I don't own any of the characters. They all belong to Ian Fleming. I also don't own the song. That belongs to Lifehouse. Please R&R and enjoy! This is my first story on here so I'm totally excited to hear what you guys think!
Hanging by a moment. Hoping to have a chance of luck on my side. Praying that I'm not to late to save. Knowing deep down that she has given up her life so that I may live. Knowing...That no matter how hard I push nor how many breaths I give her there's no way she'll come back. The one thing I held near and dear to me, was now gone. She had betrayed me. Took the money I risked my life to win. Took my heart and crushed it. Though, despite the feeling of anger I felt for this woman, I couldn't stop the tears from falling. I have fallen in love with this mysterious woman who showed up out of the blue on a train. And now, I had lost her. My diamond in the rough. Vesper Lynd.
The first thing her eyes noticed when she woke up was the bright light hanging above her. The big bright white light that when quickly glanced at would blind a person for a moment. Worse it would cause the headache she had ten times worse than it was. Glancing away she took in her surroundings and caught the blurry outline of a person.
"James..." She whispered though cracked life and a sore throat. The figure looked to her before whispering to another. "James..." She tried again.
"Ms. Lynd can you hear me?" The figured asked. She frowned lightly under the multiple tubes she was attached to. That voice didn't below to her beloved James. It was much to famine to be a male voice. "Ms. Lynd...If you can hear me I need you to make a sound." The figure instructed. Her vision soon cleared and she saw the figure was indeed a woman. A much older woman who looked much younger than her age.
"I can hear you." She said.
"Good. Now I have a few questions for you if you are up for them." She nodded and the older woman continued. "Do you know your name?"
"Vesper Lynd." She answered confused by why this woman was asking such a idiotic question.
"Good. Now do you know where you are?" Vesper shook her head but judged from the way the room looked it was a hospital room. "You are in Ospedale Civile Maggiore in Verona. Do you know why your here?" Again Vesper shook her head. "You nearly died from drowning in Venice." Vesper frowned and looked away from the woman. "Your lucky to be alive Ms. Lynd. If not for us you would be six feet under." The woman informed her.
"I don't wish to be rude ma'am. But why are you here? I know your true purpose isn't to tell me the good news of my miraculous survival." Vesper said. "Who are you?"
"You wish to know who I am?" The woman asked. Vesper nodded. "I am M and the reason I am here is to keep you away from 007." She said. Vesper frowned.
"So you're the mysterious M James told me about." Vesper said. M nodded slowly keeping Vesper's gaze.
"That is correct Ms. Lynd." Vesper nodded slowly and scoffed. "You find this funny?" M asked.
"No I find it funny that you spent your time to keep me alive only to keep me away." Vesper said with a sarcastic smile. "It was truly a waste of your time."
"We figured there would be some use for you." M defended herself.
"Some use of me?" Vesper laughed lightly and rolled her eyes. "That is the poorest excuse I've heard ma'am." M frowned lightly and gave Vesper a light glare.
"You wish to be dead right now?" M asked.
"Your keeping me from the one thing I want most right now. Tell me, if you were in my spot right now, wouldn't you want to be dead as well?" Vesper asked.
"If I remember correctly, you are the reason this happened in the first place Ms. Lynd." M said. Vesper looked away once more, this time feeling the guilt for her decision to betray the man she fell so very in love with. "Now. Back to business." M said, clearly satisfied by the reaction. "As you know Bond is my best agent and I am in no position to lose him. I have set up a new name and home for you in Rome." M said.
"Rome...I'm not allowed back in London?" Vesper asked.
"No. The moment Bond has news you are alive he will go to you." M stated harshly. "Your new passports, credit cards and Identification cards are all in this folder." M said while placing a file on a nearby table. Vesper reached for it and pulled out the passport.
"Annabelle Green?" She asked. "That's the best Mi6 could come up with?" She smiled lightly.
"Is there a problem with the name?" M asked. Vesper shook her head and set the passport down. "I will have someone here to watch after you 24/7 just in case you decide it best to leave. I will be in touch within the week." M said before starting for the door.
"Before you leave tell me something." Vesper said sitting up fully in bed. M stopped yet didn't turn towards the other woman. "When you told him about my life..." Vesper started. "What did he say...?" M sighed lightly and turned to Vesper, a frown on her face.
"The bitch is dead." M told her. Vesper nodded and looked down. M took it as a sign to leave and left the poor woman alone.
"I'm falling even more in love with you, letting go of all I've held on to. I'm standing here until you make a move. I'm hanging by a moment here with you."
