The offending vehicle roared into life as it jerked forward pushing M's body to stick dangerously close to Jack, she could feel her inner thighs slap in his outer thighs. Then the motorcycle jerked backward sending her senses into overdrive instantly sending her arms around his stomach and planted themselves there firmly.

''Hold on tight lady, i'm still getting the hang of this thing.''

''Stop this bloody thing NOW, or i'll get you hanged!"

M is shouting from the back, her face buried behind his shoulders, Jack only heard pieces of her lamentations which by the way is sufficient if you put two and two together as much as he wanted to examine the situation, he could only concentrate on his driving the fucking two wheeled devil, mentally calculating where he'd take her, and yet her close proximity is messing up with his senses, the feeling of her breast dangerously pressed in his back and her thighs against his is isnt helping either.

This could prove to be the hardest favor James Bond ever asked from him.

She couldnt help but notice his smell, it's not aftershave or a musky perfume unlike other men that she knew. Its a man smell of sweat ,coffee and cigar she felt lost in it like she is being mentally caressed by the smell. Although at the back of her mind, she is berating herself for having the time of disecting his smell instead of figuring out what the devil is going on. This man walked in, shook her hand, kissed her deliciously if she may say so, grabbed her and is presently driving her in a motorcyle, then the knot in her stomach tightened, is she being abducted?

She looked around, contemplating if she should jump from the vehicle moving 140 kph would it do her more harm than it could save her. She decided against it and pulled her body closer to the man.

Slowly the high rising buildings is thining away as the drove to what appear to M as suburbia, trees started to thicken, she noticed they are now out of the main highway and finally slowing down, there is even hope that the might stop, they did.

Worcester Park, Beverley Brook

"Who in the devil's name are you?"

M demanded as she got off the motor cycle, preparing herself to run at the first chance she'd get.

''M, please calm down. I told you Jack Ward. I'm CIA''

''And all the more, that you have no business in taking the head of MI6 in your little road trip.''

''look, you are not safe. give me your phone please.''

Despite herself M fished the phone from her pocket and handed it to him without question.

''Is this waterproof?"

''Of course it is! you thinkour government could not afford?"

He only gave her a wry smile, Jack walked a couple of steps before tossing the phone into the nearby brook

''What in the devil's name are you doing?"

''Keepin you safe.''

That proved to be the last straw, M started to ran as fast as her impossible heels would take which is not very far, before she fell and twisted her ankle She winced in pain as her knee came in contact with sharp pebbles, she could feel the cut through her slacks just below the knee and a stream of blood started to trickle down.

Jack walked slowly towards her he bent down beside her

''Please dont make this harder for both of us, I'm Jack Ward, head field agent,New York, CIA. I've worked with your James Bond, 1995 in Severnaya, Siberia. GoldenEye. please trust me.''

M racked her brains for the memory, yes she remembered.

''what happened to the Wade surname?"

''as if M is your real name.''

''touche`"

She gave him an appraising look, despite herself, she smiled remembering a particular detail that was included in the directions file

destinct mark: rose tatoo above the left buttocks with the name Moffet below it.

''No,sorry to disappoint you, the rose tattoo doesnt exist.''

''and Moffet?"

''doesnt exist. i dont even have a first wife, i cant have a third.''

Jack placed his arm around M's waist and the other, under her knees, lfted her up without much effort and walked her back towards their vehicle, he tenderly placed her there side saddle to examine her ankle.

''a while ago, Jimbo, well, 007 called told me to take you and keep you safe because you are in danger.''

''did he now?"

He pulled a band aid plaster from the pocket of his jeans and tenderly placed it on her scraped legs.

''look, just let me take you to a safeplace, then i'll try to explain what i know, and please try to behave yourself.''

'I can try.."

Now on side saddle, M couldnt help but miserably wrap her right arm around Jack's body, between that and the uncomfortable position, she started to get jiggly.

''Will you stop wiggling about?"

Jack raised his voice against the sound of the engine.

''I am slipping!"

''No you are not. just stop moving!"

''I AM BLOODY SLIPPING AGENT WARD!''

''Well then you hold on tight because we are riding the lightning baby!"

''I am warning you, you stop this thing NOW! and turn back.. this is ridiculous!"

''Too late now M, we are already here.''

M noticed that they are now nearing a lovely cabin beautifully installed between lovely trees and the calming brook.

If this is how a kidnapping goes, she might as well try her beginners luck.

tbc