James walked in to see Dena in the kitchen.

"Did Q finally get that program figured out?" He asked.

"Yeah, I can make my own sandwiches now." She tried to smile. James caught on to that as any good agent would. He always did know when a woman was trying to be brave when she was actually terrified. On top of that her arm was in a bandage.

"Did I miss something?" James asked in general.

"She figured it out 007." Q murmured from behind his computer.

"Ah, yes that would set someone on edge." James returned to Dena and tried to give her a look of sympathy.

"Now that I have the codes and programs I can destroy them and we can leave."

"Destroy them?" James asked.

"Yes, I find that it is a danger to us and to her if they are not properly disposed of. That is what the report will say at least." Dena looked at Q.

"You mean you are going to destroy them? Not use them?"

"After what those imbiciles were doing to you I don't want to risk them reactivating them and using them against you. Besides, you should have control over your own body, not someone behind a computer screen." Q looked to where Dena and James were standing.

"I'm proud of you Q. You are finally destroying some fine machinery."

"I'm destroying someone else's machinery that is quite dangerous and that has not been requested to be brought back in one piece by their creator. Unlike your equipment 007, this must be destroyed."

"It's not going to hurt Dena or anything by destroying it?" James asked cautiously.

"No, I've simply got to decommission them and they will gradually be broken down by the white blood cells and excommunicated from the body."

"Just like that?" Dena asked.

"Just like that."

*Prompts for more or just leave it here? Please R&R*