It was about seven in the morning, the start of a new day but to Le Chiffre it was just daylight. He hadn't slept, not in days, wouldn't, couldn't. Le Chiffre had never cared much about anyone except himself, yet when it came to Bond he would happily lay down his life. Le Chiffre had just been a machine, finishing one job and getting richer, however, since James Bond had entered his life Le Chiffre had been reminded he was human, that he had feelings. James made him happy and he wanted the blonde back more than words could describe. He was looking out his hotel window, eyes filled with disrepair when Kratt suddenly burst through the double doors, he looked like he had run up several flights of stairs.
"Boss!" He panted, moving into the centre of the room. "I...I talked to some contacts at the airport, they..." He took another gulp of air. "...they saw a plane take off three days ago at noon. They saw a man carrying an unconscious blonde in the same clothes James was wearing that day. The thing is sir, I did some digging and the plane...it traced back to the British government, specifically..."
"MI6." Le Chiffre finished for him. "They took him."
It wasn't a question but Kratt nodded anyway and then took another step towards his boss.
"If he was unconscious that means he fought them, so he still doesn't remember."
It was the first piece of good news Le Chiffre had gotten since the whole incident had begun. James was alive, and may still love him.
"Ready a plane to England." Le Chiffre ordered. "And find me someone to torture for James' whereabouts."
"Yes, boss."
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James felt like crying, he never would though he wasn't one for tears. All he wanted was Le Chiffre, he didn't believe all they were telling him. You're an MI6 Agent, Bond. A double-0. Le Chiffre is the enemy you were meant to kill him. He's not your friend. Little did they know just how friendly he and Le Chiffre were. They said that he was being tricked into thinking they were friends, it just went to show how little they knew about him and the man he loved.
The so-called MI6 personnel kept showing him pictures and videos about himself, showed him his file. James didn't want to believe them, wanted to think they were fake, but there was something in the back of his mind that thought the images were familiar in some way, like a memory of a memory of a photograph that was blurred. It was strange, but he still loved Le Chiffre.
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"Ma'am I don't know if we are making any progress with Bond." Said Villers as M sat erect in her chair. "He doesn't seem to want to believe us."
"He's being stubborn, James always has been. I don't know what that Albanian bastard has done to Bond but I'll ring his bloody neck for it. Then shoot him." She added the last bit under her breath.
"Ma'am I'll speak with Doctor Carter when he comes in this afternoon. He should know more."
"Good. I don't want to give up on Bond. Not only does he had intelligence on Le Chiffre that we need desperately, but he is also the best Agent this country has. I won't let a one-eyed, egotistical, stuck-up, selfish son-of-a-bitch like Le Chiffre destroy that."
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When the plane touched down in London, England Le Chiffre's heart started beating faster, like it was seeking out James. His lover. He knew it was dangerous for him to be in London but he couldn't bring himself to care, Le Chiffre wanted his James back, just James, only James. If it wasn't for the Shirai family he and James would still be at his home in Russia, safe and happy. MI6 would never have found him, he never would have been in danger.
"Kratt, you said you had an idea on who we could take."
"Yes sir. There is a doctor by the name of Edward Carter. Our informants have said that he has been entering an MI6 facility on a regular basis, of course he already works for them but his movements have become unusual. I think they that is where they have Bond and carter is operating as his doctor."
"I need him back. Find me some schematics of the facility, I'll figure out how to get him. Once I have I need you to have the plane ready to leave."
"You don't want me to come with you, boss?" Kratt looked worried, like he knew Le Chiffre would find Bond or die trying. "Wouldn't two be..."
"No. I need you to hack in to their systems and make sure I stay undetected for as long as possible, call in my favours with Nicholas Burke and Gina De Marko, they will help you get in. One man is harder to find than an army Kratt. Have Gina hack into something important to keep their attention off their own systems for a while, the subway perhaps. A hack by the great Archangel should keep them busy. Have Burke help you navigate their systems, if they find you I want them to only get his hacker name, Havoc will not get the reaction that yours will."
"Yes boss."
Le Chiffre had a lot of work to do and a doctor to capture and torture, it was a lot of work but he would do anything if it meant he would hold James in his arms once more.
