Thankyou for the reviews! They're much appreciated, honestly :) I was thinking about writing one where they all go to Disney Land in Florida but I'm not too sure... Your input would be helpful!

RebaForever15- I don't think I'll ever get used to Mallory as M, Dame Dench will always be my favourite!

liz1967- I know, I'm going to love writing this!

Fingirl- Yeah, thought it was about time I started a James B one!

I won't be updating this often, it's just I'm going home from my Holliday tomorrow (i'm in Florida at the minute) so were not doing much and I have a lot of time to type :D Anywho, here's chapter 2! (I'm a poet and I know it)


BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

M's alarm clock went off, immediately stirring the woman in bed. "Huh?" She mumbled as she turned to face the noise. "2 am?" She turned and sat on the edge of the bed, trying to remember why she was up so early.

It suddenly hit her that today was the day they set off for their "Department Bonding Week" that the PM and Mallory had organised. She groaned and went into the bathroom for a wash to wake her up.

Meanwhile, Bond was just walking up the road to M's house with his bags, enjoying the silence while it lasted, as he knew M wouldn't stop moaning once she got in the mini bus. He would have stayed in bed, but he couldn't sleep and was bored so he decided to walk round to M's.

She had just finished getting dressed when she heard something downstairs. She knew it was probably Bond, but she grabbed her gun anyway.

As she reached the middle of the stairs, M heard his smooth voice- "You can put the gun down, it's only me." She smiled a little, which was then replaced by a grumpy face as she realised he'd -once again- broken into her house. She made her way into her living room and her slight frown turned into a full blown scowl when she realised he'd also helped himself to her best Scotch. Again.

"Bond! What the hell are you doing? You're meant to be at your place so the mini bus can pick you up!" She snapped. "And why my best Scotch? Why not the crappy bottle Mallory gave me last Christmas?"

"I said I'd call the driver if wasn't in." He replied, grinning. "And there's a reason it's called "Glenfiddich Best Scotch" you know."

"Oh whatever, it's too early to have a full blown argument. What time is it now anyway?" She said, rubbing her temples.

"Uh, 2:47"

"Ok, best get the bags into the hall" she said, "will you give me a hand?"

"Sure" said Bond, "how many is there?"

"Oh, just 4."

"4?" He exclaimed, "I only have 1 and a carrier bag!"

"Look are you going to help me or not?" She snapped.

"Fine, fine, keep your hair on."

Bond grabbed one of her bags that was on her kitchen table, and immediately dropped it on his foot.

"Bloody hell M! What do you have in this, bricks?" He hissed, nursing his foot.

"No actually, shoes. Most of them are wellies- much to my distaste."

Bond sighed and picked up her bag. After 5 minutes of struggling, cursing, snapping and sweating, 007 and M were stood outside her house, watching the mini bus pull up to the bottom of her steps. They could both see that the other three were already seated, or a better term, squashed, into the back row, and were trying their hardest to wave at their friends.

"Good morning M, James." Said Tony, their driver.

"I wouldn't go as far as saying "good" morning Tony..." She muttered as she climbed into the cab.

"Good morning." Bond smiled at their driver before he followed M into the side of the vehicle.

"Hello everyone." Grumbled M, "God it's bloody cramped in here isn't it? Ouch Bond, that's my foot! Q move your bag. Tanner? Tanner can you move your leg back a bit- OUCH BOND I SAID THAT'S MY FOOT. Bloody hell, I'm meant to make it 3 hours in THIS? Jesus."

"Huh? What did I miss?" Mumbled Eve as she turned sleepily towards M and James who were sat opposite her. "Oh. Hello you two." She said that, yawned, and fell asleep, leaning against Tanner. He put his arm around her and she started snoring gently.

"At least she doesn't need to suffer this conscious." Said M under her breath, "Lucky cow."

It was just as they were passing Rotherham on the M1 when M suddenly announced she needed the toilet.

"There isn't another service station for the next 20 miles, you're going to have to wait." Said Q, who was playing a game on his phone.

"But I need it now!" She whined. "Or I'm going to wet myself. Stop the caaaaaaar!"

"We can't stop, we're in the middle of the damn motorway!" Said Tony from the drivers seat.

"I. NEED. A. WEE." Shouted M, who past caring that she was probably going to lose all self respect on this journey.

"NO!" Tony shouted back.

"YES."

"NO."

"YES."

"M YOU SOUND LIKE A BLOODY CHILD. WE ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GODDAMN MOTORWAY AND WE CAN'T STOP. YOUR GOING TO HAVE TO WAIT." Snapped Bond.

"Huh." Sulked M as she crossed her arms and turned to face the window. "I'll just wet myself then." She muttered crossly under her breath, crossing her legs.

After that there was little squabbling for a while. M looked out the window, muttering to herself from time to time, Bond read the newspaper, Eve stayed asleep on Tanner's shoulder, who also fell fast asleep, and Q's eyes never left his phone.

They stopped at the next services for M's toilet break and to stretch their very cramped legs.

"Can we have a coffee?" Asked Tanner, "I don't think I'll survive the journey without it."

"No," Replied Tony, "my orders were to let you out for toilet stops and that's it."

At that moment M walked back from the toilet with a cappuccino in her hand. "Ah, that's better." She said, but then noticed the party were staring at her.

"What?" She said, "do I have something on my face?"

"No, you're not meant to have coffee!" Said Q.

"Said who?" Scowled M.

"The PM. My orders were to let you out for toilet stops and only toilet stops." Said Tony.

"We'll I've only got half left so I'll jut drink it quickly now-" She was cut off by Bond who tried to grab the cup out of her hand.

"No, you're not meant to have it so bin it!" He said firmly.

"Hey get off! Don't forget I'm your boss 007!" She snapped pulling her hand away from Bonds reach, and draining the cup quickly. "HA!" She said triumphantly, "I win!"

"That was so childish M it was almost funny." Said Bond, half smiling.

She stuck her tongue out at him which was something he's never seen her do. "It's amazing what a good coffee can do..." He muttered.

They all got back into the car, and in no time they were at their destination- The Yorkshire Dales!