It All Ends At Skyfall

by SparkleXRiverX

Taylor Jones has been a secret service agent for most of her adult life, working alongside the infamous spy, James Bond. When James dies out in the field, Taylor joins Q Branch in attempt to move on. Here, she meets the latest Quartermaster, who she begins to develop feelings for. When a familiar face returns from the dead, Taylor has to save the day, possibly for the last time...

1. Prologue: Out Of The Night

AN: I don't own James Bond, Skyfall or any of the other characters. I just own Taylor and her family.

3rd Person POV

Rain violently banged at the window on this cold October night. Inside a small flat in England, a young blonde female tossed and turned violently in her bed. As the thunder clapped violently, she bolted upright, immediately regaining consciousness. She panted quickly, the inhalation of oxygen calming herself down. "What..." She breathed out, checking the luminous alarm clock beside her bed. "How is it only 3am?" She ran a hand through her scruffy hair, as a loud bang echoed to her ears. Within moments, she was out of her bed and was in her doorway. With a bat clenched in her right hand, she snuck out into the hallway and stood at the top of the stairs. The light from her fridge shone up the stairs, causing her head to tilt slightly.
There was someone in her house, and they were using her fridge?
By the time she reached the bottom of the stairs, the fridge had finally shut. Hesitantly, the girl walked into the kitchen. Slowly she raised the bat, but almost immediately dropped it upon seeing who was in her kitchen. "No..." She mumbled, shaking her head. "You can't be here." The figure in her kitchen turned to look at her with a faint smirk.
"Hello Taylor." They answered confidently. "Did you miss me?" She rolled her eyes, and in one swift motion, kicked the bat away from her feet, and took a step towards the person. "In your dreams, 007. Now, care to tell me what you're doing in my flat at 3am when you're meant to be dead?" 007 shrugged his shoulders, his dark blue eyes studying the slightly dishevelled girl in front of him. Long red scratches covered her shoulders, whilst faint purple bruises were present on the right side of her face. A slight sense of panic and worry seized him for a brief moment, as he wondered what exactly had happened to this young woman, who he had been teammates with for just short of 10 years. "That's a long story, Jones." He admitted, which caused the blonde to smirk to herself. "Oh believe me, 007. I've got all night."

AN: And I'm going to end it there! Thank you for reading; I hope you enjoyed! Please give me some feedback on this story, I'd really appreciate it! Thank you so much guys!
Melody x