CHAPTER TWO

"Can't your friend come out and say hello?" Silva mocked. He had blown apart most of Skyfall, and started fires on everything that was still standing.

Bond saw the two tanks of gasoline that he'd brought from the barn. He moved them to the dining room and set them afire. Then he ran to the priest's hole, looking back and muttering, "I always hated this place."

Meanwhile, M and Kincade were working their way through the tunnel. M was struggling to keep on her feet, and was limping very badly, something that didn't go unnoticed by Kincade.

"Emma, are you alright?" he asked when she stopped for the third time and breathed deeply, gripping her side.

"Yes, of course, just twisted my ankle, I believe," she replied.

"Well, would you like some help?" Kincade offered.

"No, I think I'll be fine, thank you," M said, gritting her teeth as pain seared through her entire left side. She knew she was losing blood and needed help, but she also knew that there was hardly anything that Kincade could do to help her at the moment. She would just wait it out, for now.

The pair continued walking for a few minutes until M heard footsteps coming quickly towards them. She stopped and looked for the source of the sound. It was Bond running to them, with huge flames behind him.

"Go!" he shouted to them. "Run!"

M looked desperate. She knew that there was no way she could outrun a fire like that. Somehow, Bond seemed to realise this as well, because he grabbed her arm and pulled her along, trying to beat the fire. They made it out of the tunnel just as it exploded.

"Well, that was close," Bond said sarcastically.

"You damn right it was!" Kincade said. "What exactly happened?"

"Yes, 007, enlighten us," M said cooly. "What did you do?"

She was breathing heavily, and Bond could see that she was putting all of her weight on her right leg.

"We'll get to that later. What happened to you?" Bond asked. "You're favouring your right leg. Are you sure you aren't hurt?"

"I'm well-ah!" M cried. She fell to the ground, clutching her side. James rushed to her, catching her as she hit the ground.

"What's wrong, M?" he asked. She was silent, falling into and out of consciousness. "M! Answer me!"

"It's...my hip," she mumbled. "One of them...got me..."

"Ok, ok," Bond said, trying to reassure her. "I still have my radio, I'll activate it, they'll come with help, don't worry."

"I'm not, I'm with you," she said, closing her eyes.

END CHAPTER TWO

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