When Q got to MI-6 he was faced with a rather strange situation. All the computer passwords in MI-6 had been changed and no one in the Q branch could hack into the computers not even Q. All programs had to be suspended and M was pulling his hair out. Well, what hair he still had.

Six hours after Q got back Money-Penny knocked on Q's office door, "Q."

"Yes Money-Penny?" Q responded. He wasn't getting anywhere with the computer problem.

"M would like to see you."

"Of course he does," Q said as he stood up and put his glasses back on.

Money-Penny lead him back upstairs to M's office, "He's in there."

"That bad?" Q said opening the door slowly. Money-Penny just shook her head.

"Have a seat Q," M said pointing to the chair in front of his desk. Q did as he was told, "Thank you, now. Do you know who did this?"

"Well," Q said running a hand through his hair. "I have a fair enough idea, but it's not like you could charge him with anything."

"Who is it?"

"My brother, Mycroft Holmes, and I have an idea that one or two agents helped him." Q said to the bewilderment of M.

"How is it that your brother could be out side of the law?" M asked rather confused.

"My brother holds, what he likes to call, a minor position in the British Government. In reality he is the British Government."

"So, do you know what he changed the passwords to?" M asked as he pored himself a drink.

"No, but I know a certain police officer who might be able to figure it out," Q said.

"Who?"

"D.I. Lestrade of Scotland Yard."

At about seven the next morning Q was sitting at Lestrade's desk, sifting through papers, when Lestrade came through the door. "Hello inspector I was wondering if we could have a chat about my wonderful brother."

"Which one?"

"Mycroft, he seams to have changed the passwords to some rather important computers."

"That seems more like something Sherlock would do rather than Mycroft," Lestrade said taking a bite of the donut he had in his hand.

"Yeah, well this had Mycroft's certain flair to it," Q said running a hand through his hair. "We can't get anything done and we need to get stuff done."

"What is your job?" Lestrade said sitting down across from him.

"That is about the most classified thing in the British Government," Q said as he shook his head.

"Well then I won't ask again," Lestrade took another bite out of the donut. "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to get him to tell you what the password is."

"You think he'll tell me?" Lestrade asked amazed

"Yes, he cares about you and he's vain, he changed it to something ridiculous and I'm sure he wants to tell someone," Q said standing up and grabbing his coat as he headed out the door.

"How do you know?" Lestrade asked.

"You slept in his guest room last night, no, for the past three nights," Q shut the door as he left.

One day latter Q had an answer in the form of a text, "You were right... It's 'abm1o2m2y5c9r8o1fBtGusmablrel'."

Q sighed, that was slightly ridiculous and it was such in Mycroft's style. Later Q walked in the door of his flat and dropped his stuff on his kitchen table and trudged into the living room to flick on the TV. A few minutes latter the door opened and shut again. "Hey, Q," said the muscular blonde man that had walked into the flat.

"Go away James," Q said frumping on the couch.

"Why? I didn't do anything," James said wrapping his strong arms around Q.

"Yes you did, you helped my brother with the computers," Q said still trying to ignore James.

"You have to admit that the password was pretty funny," James said.

"What if people had gotten hurt because we couldn't get the computers working?" Q asked upset.

"Your brother Mycroft told me that if anything had suddenly popped up he would unlock all the computers for you so you could deal with the issue," James said giving him a squeeze.

"Well it wasn't very nice."

"Yeah but it was pretty funny," James said chuckling.

"Oh shut up, you," Q said lightly punching him on the shoulder. Q was in the best of hands. He had two loser brothers and one very caring double-o agent.

A/N: So, I did a third chapter... once again tenth grade is kicking my butt and I had a minor writer's block because I didn't want this to be too cheesy. Turns out I just needed to bounce ideas off of someone. Anyone who can figure out what the unscrambled password is you get Sherlock Holmes points. Oh and if you want me to continue (I'm looking at you guest user) give me prompts. Oh! I could also start a new story in this universe. So yeah yay! I liked that chapter. Oh, also my James is actually a younger version of the Daniel Craig James Bond so it's not really weird for Q/007 to be a thing.