As she sat at her new desk Miss Moneypenny finally felt she had enough time to think about everything after her last adventure.
Part of her was glad to be out of the field work for now saftey concerns in general seemed much more real , as she thought about the fates met by both the previous M and Silva had shaken her up.
She looked at the English Bulldog on her desk given to her by Mr. 007 himself. He had brought her back a matching female version of the one he kept at home. Which brought her to the next dilema she now had time to ponder over.
It was really amazing what you could do with an extra pair of hands. Her hands were the same ones that had carressed and shot the same man she loved and took care of. Yet they were the same hands she was forced to clutch in frustration as she had to stand by and watch as his job required him to seduce or disarm all of his oppenents to finish the job. She was expected to do the same should it be required of her and that is when she realized she could no longer do such missions with Mr. Bond anymore. She knew she was special to him, as he gazed at her with such relief anytime she entered the room. His love for word play had them always engaging in conversation that would always amuse and ruffle her feathers in the most delicious ways. He always made sure to make it up to her though, she blushed as she remembered their night in China. He may have been an old dog but he had definetely taught her some new tricks. His impatience for her always made her smile and the way he cared for her afterwards she knew they had something special. Now things had come to a bit of a standstill as had given her very many avenues to contemplate before she decided anything. He had asked her to move in with him, and for this Miss Money Penny it was a very big step.
It was not as though she thought he had suggested so lightly. She knew James to be the solitary type and having known him throughout the years and worked with him on the field and as a friend he did not have very many real relationships. Which is part of the reason why they had kept their dating so casual before, but they did finally come together. It was inevitable, Mr. Bond had said. The first time he had seen her he told her he thought of nothing else but her for weeks, but had refrained out of respect for her and thrown himself into missions and mistresses. She was still happy with how their relationship was going but she wondered how serious she could get. Part of her was still afraid to be hurt by James, she knew him to be a loyal and loving, but also as stubborn as the bullgog statue lying on her desk. She knew him to be a gentleman though, he always had a way of surprising her. She supposed to would let Mr.007 do the charming on her for once, the proper courting to be expected from a top spy. She wanted to see how he would treat her if she started staying over more full time before deciding. She knew he was taking her out after her shift ended tonight, and she wondered where the night and would take her.