Hi there! Like I said, I wrote this on a whim. I picture Bond as Daniel Craig, my favorite Bond. I have another story, My Strange Tutor. Please check it out. I hope you guys enjoy this. Thanks so much!


James Bond was awoken by the shrill ringing of his cell phone. He groaned, reaching for it reluctantly Can't he have one morning to himself? Upon seeing the caller, he rolled his eyes. M.

"What?" He growled into the phone.

"Good morning to you too, Bond." Came the cheeky remark on the other end.

"What do you want?" James snapped.

"We need you at MI6 ASAP." M said.

"What's the matter?" He asked, though he doubted he would get an answer.

"Just get here." With that the line went dead.

James threw himself out of bed and hurried to find some clothes. Trying to clear the fog from his mind, he splashed water on his face. He sighed as he poured himself a large glass of Scotch that was desperately needed. His sleep had been disrupted with nightmares for the millionth time. Nightmares of being trapped beneath that icy lake or of M, the first M, dying in his arms. He shook off the memory. It had been over two months and he still hadn't come to grips with it. She was gone. The one person that kept him in order and held his focus. She had died because of him. He had tried to keep her safe and out of harms way. She died happy, knowing that the enemy had been defeated and MI6 was no longer threatened. He wanted her back, needed her here. He was frightened for what the future held. How would the agency move on without her?

He barreled through the streets of London, racing to his way headquarters. Worry formed a knot in his stomach. Thing had been quiet since M passed. No new missions or assignments. No world dominating plots to foil. Something about all this bothered him, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He reach HQ, steeping into Eve Moneypenny's office. She flashed him a dazzling smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Bond."

James couldn't help but smile back. "Good morning, Ms. Moneypenny."

"M is waiting for you in his office." She said evenly.

He nodded. "Figured he would be." He advanced on M's office door. "He woke me too bloody early."

"Then I'm sure it's important." She smirked, not looking up from her laptop. She reached for the phone beside her. "007 has arrived, sir." She spoke a softly into the receiver. She nodded and then set the phone back in it's cradle. Moneypenny gestured to the door, "He's ready for you." She gave him another smile before he stepped inside.

M sat at a large mahogany desk, skimming over papers that were spread across it. He glanced up from his work.

"Good to see you, Bond." He gave him a pleasant smile. "How are you?"

Bond sat in an overstuffed in front of him sighing, "Better than I have been. Just takes some getting used to."

He nodded understandingly. "It's been hard on all of us."

"Yes well, what did you need me for?" He asked hurriedly.

"Family business." M said.

"Whose family?" Bond asked.

"Yours." He replied.

"I have no family." He shot back coldly.

"You do now." M shoved a thick file across the desk.

Bond took it, confusion etched in his face. He flipped it open, his eyes falling upon a photo of a young teenage girl. She had thick auburn hair that fell past her shoulders. Her baby blue eyes were a striking contrast against her fair skin. Her lips held a soft smile. He held the photo up for M to see.

"Who is this?" He demanded. 'And what does she have do with me?"

M sighed "It's quite a long story."

Bond glanced at his watch. "I've got time." His blue eyes pressured him to continue.

M bit his lip. "Her name is Megan Alistair. She's blood relation to you, Bond."

Shock filled him and his eyes narrowed. "There's no one left in my family."

"Not that you knew of." He said carefully.

"How is the girl related to me?" He asked, his voice threateningly dark.

"She's your niece." He said flatly.

"There must be a mistake." He scoffed. "I was an only child!"

"Your parent's had another child. Your sister was born and they sent her to America just before they died." He said, a sadness in his tone.

"Her?" Bond repeated. "You've got to be joking."

M shook his head. "It's the truth." He said firmly. "Dinah, your sister, went to live with a friend of your mother's in New York City. She knew that something was going to happen to her and your father. For some reason she could only allow one of you go to America and she chose your sister, hoping to give her a better life."

"Dinah." James repeated, trying out the name on his lips. "What happened to her?"

"She grew up in New York and studied English literature and writing. She married a man she met in college, Frank Alistair. They had one child, your niece Megan. Frank died in a car accident when Megan was three. After that, Dinah got a job with a local newspaper to support herself and her child. They continued to live in New York City. Dinah became ill with cancer when Megan was ten. She succumbed to the disease 2 weeks ago."

A chill gripped Bond's soul. He had a sister. Had a sister. She was gone too. Gone before he could even know about her. He felt tears burn behind his eyes

"Why was I never told about this?" He asked, his voice hard.

"We never knew about them. At all. They were invisible to us. There was no way we could have no known you had family."

"What does this have to do with the girl?" He asked, looking back to the photo.

"You are her only surviving guardian. We were informed about this yesterday." M replied.

"You can't be serious!" He said in shock.

"I am." He said. "You are the only person that Megan has left. Her grandparents on her father's side died when she was an infant. Fred Alistair had no siblings."

"So I'm her...uncle. And guardian? I have custody of her?" Bond was trying understand it all.

"When Dinah passed, several attorneys tried to see if Megan had any family left. They almost gave up when they discovered you." M explained.

Bond set the file on his lap. He flipped through several documents, seeing were the lawyers had made the connection to him. The words combined and swam in his head. He was an uncle? And this girl was under his custody?

"So what about the girl? What is she doing now?" He asked.

"She's on her way right now." M replied.

He rolled his eyes. His first family reunion.


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