I don't own James Bond, I'm just having a little fun while I can.

This fic is for the 00Q Reverse Big Bang 2015/2016.

My artist is the wonderful Peony, thank you for such a wonderful picture full of ideas.

So I do hope that you will enjoy this, there are 21 chapters and I shall be posting one a day.

Moments

By Duochanfan

Art By Peony

A life is full of moments, some that people wish to cherish and remember, and others that they would rather forget. For James Bond one such moment was learning that his parents had been killed in a car crash. For Q, his moment came when he woke up from a coma to find out his wife and four year old daughter were killed in a plane crash.

But there were some moments that they would remember for a lifetime, but for a different reason. The moment that a skinny young man sat down next to a grizzled older man in front of a painting. This was the start of many more moments, they won't erase the past, but they will paint the future for the two men. These are their Moments, the Past, the Present, the Future, the Good, the Bad and Everything in Between

Chapter One

The fourteen year old James Bond sat on the window seat of his room, overlooking the driveway that led away from the manor. He looked from the window and back down to the book that he had been reading. His dad had given it to him for his birthday a couple of weeks ago, and he finally wanted to read it. It was a little dry, he loved his adventure books more than this. But he had promised his dad he would at least give it a try. James glanced over to the clock on his bedside table and sighed, his parents would be going out in a little while. He would be alone in the manor, well apart from Mrs Handshaw and Kincade. And he wasn't able to bother either of them for anything at the moment, so he would practically be alone.

"Jimmy!" came a yell from downstairs.

James grinned, put his book down and got up. He rushed out of the room and ran down the stairs, "Yeah!" he called out as he jumped the last couple of steps and landed on his feet, almost falling forwards. He was stopped when two strong hands grabbed him on the shoulders.

"Slow down," a laughing voice said.

James looked up and smiled as he looked into the laughing blue eyes of his father, "Sorry dad," he grinned up at him.

"And so you should be," his mother said with a mockingly stern look, the corners of her mouth twitched as she tried to keep the smile off her face.

James looked to his mother and put on his most charming smile as he went to her and took her hand, "And you mother look more beautiful than ever," he said as he place a gentlemanly kiss on the back of her hand.

"You my child, are as bad as your father," she said, blushing a little as she leant down and placed a kiss on his check, "My boys," she sighed happily, a smile on her face as her light grey/blue eyes shone.

"You love us both," Andrew smiled to his wife, as he pulled the slightly shorter woman into his arms and dipped her, placing a kiss on her lips.

Monique laughed as she smacked him on the arm saying, "Let me up," her laughter rang in the foyer of the manor.

James laughed as he watched his dad let his mother up and kiss her again, "Why can't you stay at home tonight?" he asked the two of them.

Andrew looked to his son and shook his head, "Because your mother has been looking forwards to the performance of Swan Lake for the last six months. And if I don't take her, I have no doubt we would both be in the dog house," he grinned to him.

James laughed, "yeah, mum's like that," he said as he pulled a face.

Monique looked between the two of them, "And if you don't stop, you will be anyway," she told them, a little smile on her face, and mischief in her eyes.

"Sorry," the two of them chorused together, grins on their faces as they looked to the woman.

Monique gave a little huff, but shook her head as she smiled to them, "Come on Andrew, if we carry on we're going to end up late," she sighed, even though a part of her didn't want to leave just yet.

"Of course," he said with a smile as he took her hand and looked back to James, "Right," he paused for a moment, "How about this Jimmy, next week, when the weather is good, we'll go climbing together as a family," he suggested as he looked over to Monique.

She smiled and nodded her head, "That would be wonderful," she agreed easily.

James grinned at them both, "Really?"

"Yes, really," Andrew promised, nodding. Monique smiling beside him.

"All right, it's a promise,"James said with a nod.

Andrew gave his son a quick hug, even though James pulled a face. He made an even worse one when his mother hugged and kissed him. Both of them knew that he was playing, as they could see the smile on his face.

"We'll be back late, so don't wait up for us," Andrew gave him his warning.

"And don't cause trouble for Mrs Handshaw either. And Kincade will be around as well," Monique smiled to him.

"I won't," he said, smiling as he walked them out of the door.

Andrew and Monique said goodbye to their son once more as they got into their car. James waved his goodbye to them, as they both did the same back. James almost slumped when he could no longer see them. He knew that they would have fun when they went climbing next week. His parents had promised him, and they always kept their promises.

"Oh Jimmy, time for you to come in," Mrs Handshaw said as she walked out into the warm summer air.

James turned to the ageing woman and smile, "Of course," he nodded and followed her inside the manor.

"Dinner is now ready for you, and I hope you don't mind Kincade coming to join us, it would be such a waste for you to sit in the dining room all on your own," she told him, a grandmotherly smile on her face as she guided him into the kitchen.

James chuckled and nodded, "That's fine with me Mrs Handshaw, you know that," he smiled as he walked into the kitchen. There were some good memories in the kitchen, of him and his dad as they cooked breakfast for his Mum on her birthday. And baking cakes and cookies with his mother, and occasionally with his Aunt Charmain, when she came over.

"Good," she smiled to him as she watched him sit down and then dished up something for them all to eat.

"Good weather for the moment, though it looks like it might thunder later," Kincade said as he walked through the outside door and smiled to the young master, "young Jimmy," he smiled as he went and sat down at the table as well.

"Hi Kincade," James smiled up to him.

James and Kincade began to talk about James learning how to shoot. Mrs Handshaw wasn't too sure that Andrew and Monique would allow their only child to learn such a thing, even though Andrew was a very good shot. James finished his dinner and helped Mrs Handshaw to clean up as Kincade left them alone.

"Thank you Mrs Handshaw," he said with a smile on his face.

"Welcome, always," she smiled to him as she pulled something wonderful out of the oven and gave him a slice smothering it with custard, "You're favourite, Apple and Cinnamon Crumble," she told him as she handed him a bowl.

"Thanks," he grinned to her, "Is it all right if I go to my room and eat?" he asked her, looking hopeful.

"Go on," she chuckled as she shooed him out of the kitchen so she could finish cleaning up alone.

James smiled as he almost dashed from the room, just about avoiding spilling his desert over the floor as he went up to his bedroom. He sat at his desk as he ate, wondering a little of what to do for a few hours before he would have no choice but to go to bed. Even though he enjoyed waiting up for his parents to come home. Most fourteen year olds wouldn't, but James spent most of his time at boarding school, while his parents went around the world for business, and he missed having time with them.

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James sighed as he almost banged his head against the desk, he was almost finished with his summer assignments, and he wanted them done so he would be able to enjoy the climbing trip with his parents. There was still three weeks before he went back to school, but those three weeks would fly by, he knew that. He looked up as someone knocked on his door.

"Come in," he called out as he waited for whoever it was to come in, "Hi Kincade," he smiled to the man.

"Hello," he greeted gravely.

James' smile dropped as he looked to him, "What is it?" he asked, "What's wrong?"

"I have a some bad news son," he said gently as he walked over to him. James looked up to him, eyes wide, as he told him, "You're parents were on the way, their car was hit by another and spun around in to a tree. They, they didn't make it, I'm sorry Jimmy," he finished, feeling a little adrift as he didn't know if he had done the right thing in telling him now, instead of waiting for someone else to do it.

James shook his head, "No, they can't be, they can't Kincade, don't lie to me," he yelled as he got up and rushed from the room. He ran down the stairs to where Mrs Handshaw was, she would know the truth. She would know that they can't be dead.

James ran into the kitchen and stopped when he saw Mrs Handshaw, sitting at the table crying into her hanky. She got up as soon as she saw him and walked over to him. She pulled the young teen into her arms and held him. "I'm so sorry child," she said gently.

"No," he said shaking his head, tears forming in his eyes as he denied the truth, "They promised we would be going climbing next week, they promised. Dad never breaks his promises, you know that, so they can't be dead, they can't."

"I'm sorry child," she said as she rocked him a little.

James shook his head and pulled away from her, "No, they can't be," he yelled as he ran from her. He ran to the door and unlocked it, it led down into the tunnels under Skyfall.

James kept in the sob for a moment as he closed the door behind him and went into the dark tunnels. he hadn't turned on the light, there was no need, he knew his way around them. He had been going in them since he was a young child, having many adventures, with his friends and with his dad. James ran through them and came to one of the offshoots and crawled into it and finally broke down.

James didn't know how long he was down there for. He had cried, he had raged, and he had denied what was going on. In the end, it didn't matter. His parents were gone, and they wouldn't be coming back. He had heard Kincade a few times in the tunnels, but had been able to avoid him easily. Now his stomach was grumbling and had been for a while, he was thirsty, tired and dirty as well.

James slowly made his way through the tunnels and unlocked the door and walked out. He squints a little at the light in the room. He can see that there were people in there, but he didn't say anything.

"Oh Jimmy!" came the saddened voice of his Aunt as she got up and went over to him.

"Not Jimmy," he bit out as he looked up, almost glaring at the woman. That name was forever for his parents, and now they were gone, he didn't want to hear it any more.

Kincade, Mrs Handshaw and Charmain looked to the young teen and were saddened by what they saw. The joyful and playful young teen that had been running around with his dad and mum just days before was gone.

"All right James," she said softly as she wrapped her arms around him and held him. She had lost her brother and sister in law, but the young child in her arms had lost his parents. His world had crashed, and she would be there for him, as much as she could. She just hoped that she would be a good guardian to him.

James stood there, as she held him, he didn't react, he couldn't. There was nothing now, nothing for him. His parents were gone, and he felt as though he was gone as well.

Thank you all for reading the first chapter. I do hope that you have enjoyed it, and look forwards to the next chapter tomorrow!