Chapter 10
Felix is suddenly released by General Scott and his men. The General quickly brings Felix up to speed on the situation developing upstairs.
"We need to gain access to the top office there is a security protocol in place. Cameron has the head of MI6 trapped in there with him."
Felix's eyes go wide. "What! Where is James? Have him released and give him a phone to call London to help!"
Felix rushes to the command centre with the General. Cameron's aid, Frank is sitting there under guard. "How do we release the locks for that office?"
"I...I can't only he can. He has gotten desperate in the last day...there is no telling what he will do to her."
Felix grabs the man by the shirt. "THEN WHY IN HELL DID YOU LOCK HER IN THERE WITH HIM!"
"I was just following orders!"
Bond's dragged out and brought to the command centre as he hears Felix's voice scream out.
"WHERE IS M?" Bond asks. The crazed look in Bond's eyes does not reassure the General who brings the bloodied bodyguard up to speed.
Bond get's Q on the mobile they give him and begins screaming commands. CIA tech specialists arrive in the command area and Bond hands one of them the mobile with Q on the line.
"LET Q BRANCH IN! WE NEED ACCESS TO YOUR SYSTEMS TO GET M OUT OF THERE NOW!"
Peters exclaims, "M's wire went down the second the security protocols went into place."
"Damn it!" The General nods his permission to Peters and the tech staff to allow Q branch access to help and they begin scurrying to their computers.
Bond turns to Felix and says, "take me to her."
The two of them leave and run to the elevators. When they reach the outer office doors they enter but Bond curses as he pounds on the secure door to Cameron's office.
"M! CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
Nothing…
"James maybe I should take you to medical to get those cuts looked at."
Felix has never seen such a troubled look on his friend's face before.
"NO...I need to get to her...she is my responsibility...I bloody well should never left her alone...at any point during this trip."
"I am going to call for a medic to come to us...will you at least let them stop some of the bleeding on your face."
"Forget it Felix...it's not important...I need to get to her that is all that matters."
"Bond...is there something going on between you and M?"
The look of desperation on Bond's face says it all...he is completely smitten with M.
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"Douglas has M in a tight embrace as she struggles against him. "Let...me...go...Douglas...please."
M feels his hand open her jacket and move up her body stopping momentarily at her breast as Douglas pulls the small microphone from her blouse. Looking down on her with a lustful gaze his hand lingers near her breast causing her to inhale sharply.
"Now you say please...now you act contrite when there is no hope of you getting away. It didn't have to be this way M...I just wanted a night with you and now you have ruined my marriage and have done your best to destroy my career."
Douglas releases her and begins to move behind his desk calmly pointing for her to take a seat across from him. On the desk, in front of him is a pistol. Cameron pushes it across the desk to M.
M still stands and looks down at the gun in surprise.
"Take the gun M. It's loaded...use it if you want, but know this, if you do, you will fall into the story that I created about what happened between us the other night. The press will be sent my side of the story complete with the records that you copied out of my laptop once you tied me up in bed...unless I prevent it within the next few hours."
M scowled at him taking an offensive position against his absurd accusations.
"Don't be absurd, I have the video confession from you room that night and NO means NO! If you had only taken my NO and moved along none of this mayhem would have happened. Your lack of control was your undoing not me saying no to you."
M takes the gun off the desk, sits and rests it in her lap.
"Look... if you release me now...it will look better and I will not press the issue allowing you to retire. General Scott agrees that it is for the best and we can casually distance ourselves from making a very public international scene."
"You are so stubbornly arrogant M...YOU will allow ME… I can excuse you sending the picture to Susan...I can smoothed things over with her, but you released it to the press and that my dear, is inexcusable."
"I never did that. Q branch felt it prudent to alert the press to distract you. We were just looking out for ourselves, trapped in a foreign nation with limited resources and allies it seems. All because you couldn't keep it in your pants. How could you let your base urges ruin your career?"
"Base...really. Having wanted you for 15 years is base? I didn't try anything for years! I realized my attraction to you at the very beginning, out of respect M, I did nothing until you were a widow."
Douglas leans forward in his chair becoming angry again.
"I respected you and your marriage...our positions. So the one night I finally get the nerve...a little too much wine and I am base? I am a criminal for wanting you?"
"Yes...you never asked me...you could have said something...said you wanted out of your marriage or even bloody well asked me to have an affair. Instead you force yourself on me...causing all this mess. You assumed I would feel the same way and you are calling me arrogant! This is not the bloody 60's anymore Douglas and I refuse to play the victim or let you get away with this!"
Douglas tosses his hands in the air. "So my feelings for you mean nothing?"
M crosses her arms in anger glaring at him across his desk. "And mine mean nothing to you apparently. So what do we do now? I don't want you and you are full of rage towards me, so where does this leave us but in a complete disaster of a mess."
Douglas leans forward his elbows planted on his desk as he steeples his fingers. "Here is what is going to happen M. We will both keep our jobs, save face and enjoy making love on my sofa for a reward."
M scoffs rolling her eyes at him. "You must be bloody joking. Douglas, this insanity has gone on long enough. See reason, let me go and turn yourself over to General Scott."
"M...I don't want to hurt you...I just want you...why are you so resistant?"
M's brows furrow in confusion and anger. "Why? Why can't you understand I have no interest in you and will not be engaging with you on any of your furniture anytime!"
Douglas smiles smugly. "This is why I gave you the power this time...the gun. I want you to agree to sleep with me and then we will sort out this misunderstanding. You will agree. I have enough friends in high places to survive this sex scandal. Any enemies that I have, I also have dirt on...so I am not too worried there. On top of this I will give MI6 exclusive overview of all European operations just as you were petitioning for at the conference."
"Don't be a fool...open the door."
"M, I want you to look at a few photographs." Douglas slides a folder across the desk to M.
M opens the file and her face drops. One is of her daughter...the other her son. Time stamps are from yesterday."
"The men that took those have escaped the net MI6 placed over all our operatives who have been in Britain a while but these two...I sent the second I was uncuffed, naked and decidedly unsatisfied in my bed, after our lovely dinner."
M jumps to her feet and points the gun at Douglas across his desk.
"Douglas...CALL THEM OFF! This is beyond...NEVER would I threaten your family! How can you continue with this cruelty?"
Douglas stands, staring her down even with the gun aimed at his chest. "YOU...YOU think nothing of destroying my life and I'm the cruel one!"
"I did nothing wrong! Just accept the consequences of your actions. I cannot change the fact that they will force you into retirement. As for your poor wife Susan...well I don't know how you will manage your wife and I honestly don't care! I did not do this, you did!"
"We have to overcome this impasse M and this is what I suggest. You destroy that video you have, and contact your PM explaining to him and the President, that this is all a misunderstanding. I will ensure your children survive and you consent to having sex with me, to seal the deal. This is not too much to ask for the lives of your children M."
M's stunned...there is no way she can contact Tanner to save her children. If she shoots the bastard they will believe she has gone insane and she will be vilified in the bloody press. Her career or his? The lives of her children for a sexual encounter under duress.
"Has no woman ever said no to you before?" M spits bitterly.
"No...why would they? I am an attractive man...I have money, power and friends in high places. I don't have to look far for female attention."
"And then after...what? I suppose we kiss and cuddle on your sofa until they override the locks and then what? You just let me go? What about my agent? Are he and I allowed to go back to Britain?"
"Bond...oh...your lover? I gave him a schooling in the basement. I suppose you and I could come to an understanding for his life also."
"So what then...Bond leaves with me only to have your men continually threaten my family when ever you have an itch you want me to scratch? I suppose you will come over to London and expect me to entertain you again? You are a...deluded...bastard!"
"I only asked for this one encounter but I do like the sound of your plan better. So what is it going to be M...sacrifice your own children or keep the status quo and gain all the concessions you asked for? As far as I'm concerned, my plan is a good one and all it costs you is occasional sex. I will make an honest woman of you if you like. I will divorce and marry you, but by the anger in your eyes love, I think you would rather die by this point. Time is ticking down love...you need to decide, but kill me with that gun and the ones you love die."
"I too have men in play Douglas." The look in M's eyes has levelled other men...but the smug bastard just smiles at her as he glares right back.
"Yes...but is that a risk you are willing to take Olivia? Ryan and Judi...even their children are at risk. My children are safe. I keep agents on them at all times. As for your young lover...Bond's life is on the line too. There is so much to gain by just enjoying some time with me...you can even think of him if that will get you in the mood. I am secure enough in my abilities that you will not be thinking about him for long."
M tightens her grip on the gun...her stomach in nots she feels like she's going to be sick all over the smug bastards desk. How could she have let herself be so blindsided by their supposed friendship, for him to get such an advantage over her.
M's only hope is that Tanner thought to have eyes on her children and that Bond can get around the locks on the office door.
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Q turns to Tanner after M's mobile goes online. The video is incriminating...that bastard deserves to go down. All CIA agents in Britain are at an RAF base and headed home.
"Q have the ones that were watching M's house been taken?"
"Yes...that bastard has known M and her family long enough to know her name and where she lives."
"Does that mean that Douglas Cameron knows M's children also?"
Q looks at Tanner in shock, "I never thought of that!"
"Shit! Q what if there are men watching her children?"
"Mr. Tanner you need to get them and bring them in...now!"
Tanner runs from Q branch to get 003 & 005 to get to M's children.
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Douglas is waiting...he may go down for this but not before he gets what he wants and saves his career in the process. Douglas stands and moves around his desk towards her.
"Time is up M. My team in Britain needs me to contact within an hour...we need to consummate our deal."
M stands and faces him still holding the loaded gun, she drops it on the desk. Looking at the floor with an incredible feeling of despair overcoming her. What choice does she have...
Douglas smiles and closes the distance between them. Grabbing M and pulling her to him.
M pushes at him with all her might but he forces his tongue down her mouth. His hands grope and pull at her clothing. His hands reaching desperately for the bare skin under her blouse. Douglas pushes her over to the sofa and forces her on her back while he opens his belt one-handed.
M begins to kick at him and push his body away from hers...her panic building as there is no escape this time but she can't bring herself to make it easy for him.
M swears she hears Bond and others yelling and pounding on the door to the locked office.
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Q takes access with the help of his counterparts at the CIA...the locks open once the code is entered...finding the code took some doing but eventually the CIA and Q branch broke in.
Bond rushes into the room first. His eyes narrow in on the sofa and he immediately pulls Douglas off the woman he loves. The rest of his thoughts disappear in a blinding rage as his fist connects to the man's face with a satisfying crunch.
Distantly Bond hears Felix and M call out to him, but he continues to punch and kick the bastard. He wants to kill him but M said no...but Cameron need only barely be alive.
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Eventually Felix manages to pull Bond off a beaten and bloodied Douglas Cameron lying in a puddle on the floor of his office.
Bond is panting...almost blacked out in a rage, triggered by seeing that bastard touching M.
Killing Cameron was his only goal. He almost hits Felix...for stopping him.
Bond stumbles towards a disheveled M, now leaning on Douglas' desk staring at Bond in shock, her clothes disheveled but still on...thank god. The look he gives her is full of guilt and pain mixed with sudden relief to see her unharmed.
Bond pulls her into his arms and rests his chin on top of her head. He whispers into her hair, "thank god...I made it...M...my god M...are you alright?"
M cannot be seen in his arms like this for long...it will look wrong and she has to alert Tanner to get to her children NOW!
"Yes...Bond...you must let me go. Bond...please," her voice lowers to a whisper. "Dear boy...I am fine...let me go now. I must speak with Tanner now. Please James...it doesn't look right."
General Scott walks into the office and takes in M's disheveled appearance as she leans on Cameron's desk. Bond looks bloodied as he moves away from holding her. He turns and looks down at a bloodied unconscious Cameron...he deserved it for what he tried to do to this woman. He hands M her mobile that she gave him to guard earlier. He then turns to go to the outer office and make some arrangements and calling medical for Cameron.
Felix and Bond watch M as she moves around the office nervously.
M contacts Tanner her body tense and worried as she paces the office and takes a file from the desk and shreds it in the corner of the office. Suddenly she breathes a sigh of relief.
"Thank you Tanner...thank you for remembering to look after them. And Tanner...have Ronson and Drake take care of those men please."
Bond's brows arch in question. If Tanner gives 005 and 003 that message...they will kill whomever they have but Bond will not voice that in current company.
Whoever M's worried about is fine and the ones the CIA sent will be returning in body bags if they make it stateside at all.
M speaks to Q and walks behind the desk to Douglas' computer. "Q...there is information on this computer I need removed."
Q access the computer once M allows the link and removes any information on M and her children...it is Cameron's personal computer so M decides it is better to wipe the entire drive hoping that will be enough to protect her family.
The General returns to the office with some medical personnel to take the former director of the CIA to medical.
M shakes the General's hand. "You know where to reach me in London...I will expect your call."
General Scott nods a the small woman. "You will be hearing from us and likely the President's office ma'am.
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Felix hands M a first aid kit to work on the stubborn James Bond on their way to the airport. Bond wines about her abilities as a nurse...but jokes about wanting to see her in a nurses uniform. At least his humour is in tact after the beating he took at the hands of Cameron.
They buckle into Mi6's private jet and once it takes off Bond asks M what happened.
M explains that Cameron had two men watching her children. Bond understands why she had them killed.
"M...that man needs to die...he will be a continued security risk to you. Cameron knows your name and entire family and if allowed to just retire...he may come after you."
"I know. I have thought on that, and have decided that when he's forced to retire, one of the security personnel that will watch him will be an MI6 agent."
"Still, I would rather you just gave it a few months and then I will arrange an accident that will take him out. Or he could disappear and no one will find the body."
"And I will be the first one that they accuse should that happen! No Bond. Leave Douglas Cameron to the Americans...for now."
Bond watches her as she types away at the laptop and makes several calls first to the Prime Minister.
Bond can't believe that only this morning this glorious woman practically overcame him with sex as she now ignores him as she works...oblivious to his arousal at her mere presence. Even thorough the pain of his cuts and bruises he would like to take her right here in the plane.
M will never agree...she is too busy. He leans his aching head back in his seat and soon drifts off from the pain killers.
M looks up a her sleeping agent. He does have a good point about Cameron...she will have to take a wait and see approach.
Peters will be in London next week to give her details on what is going to happen with the former director of the CIA.
What the future will hold for Bond and M, is a burning question that will have to wait.
Just this morning they enjoyed the most invigorating sex...M sighs just thinking of it.
Perhaps M requires a bodyguard for a while after such a misadventure.
One thing is certain, James Bond will not allow her life to become boring.
The End?