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Several days passed since James´s departure but nothing changed, Vesper didn't receive any message from him, he disappeared without a trace and if it wasn't was Jamie´s constant babbling about his new friend and how he can´t find him anywhere, she would think that their reunion was just made up in her head.
But it wasn't and it made it hurt more. Although she was terrified beyond words when she saw him yesterday, and for a moment when he pressed his gun against her, she prepared for the meeting with whatever would come when James pressed the trigger. But then, when he didn't press it immediately, she knew that she was safe. If he wanted to kill her he would do it immediately.
Then they started talk about everything that happened in the years of separation, she told him about Jamie and how clever he was and James seemed genuinely interested. For a split second she thought that everything would be okay that Jamie would come to know his father, even if she doubted that James would leave his life as they planned years ago when neither of them knew about Jamie´s existence. The relationship between them was probably damaged beyond repair but she would be happy to just have Jamie know him. If he would come to see him once or twice in year, it would be enough. She would be happy just to see him and eventually exchange few words.
But as always in her life the moment of this bliss didn't last long. She just emerged for mere minutes and when she returned he was angered once again accusing her of telling M about Jamie. She wanted to explain, to calm him but when she finally recovered from her initial shock he was already leaving. And she didn't hear anything from him since. The first few days she thought that he was just angered, that he would come back eventually but with the days quickly passing it become obvious that if he was coming back, than certainly not in the next few days and she couldn't afford to stay in a hotel much longer. Salary of a primary school teacher in a village with barely 200 habitants wasn't exactly fortune and she couldn't afford the life she was used to have years ago. Normally she didn't mind terribly, the quiet and safety of countryside more than enough balanced the life in luxury but in this very moment she almost regretted not hiding at least a little bit of White´s money for herself. That would allow them to stay in a hotel few days longer. But since she played a good girl the money they had left was barely enough for one last night and the return to the home. One last chance for James to make a move but Vesper sincerely doubted that he would.
The morning came too early for her, Jamie waking her with a fluffy kiss.
"Let´s go home honey I have to work tomorrow." She smiled while packing the rest of their things in a trunk.
The flight back to London and the way to MI6 were actually quite quick and before he realized it he was standing in the middle of M´s office. The office was currently empty so he was left to think. Actually for the first time since he left Vesper. He was still so angry but couldn't really understand why. He was angry at Vesper when he saw and then learned that she was hiding their son from him but the anger quickly faded away and all that stayed was the mixture of relief and happiness that she was alive. So why was the fact that M knew all that time the truth so important? It wasn't like that Vesper told her herself, M more likely found out by some of other agents who started spying on him when he announced his departure. So why was he so angry and felt so betrayed? And why was he so furious with M and not at all with Vesper?
He didn't know how but he suddenly found himself in his boss´s chair and was surprised how uncomfortable it actually was, no wonder that M could be such a bitch. If he had to sit in this terrible thing the most of the day he wouldn't be cheerful queen either. It looked like if the chair was just taken from some torture room.
He was just entertained with the thought of the faces that M had to do when she first sat in when the door suddenly swung open revealing his quite pissed boss.
Good, he thought, it will make two of them then. He puts up his usual cocky mask and smile, baring his teeth.
"Hello boss… " He trails of.
"Bond! Get away from my seat." She says, her voice cold and sharp. The hint for him that he shouldn't mess with her right now. He doesn't oblige however, staying calmly behind the desk and not refrying from a cocky comment…
"Oh, but I am perfectly fine in my current position, thank you."
She blanches, shock evident in her face, (how not, nobody probably ever talked to her like and if he did, he probably didn't live much longer after that) but she quickly hides it looking as murderous as ever.
"Leave us!" She orders not too gently to her assistant and he obliges immediately, quickly closing doors behind himself.
"What do you want?" She asks, taking one of seats in front of him.
"This is the first thing you ask me? Not how the mission went or how my day was? Really, I have to tell you, that your social skills suffered terribly since the last time I saw you. " He says sarcastically, letting just a little bit of his anger coloring edges of his words.
"Don't play smart with me 007. You already reported your mission through the computer, so what do you want?" She answers her grey eyes staring at him with all her might.
"How long?" He asks silently, his voice losing his previous playfulness.
"You mean how long I have known about Jamie? From the beginning." She answers softly and it pisses him of even more.
"You knew all along? You knew and didn't tell me a thing? Even when you saw how difficult it was for me?! His voice rose now on the point close to yelling but he doesn't care.
"Of course I knew. I was the one who helped Vesper to find her new home and work…" She trailed of, not answering his other question, so he repeated it and she just looked at him, as if he was the dumpiest person on the world.
"You can´t be serious to ask me why. It´s simple really, I didn't want to lose one of my best agents." She said as if they were discussing the morning wheatear.
"So you didn't care about me, or Vesper at all." James knew that he probably sounded like a teenage girl just getting her first PMS but he couldn't help himself.
Of course, that M didn't care about his feelings and even less about Vesper. She was just doing her job by not telling him, but it didn't stop him to feel the sour taste of betrayal on his tongue. The work, the MI6 used to be all his life, all that mattered but in this very moment he found himself despite every piece of furniture in that damn building. They robbed him of five years of seeing grow his son and didn't even felt sorry about it.
"I am leaving. Permanently." He announced and was surprised how right the words sounded to him.
"Don't be a child. You think that you can play a happy family with them? Stop dreaming! We both know how many enemies you have out there. You will be happy for a few moments and they will be hurt because of you. You know that as well as I do. Is it really worth it to risk your son´s life?" She asked, her voice sincere and if he didn't know her for so long he would almost think that she really was worried about his son´s safety.
"I don't know, but I would be dammed if I didn't at least try. You will find my resignation in your mail." He answered and then left the office and soon after also the building, not turning back even once.
He was surprised how easy it all was. His resignation, packing and leaving of his apartment, almost as if it was simply meant to happened. If someone asked him, he wouldn't be able to explain it, it simply felt right.
He gave one last look to the marvelous view from his living room, knowing that in his destination he will be greeted by green mountains and noisy sheep, and then left to catch his plane.
It was almost three weeks since he left her in the middle of the night and she still couldn't get him out of his head. Vesper always thought of him, of course but this was different. In the past she always found a solace in telling herself that if he knew about Jamie he would be thrilled and how the three of them would be a happy family. But now, that he knew and didn't care it broke her already scratched hearth even more. She tried to stay as cheerful as possible but even Jamie knew that there was something wrong and wouldn't stop to ask her about it.
She was currently making a lunch, Jamie thanks God firmly glued on the television in the living room happily watching Tom and Jerry, when she heard a loud knock on the main door.
She sighed, making it quickly to the entrance hall to see who it was. It was certainly Miss Mortimer, her neighbor, wanting to chat about latest gossip in the village. But when she opened the door her breath caught in her throat, it wasn't Miss Mortimer or anybody from the village by that matter. There, right in front of her, was standing James Bond in all his glory with various boxes around him.
"I quit." He simply said, as if it did explain everything….
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