Okay,' he thought taking the seat opposite M, 'maybe not all women fall for me.'
"Welcome back 007" She said briskly. James nodded his thanks and she continued. "I've received your report from Malaysia, well done."
"She got away." James reminded her.
"I know, she was supposed to."
James looked at her sharply. Her expression was calm but wooden. M rose from her seat and moved to the center of the room taking with her a small remote control. James watched her progress. As she reached the center of her office M clicked a button on the remote and the picture behind her desk depicting the queen, flagged by her corgies faded away to reveal a woman just as familiar to James. It was the woman from the docks.
"We have an agent on the inside 007" She informed him.
"This girl?" James asked nodding towards the image on the screen.
"No, this is Mai- ling Ong.."
"Nice name..."
"Don't interrupt 007," M ordered clicking the remote again. The image changed to that of a middle aged man, obviously a scientist. He scowled down over the top of his glasses as M continued. "Ong works for Ivan Tremendo an Italian scientist and expert in chemical warfare. He has made millions selling his research to warring nations."
"The Malaysian government are peaceful though. What would they want with chemical weapons?" James asked
" I believe the man that Miss Ong shot in Malaysia was not acting for his government. He was working for an inside buyer."
" Terrorists?"
"No, the buyer was a civilian. A wealthy businessman with a clean record."
"Not for long if he's using these weapons"
"He was not buying the weapons 007, he was buying the antidote." James raised his eyebrows questioningly so M continued. "Our inside agent has informed us that Tremendo has manufactured a weapon powerful enough to wipe out entire nations. This chemical, once inhaled burns your insides slowly. Once it is inhaled there is no reversing it, victims experience a slow and agonising death. Our informant tells us that Tremendo is selling the vaccine to wealthy bushiness men and intends to move on to the world governments. He'll hold the world to ransom."
"Who's our man on the inside?" James asked, still unsure why he had been set up.
"she is Moneypenny" M said sitting back down.
"Moneypenny?" James repeated incredulously. "She's not an agent she's a secretary!"
"We felt that this situation was best delt with subtly. We don't want to go in guns blazing with Tremendo. He's a very dangerous man."
"Do you think it's wise to use Moneypenny?" James attempted to keep the concern form his voice.
"She's been working for him for a whole month now without raising suspicion 007. Not all missions require that you blow up everything in sight" M shot at him.
Giving up James sighed and asked "So I was in Malaysia to create a diversion. Ong was supposed to get away and report back that M16 were on his case. To divert attention from Moneypenny"
M nodded.
" Wont they be suspicious that M16 were there?"
"No, Tremendo has suspected for quite some time that he has a double agent working for him"
"But Moneypenny's only been there for a month." James pointed out
"Yes." M agreed, "But 007, there is another double agent in Tremendo company. They are not however feeding us information. We suspect that this double agent is planning on betraying Tremendo"
James raised his eyebrows almost surprised. "There's no honour amongst thieves then?"
" Evidently not," M replied cooly. "Moneypenny is attempting to flush them out. She'll need help though 007. I want you too keep up the public face of M16's investigation. Tonight you'll be attending a fundraiser ball at Tremendo's London base. I trust you'll have no problems keeping a high profile."
You know me M" James smiled wryly getting up to leave. As he reached the door M called out to him
"Oh and one more thing 007. You're not to interfere with Miss Moneypenny."
"Wouldn't dream of it."