The telephone rang on M's desk, making him look up from his paper and sigh.

"Yes?" He asked irritated.

"Double-O-Seven is here to see you sir." Money penny's voice came through the speaker.

"Send him in." He folded his paper and tossed it onto his desk. M opened the mission he had for Bond on his computer. Q had it nicely arranged for him so that he couldn't screw up. Well, potentially that is. Bond entered with his confident stride to one of the chair in front of M's desk.

"Good morning, sir." Bond didn't even make an effort so sound cheery. He knew M didn't like him that much and he certainly didn't trust him.

"Morning, Double-O-Seven. How was your vacation time?"

"Relaxing, sir." Bond said icily. After the incident with Silva, MI6 told him to take some time off to help recover from the grief and his injuries. He hadn't wanted to but of course they were orders to be followed.

"Good. While you were sipping away vodka martinis, MI6 has been cleaning up the mess you left behind."

"You told me to take the time off, sir."

"On a lighter note, I have an assignment for you." M turned to his computer, showing Bond a picture of a young lady. She looked young and Bond read her profile.

"5'5, red head, green eyes, American, was a student. Why am I reading a missing girl's profile?"

"Dena Winters went missing in the middle of the night from her home back in September 2011. We recently received information that the Chinese group Iron Diamond has been holding her captive, along with a few other missing persons. Your mission is to get her out of there and get her to Q so he can figure out what they were doing there."

"I thought Q's specialty was computers, not human biology."

"We believe that the technology inside her is computer based. They have been working on nano-bot technology for quite some time now. It's not science fiction anymore unfortunately."

"Are there no other test subjects? She surely can't be the only one."

"All the other test subjects have either died or been shut down. Dena's design was the only one that functioned properly."

"And what do they want to use these nano things for anyways? I thought they were used to cure cancer?"

"Pre-programed weapons. We don't know much about it and we need to get her out of there before they send her in as a tourist and coming out a terrorist. As you can imagine, Q is very eager to get a hold of this valuable information."

"Of course. I do all the hard work and bring him back the goods."

"Actually, he will be coming with you." M smiled. Bond did not like where this was going.

"Coming with me?" Bond repeated just in case he heard wrong.

"Yes, he said something about reprogramming the nano-bots so that she does not attack you or something like that. I'm sure you have no objections to that." M said knowingly.

"If only he could reprogram all the low lives."

"It would put us out of a job I daresay. You leave tomorrow, Q left a day or two ago. Miss Money penny will have all your information ready for you." M nodded to the door.

"Sir."

"Oh and James," M called as Bond put his hand on the door knob, "try not to kill each other on the way there, will you?"

"No guarantees, sir." James smiled.