Authors Note: Will put a Tissue warning, as some parts may be upsetting. I think this may be a series, but not too sure yet, i shall see where the muse takes me. :)

Spoilers for reference to some events that happened in Skyfall.

Usual disclaimers apply, sadly i don't own the Bond franchise. :(

Writing in Italics = Flashback

If you would like to see the actual pics of M's wedding dress and her engagement ring, the links can be found on my profile page :)

Bond couldn't believe that this day had finally arrived. Everything was perfect in his eyes. Soon the woman he loved would be his wife. He still couldn't believe she had said yes, but he was ever so glad that she did.

"Are you nervous son?"

Bond tuned to Kincade. The man was like a second father to him. When his parents had died, it was him that kept him in line till her joined the Royal Navy, and became Commander. They had lost contact through the years, till the mess with Silva happened, and he found the old man still at Skyfall.

"Not a chance, I've waited too long for this moment. Now that it's here, nothing is ruining it." Bond told him in confidence.

"I never thought I would see the day, that womaniser James Bond would be getting married."

"You know me Kincade, I like to surprise."

"Aye. You sure do son, I'll give you that. Emma is one beautiful lady, if you hadn't nabbed her, I sure as hell would have."

Bond gave him a smirk "Tough luck old man"

"Who you calling old you little shit!"

"I'll add partial memory loss to that category as well."

Kincade let out a sigh. From the years he knew James, he could be insufferable at times, womaniser at best and a cocky bastard at most.

"God knows how Emma has put up with you through all these years. That woman must have the patience of a saint."

"She has her moments, but the fact that i…"

Kincade put his hands up to stop him from going any further.

"I don't want to know what acts you and Emma get up too."

James loved riling up Kincade always had done.

"You sure? Because there was this one time that i…"

He didn't get a chance to finish, when he heard a familiar voice. Looking away from Kincade he saw Gareth Mallory walking towards him.

"Ah Bond, still terrorising people I see."

"You know me; life would be dull if I didn't."

Mallory let out a sigh. "That wouldn't necessary be a bad thing."

James only responded with a lopsided grin, and introduced the two men.

"Mallory, meet Kincade, my best man. Kincade meet Gareth Mallory, Chairman of the Intelligence and Security Committee."

They both shook hands. "So, you're the one that was after Emma's job?"

Mallory turned to Bond, who was looking away in an attempt to hide the full blown grin on his face.

"Whatever Bond has been telling you, is far from the truth?"

"It was Emma that told me."

"The full incident was a misunderstanding, partly on my part, but M jumped to conclusions. It was the Prime Minister that wanted M to retire; I merely passed on the message. I did get offered the job to run MI6, But, I knew Bond wouldn't work well under a new boss, which means he would either leave the service, or make my life a living hell."

"Aye, you would be right about that. If you think he is bad the now, you should have seen him as a kid. He blew up every thing he could get his bloody hands on."

"See some things haven't changed there then." Mallory raised an eyebrow.

"M doesn't seem to mind, as long as I get the job done." James told him in a matter of fact tone.

"Quite. Well I was right about M, she is sentimental over you after all. Not to mention if you both didn't admit your feelings for each other, myself and a few others were going to bang your heads together."

Bond's eyes widened "You mean people knew?"

Mallory rolled his eyes, for a secret agent he could be obtuse at times.

"Bond, I think near enough everyone knew. You both didn't exactly hide it very well. Every time I walked into a room with you both, I could cut the sexual tension with a knife."

"He's right there son. When you both arrived at Skyfall, even I noticed it."

"I'm just glad we won't have to witness you both making doe eyes at each other."

"Best not say that around M Mallory, she will have you shot."

"Well let's hope that she never finds out Bond. " He gave him a threatening look, before turning to Kincade.

"Glad to have met you Kincade"

"Aye, likewise"

"They both shook hands briefly before Mallory turned and started to walk away, only to turn back around.

"Oh before I forget. Congratulations to both you and M."

Bond gave him nod in thanks, and watched as he resumed walking to take his seat.

"Not long now son."

Bond merely gave a nod, lost in his thoughts. He thought back to that night in the chapel, and how close he was coming to losing her. He was relieved to know that she would survive. He no longer could deny his feelings for her. When she told him, that she had felt the same, his heart soared. They had been a couple for a year before he decided to ask for her hand in marriage.

Four months ago

"James, where the hell are you taking me?"

M couldn't see where she was due to the blindfold, which he told her to wear.

"Trust me M, it's a surprise."

M let out a sigh, "It had bloody better be worth it. I feel ridiculous."

Bond let out a chuckle at that. "It's worth it M, and you are anything but ridiculous. I would go with beautiful more than anything."

He placed a light kiss to her temple.

"You sure are a charmer James."

"Who needs to charm, when I tell the truth." He whispered in her ear, and slowly guided her forward to their destination.

His voice alone sent shivers down her spine. He made her feel things that no other man had made her feel. The first time they made love, she felt alive. He awoke a passion, she never knew she had, or she otherwise forgotten. In the year they had been together, she fell more in love with him. The rigorous sex life they had was a bonus. But it was the little things that caused her to fall deep. She never would have thought that she would find love again at her age, but she was glad she was proved wrong.

"Good thoughts are they darling?"

"Oh hush you. Are we nearly there, so I can take this bloody blindfold off?"

"A few more minutes, then you can take it off."

M let out a sigh, secretly she was excited to see what he had planned. He always knew how to surprise her. She was pulled from her thoughts when James gently pulled her back.

"Stop."

"Why? What is it?"

"Relax. We just need to wait for the lift."

M let herself relax against his chest, loving the feel of being in his arms. Her breath hitched as she felt him place feather light kisses on her neck. She tilted her head to the side to giver him better access.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" He told her between kisses.

"Likewise James." M told him breathlessly.

He placed a few more kisses on her neck, before he pulled away.

M let out a sigh at the loss. She heard the ding of the lift, to signal the doors being opened.

"Not long to wait now." He told her, and guided her into the lift.

Bond pressed the button that would take them to the top floor. He was glad that it was a clear, warm June night; it would make the surprise that much better.

It was only a few minutes before, the lift stopped, and the doors reopened. James stood in front of M and took her hands in his. He gently pulled her, to signal that it was ok to walk. Once she was clear of the lift, he moved to her back and removed the blindfold.

"You ready M?"

M gave a nod. Bond slowly untied the blindfold and removed it from her eyes. He heard her give a small gasp.

"Do you like it?"

"James… I love it."

They were in a penthouse apartment with a glass ceiling, which showed the night sky beautifully. The floor was covered in petals, to which M noticed there was a trail that lead to the bedroom. The room was covered in candles and a dinner for two was laid out already prepared.

M slowly turned around to face James, and slowly reached up to cup his cheeks in her hands and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Bond pulled her in closer and deepened it loving the feel of her in his arms. She let out a groan of pleasure at the sensation, before pulling away to look into his eyes.

"Thank you for this James."

"You deserve it."

M smiled lovingly at him. "I do have a question though?"

"Oh, and what would that be?"

"How an earth did you find an empty penthouse like this?"

James gave her a little grin "I didn't find it. Its mine, I bought it after the mess at Skyfall. The apartment I was renting when I found out you had sold my flat, after you thought I died in Istanbul, was small. I couldn't stand it. Then I saw this for sale and instantly bought it. I was hoping we could share it together."

M's eyes widened in realisation.

"Are you asking me to move in with you?"

"As a matter of fact I am."

"Oh James, I would love to."

He took her hand and pressed a kiss on the palm of her hand.

"There was something else that I wanted to ask you, but it can wait till after dinner.

M was curious, what could be bigger than being asked to move in with him, she thought.

Bond guided her towards the table where everything was ready. Ever the gentleman he pulled out her seat, to allow her to sit, before he made his way over to his own. They ate dinner, each of them feeding each other little bites from each of their plates. Once dinner was finished Bond went and got the dessert. He noticed M had now moved to the sofa. He walked over to her and placed the bowl on the table, situated in front of her. M noticed a dozen strawberries covered in chocolate.

"Now you're really spoiling me James."

He merely smirked and sat down beside her.

She watched a Bond picked up a covered strawberry and placed it to her lips. M slowly opened her mouth to take the fruit into her mouth. Taking a bite, she let out a hum of approval. Bond smirked, and saw some chocolate at the corner of her mouth.

He slowly leaned over and licked the chocolate that was there, before taking her lips in his. As the kiss deepened Bond could taste the sweetness of the strawberry and chocolate. He felt M wrap her arms around his neck holding him in place.

After a few moments, he pulled back, and gave her a grin.

"I think I've found my new favourite dessert."

She let out a breathless chuckle.

"I thought I was already your favourite dessert?" She questioned him breathlessly.

"Oh you are. But, with strawberries and chocolate to the mix, it makes you even more delicious."

"I'll have to keep that in mind, for future encounters."

The thought itself went straight to his groin, and he let out a groan.

"Keep talking like that and I won't be held responsible for my actions."

"Oh really…" M raised an eyebrow at him, and smirked.

"Just you wait." Bond pointed a finger at her.

M let out a laugh, she couldn't remember the last time she had been this happy.

"About, the other thing I wanted to ask you. I think now is the time."

M sobered up, wondering what it was that he wanted to ask her. She watched as James stood up and moved to stand so he was in front of her. She put a hand to her mouth, when she saw James kneel to the ground on one knee.

"My Olivia. From the moment I saw you, we had our differences. But gradually over time, my feelings for you changed. Yes, I may have slept with other women on the job, but those women meant nothing to me. It was always you that had my heart. You are always in my thoughts. The thought of you not in my life kills me; I never want to lose you. When I was holding you in my arms after you were shot, the thought of losing you scared me. Without you, I have nothing. I want to share the rest of my life with you Olivia, if you will have me"

James saw the tears in her eyes, but he could tell they were happy tears from the small smile that was on her face.

"Olivia Mansfield. Will you do the honour of making me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"

Olivia watched as James pulled out a small red velvet box and opened it to show a white gold engagement ring with a round cut diamond in the centre, with sapphire and small diamonds patterned on either side.

"James… it's beautiful."

"The sapphires reminded me of your eyes."

Olivia could feel new tears well in her eyes. She brushed them away with her fingers.

"So, will you become Mrs Mansfield-Bond?"

"Yes."

James's gave her a loving smile and took the ring from the box and placed it on her left ring finger.

"Perfect fit, much more beautiful now that it's on a beautiful lady."

He kissed the back of her hand, before standing up and pulling Olivia up with him and held her close.

"How are we going to plan the wedding? People can't know my real name James."

"Ah, that's where my genius comes in. Kincade knows you as Emma, so we will keep that name for appearance sake. And we can have the marriage papers read you're official name."

"That could work. You sure have thought of everything haven't you James." She murmured into his chest.

"When you're involved, you bet I have."

He softly smiled when he heard M let out a small chuckle at that statement.

"You have made me the happiest man in the world Oli."

She pulled away from him a little to look at his face. She saw the love, he felt for her shining through the blue depths of his eyes.

"And you have made me the happiest woman in the world."

She stood on her tiptoes, so she could whisper into his ear "Make love to me James."

James placed a hand on her lower back and the other under her legs and lifted her up into his arms. Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck, as he made his way to where the bed was.

She noticed that the rose petals were layered across the duvet. She turned back to James, with a raised eyebrow.

"I love you in red, but I love you without it too. This way, I can have both."

"Just when I thought you couldn't be any more romantic."

He gave her a grin "You know me Oli, I like to please."

"And you do it wonderfully."

He kissed her again and slowly guided her backwards till she was lying on the bed with him on top of her.

Present Day

James would never forget that night; they were insatiable and couldn't get enough of each other. He was right; her bare pale skin against the redness of the rose petals was a breathtaking sight. He couldn't wait till they had more nights like that or days for that matter. But the next time would be as husband and wife, and he was looking forward to it.

"You back with us then son?"

"I never left."

"That's good to know as the service is beginning."

Bond fixed his suit and made his way to the front with Kincade following behind him. Once he was in position, the organ started to play and the doors at the top of the church opened to reveal a vision of beauty.

Olivia started to slowly walk down the aisle, with Tanner by her side, arm wrapped through his. Moneypenny followed behind in an elegant deep purple dress. She was beautiful he had to admit, but his eyes didn't stay on her long.

James only had eyes for the lady in white. He noticed that the dress she wore was simple but elegant. It was designed so that the straps were positioned off her shoulders complimenting her neck, and showing off her collarbone. The dress outlined her curves beautifully. Her hair was styled normally, except there was a small headpiece, with diamonds decorating the top, which glistened in the light.

She wore a simple silver necklace, with a small diamond pendant attached. Her makeup was natural and she was carrying a bouquet of white lilies.

Tanner slowly walked her up the steps, so she was facing James.

"You are so breathtakingly beautiful. I think most of the guests are drooling." He whispered softly to her.

She turned to look, and noticed that some indeed were. Olivia turned away from the guests and turned to Eve and handed her the bouquet of flowers, for her to hold.

Bond and Olivia both turned to look at the Reverent who gave each of them both a small smile, before he started the official ceremony.

"We are joyfully gathered today to witness and celebrate the joining of two lives in marriage. Emma Mansfield and James Bond have come together with the sincere desire that the love which brought them to this union may grow and go out beyond itself into the lives of others. Therefore, we ask that the promises and desires of this union be realised. May you both be granted the patience to listen, the capacity to understand, the compassion to give comfort, and the joy to laugh and to just be yourselves. Let your marriage make a home where neither person is ever lonely. Let it offer illumination and the excitement of shared discoveries. Let it be large enough to endure the difficult times. May life's challenges bring you closer together and may you always be able to turn to each other."

"Please face each other and join hands."

James and Olivia looked into each others eyes, waiting for the part that would make them husband and wife.

"James, do you have something you would like to say to Emma before we begin?"

James took a deep breath. "You're my everything Emma; I would never have dreamt that this moment would become reality. I love you with every fibre of my being and I can't wait to live a life with you by my side."

Olivia gave his hand a squeeze as she could feel tears collect in her eyes.

The Reverent then turned to Emma.

"Emma, do you have something you would like to say to James before we begin?"

"I love you James, and before our relationship... I never thought I would find love again at my age. I want to thank you for bringing that love back into my life, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

They could hear some sniffles coming from their guests, which was made up of some agents and close friends.

"James, do you take Emma to be your wife and equal? Will you share your life openly with her and promise to love honour and stand beside her always, in times of joy and in times of conflict?"

"I do."

"Emma, do you take James to be your husband and equal? Will you share your life openly with him and promise to love honour and stand beside him always, in times of joy and in times of conflict? "

Emma gave him a loving smile "I do."

"Could the best man please step forward with the rings?"

Kincade took the white gold bands from his pocket and placed them on the sermon book, before resuming his original position.

"A circle is the symbol of sun, the earth, the universe, of wholeness, perfection, peace and of unity. As circles, your rings have no beginning and no ending. They are symbols of the growing relationship you have come to celebrate and confirm."

The Reverend held the book out to James, for him to take one of the rings.

"James as a sign of your faithfulness, place the ring on her finger and repeat after me. I take you Emma as my wife through all of the experience life holds for us, in faith and love."

James took her hand and looked deep into her eyes.

"I take you Emma as my wife through all of the experience life holds for us, in faith and love."

He placed the ring on her finger, admiring how lovely it looked on her.

The Reverend then turned to Emma, for her to take the remaining ring.

"Emma, as a sign of your faithfulness, place the ring on his finger and repeat after me. I take you James as my husband through all of the experience life holds for us, in faith and love."

"I take you James as my husband through all of the experience life holds for us, in faith and love."

She placed the ring on his finger, and then entwined his hand in hers.

"Having heard the vows you have made to each other, and by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife."

"You may now kiss your…"

The Reverend never got to finish his sentence, There was a resounding bang, which caused many agents to be on alert. James looked around and saw a hooded figure in the rafters, and watched as they fled the scene. He could vaguely hear Mallory shouting orders to some of the agents. He looked to Emma, to see if she was alright.

"James…" She held up her hand, which was now red.

He looked down, and saw that her once pristine white dress was now turning scarlet.

James quickly caught her as she started to fall, this scene was too familiar.

He looked out into the crowd; it was pandemonium "Someone call an ambulance."

James watched Tanner pulled out his phone and started to tell who ever was on the other end what had happened. He only hoped that they would hurry up.

"M… look at me. You have to keep your eyes open." He pressed one of his hands to the wound on her chest, to try and prevent her from losing anymore blood, while the other cradled her head.

M gave him a small smile, and weakly lifted one of her hands caressing his face.

"We almost made it, didn't we?"

"We still can M, just hold on a while longer, please."

"My James… you have made me the happiest woman alive in the last year, and I'm ever so grateful to you." She let out a shudder in pain.

James could feel tears gather in his eyes but he didn't care.

"It's me who should be grateful M, you always believed in me."

"I still do…"

Bond had to lean closer to hear what she was trying to say.

"Always remember… that I love you James… and that you can always find me here."

She moved her hand down from his face, so it was against his heart.

He could feel the tears flow freely down his face. The woman he loved, his wife was dying in his arms and he was powerless to stop it.

"Where the hell is that ambulance?"

"James…" it was merely above a whisper, he could tell she was finding it hard to breathe.

"Kiss me."

James knew in his heart that this would be a kiss goodbye, but his mind refused to believe it. He pressed his lips against hers, gently kissing her, pouring everything he felt into it.

James abruptly pulled back when he felt her breathing stop. "No, No. M open your eyes. He gently shook her in an attempt to get her to wake up. She didn't stir. He kissed her again, hoping that his kiss would awaken her. But he knew life wasn't a fairytale. He and M wouldn't get their happily ever after.

He held her close and slowly started to rock back and forth with her in his arms, crying at the loss of not only his wife, but the one person who meant everything to him. He didn't know, how he was going to face the world without her by is side. She was his constant, with her gone. He had no one, he was alone.

Kincade slowly approached James, laying a hand on his shoulder in comfort. "I'm sorry son."

James could hear the emotion in the old man's voice; she meant a lot to him too in the short time that he knew her. He knew he meant well, but sorry wouldn't bring her back to him.

He wasn't aware of anything around him; he didn't know how he could go on living after this. He hugged her body close to him, refusing to leave her side.

"James…" He heard his name being called, but he didn't pay whoever was calling him any attention.

The voice started to grow more distant and the next thing he knew, was darkness…