A/N: Okay, so here's the new chapter. It's not going anywhere serious until I figure out how to prank Mallory and so far I got nothing, so help me out here! I hope you still like this chapter. I'll be getting down to Bond/Louella action when I finish this prank part, so if someones dying for that it will come faster with your help. If brought Q into this chapter and I like to use Emma as M's name instead of what it really is (Olivia Mansfield). Also I am sad that I get only one or two reviews per chapter since there are more followers. Please guys!
RebaForever15 - Thank you for your review! I agree with that and you will hear more of them hopefully soon.
mollyweasleyforever - Thanks. Lou was what came to my mind first too, so I'll probably use that and maybe make something up still.
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Chapter Six – Getting Help
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Q opened the door to his apartment totally exhausted. He had worked on a new invention and then tried to figure out something to help Tanner, but so far it wasn't going well. He sighed taking of his shoes, muddling his soaked locks. The rain was pouring from the skies like it often did this time of the year and unfortunately for Q he had broken his umbrella that morning, leaving him to be drenched in the rain.
"Hello there Gentleman." He greated his cat that had come to sit a few feet away from him. He took off all his clothes except his underwear, leaving them in a heap next to the door mat. He turned on the electric kettle before taking a hot shower.
Q poured the steaming water into his cup, dangeling a camomille tea bag in the liquid. He left it to brew for a minut to check on his other cat. He found the huge furry lump sleeping soundly on his bed. He strocked her head slightly, which caused the cat to stirr and lift her head to check who was petting her before she fell back asleep.
The young man threw the tea bag into the garbage can and moved to the living room to enjoy his tea. Gentleman climbed onto him when he sat down on the couch, sliding his head along Q's cheek.
"Have you really been this lonely?" Q stroked the cat that was purring loudly, "Chewbacca doesn't keep you a lot of company, does she?"
Q had found Gentleman four years ago at an animal shelter. He was looking hor a cat and was not dissapointed when he found a little white and dark grey kitten with a grey head that had a white mustache pattern on the cats upper lip. Since Q had started working at MI6 he noticed Gentleman becoming depressed so he decided to get a second cat for the first ones company. Chewbacca was a darkbrown Norwegian forest cat. She had gotten her name from the Star Wars Wookie despite being female unlike her namesake. Chewbacca however could not keep up with the rather playful and owerwhelming need for affection, but it was enough for Q's absence.
He realized in that moment that if they ever wanted to trick Mallory they'd need some help. He got his phone with Gentleman in his arms, dialing the number of the agent that never returned his equipment.
"This be bloody important!" James hissed into the receiver.
"Bond, this is the Quartermaster."
"Is there a problem?"
"I need your help with something, but it can wait until tomorrow."
"No, hang on a minute."
Q listened as the other end rustled for a moment before he could hear a distant voice.
"Everything's alright Louella, it was only a bad dream. Go back to bed, I'll be there in a minute."
He waited for Bond to pick up the receiver.
"Alright, what do you need?"
"Well, see since M broke her leg Mallory's been making Tanners and Monneypenny's lives a livng hell. Tanner seems to be quite stressed out and so Eve-"
"Hang on." James pressed out quickly.
Q listened intently to what the agent would say. There was no doubt he was talking to his daughter and James Bond wasn't someone you would imagine to interact let alone take care of a child.
"Did it fall under the bed?" After a short while Bond was back on the line.
"Continue." Q heared a whooshing sound in the background, like a faucet had been turned on.
"So Eve asked me to help out. I haven't got anything yet and it all needs to be set up on monday. I figured you might be able to help."
"Does M know about this?" He asked suspiciously.
"No."
"Well I'll help you if she gets involved in the planning too. She's dying of boredom in her house and if she won't agree to doing it, then I'm afraid I can't help you either."
"I suppose you want me to call her?" Q said wryly.
"Obviously." Bond stated.
"Send me a text about wether she agrees or not. If she does tell her I'll pick her up at three thirty. I suppose you can be home by four?"
"I suppose so." Q could really get off pretty much whenever since he worked so many extra hours lately.
"Alright then. I'll also need your address."
"I'll send them if M agrees."
"Bye." With that one last word the agent had hung up the phone, leaving Q to call M.
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"Louella?" James carefully stepped into his daughter's bedroom. She was sitting on the carpet playing with a shape sorting cube. He handed her the pacifier that he had washe dafter it had fallen under her bed.
"You're supposed to be in bed." He said stroking her head softly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I no wan."
"You need to sleep. We'll go somewhere tomorrow and you need the energy." He pulled her little blanket back and set her on the bed before tucking her in. "I know you had a bad dream, but that's not real, alright?" He brushed Louella's hair from her forehead and planted a kiss on it.
"Good night, sweetie." He felt really weird saying that, but it sounded right.
"Nigh nigh daddy." She was nearly asleep by the time James had left the room.
He checked his phone and found a new message.
M's in. See you tomorrow 4pm.
-Q
He put his phone away and slipped under the covers.
She must be desperate if she starts pranking people in the office.
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James drove up in front of M's home at three twenty. He could sees he was moving inside her house, probably gathering her things.
"Daddy, whewe we go?"
"We are picking up Emma." Louella crumpled up her face with a look of total focus in her eyes as she tried to remember who this 'Emma' person was.
James was watching her from the rearview mirror when he noticed movement from the corner of his eye. M had opened the door and was hobbling out. He quickly got out of the car, walking over the side walk and up the porch.
"Your probably the first woman I've met who's actually on time." He said jokingly.
She merely snorted and started moving towars the few stairs separating her from the sidewalk.
"What are you doing?" James asked.
"Going to your car."
"Allright." He picked her up in one swift motion, causing her to get angry.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Getting you down the stairs." He stated setting her back down. "You would've only broken your neck if you attempted to climb them down with that monstrossity." he said pointing to her cast, "And that would mean we'd have to kill Mallory to get rid of him."
"Well don't ever do it again!" M hissed, moving towards the Aston Martin.
"I'm afraid that I will have to." He almost chuckled at the death glare she shot him, "That is if you plan on getting home tonight."
M slipped into the passenger seat, hnading him her crooks. James stored them in the trunk before getting into the car himself.
"Hi Louella." M said turning to the back seat to greet the girl.
"Hello Emma." she replied happy to finally have figured out who it was her father ment and being able to greet the woman.
"Emma?" M cocked one eyebrow, looking at James.
"She has to practice her speech." He said shrugging.
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They arrived on Old Street in Shoreditch half an hour later, parking in the parking lot of the warehouse. , being the modern techie he is, of course lived in a converted industrial space. James got out of the car, getting M her crooks before taking Louella out of the car. M sat sideways on her seat with the door open, ready to get up when Q'd arrive. Louella, who was full of energy after napping and then sitting in the car for a long time, decided exploring the courtyard by running around was a good idea.
M was amused watching the father-daughter pair. Louella sprinted around with her curls bouncing while James was trying to stay as close to her as he could without running after her. Autumn had really started showing, dying the leaves on the trees from a vibrant green to yellow and orange that looked like gold in the sunshine. To the great delight of the little girl there were quite a lot leaves on the ground already. James swept his daughter up when he saw a car driving towards the parking lot.
Q parked his blur Audi A1 Sportback in his parking spot and walked over to them. M had manged to get up and out of the car, standing behind it on her crooks. James and M looke drather different from their usual appearance, with M having one rolled up sleeve on her pants, a huge white cast and two crooks and James having a little toddler in his arms.
Louella on the other hand was fascinated by the strange man's curly hair.
"Hi guys!" He waved while walking over to them, "Eve should be here in a minute, she left a few minutes after me."
Q cast a glance at the little girl. Her hair was blonde, but not the dark, rugged colour James had, but a bright, golden shade. The icy blue colour in her eyes was an exact match to his, but the silver flecks must originate from her mother.
Louella reached out her hands placing them on his head, fideling with his hair. M chuckled at the motion and Q's startled expression.
"Dem nice haiw." The girl said smiling broadly.
"Thanks, I guess." In that moment another car drove into the parking lot parking next to them.
"Made a new friend Q?" Eve herself was just as curious about the great 007's daughter as anyone in the office, including the Quartermaster.
"Pwetty!" Louella sqeeled pointing to Eve's fluffy bunch of curls.
"I guess she just loves the curl." Q stated to a confused Eve.
"Could we start this meeting before nightfall?" M asked.
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A/N 2: I hope you liked it. Please leave a review on your way out. Oh, and just for your info Q's cat's look like this:
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I'm kinda sorry that nothing really happened, but it is partially due to the lack of reviews. I didn't have any source of inspiration or idea...