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Warning: Violence, semi-graphic killing and attempted sexual assault.
Chapter 10
Captain Scott, team leader arrived at the estate and held up his hand to pause as more gunfire erupted in the large house. They stepped over a few dead men as he signalled for two of them to secure the perimeter and the rest to follow him.
A helicopter had just lifted off as they arrived but by the shouting inside it seem as though the fight was still on. Q branch has given no indication that they should make the helicopter a priority.
Captain Scott hit his comms. "Base...unit one...whirly took off at 23:00...any word from inside?"
"None...comms are down. Two 00 agents and M are within. One civilian male 67 years of age is an important package as well. Be cautious and take prisoners if possible."
"Copy that."
They entered the house to carnage...small fires and dead bodies lies strewn around like rugs decorating the Italian marble floor.
The lights flickered as though at least one of the two 00 agents within had blown something up to do with the power supply.
"MEDIC! Over here!" A cry came from the corner of what was the ballroom or great room as the dust and smoke from a firefight seemed to part.
Captain Scott had seen many horrific scenes in his time in the military and this was no exception but he never had the opportunity, nor had he ever expected to see two 00 agents in such blood and chaos.
James Bond; the infamous 007 was dazed and rumpled with a shocked and dismayed look on his face. Tears running down his face as he clung to M's limp body. M's arm reached out, clasping the hand of the deathly pale unconscious man who 005 was attending.
005 held the man's leg while checking on the tourniquet above the bloody wound as he called over his shoulder again for a medic.
The medics ran forward as Scott signalled the rest of the unit to clear the house.
Earlier…
Bond entered the house cautiously as he shot the first guard to come towards him. The second jumped him and they fought.
"I don't have the bloody time for this!" Bond said as they wrestled and he jammed his knife through the man's throat. Blood squirting dramatically as the man's life ebbed away. Bond had little time or inclination for remorse. All he could think of was that these men were between him and the woman he loved.
Another jumped him from behind and Bond used leverage to toss him right over his head and onto the floor.
"Argh...Where is she?!"
He punched the man in the face but was so incensed that he didn't notice the knife in the man's hand. Bond used his cast. Putting it between him and the knife instinctively, as the blow glanced his upper arm and ripped the fabric, slicing into his flesh.
It stung but wasn't bad. James knocked it away and smashed the man's hand to the floor holding it down with his cast as he sat on the man's chest. The man's grip on the knife diminished and Bond slid the offending weapon across the room.
Gasping with a combination of exertion and exhilaration Bond screamed at the man again.
"Where is she!?"
The man continued to struggle against him with challenge in his eyes. Bond growled and pressed his own knife harder against his windpipe, creating a thin slice that burst forth in the familiar colour of blood.
"This will not end well for you if you don't tell me!"
Bond heard a familiar voice call out, 005 ran dragging a disheveled handcuffed Nigel with him.
"Bond I found him but we're being pursued by more." 005 said as he rushed Nigel to the large table in the centre of the room, across from where Bond was.
"Too late for you then mate." Bond said as he finished the man beneath him off and pulled out his Walther, aiming across the large room in the direction 005 had come from.
The first man who entered was about to fire towards 005 and Nigel but Bond picked him off it was the second who got a shot off towards Nigel and Thomas.
A feminine scream sounded muffled from above but Bond still picked it up. It was M or the wost imaginings of his troubled mind.
Thomas knocked over the large heavy oak table and pushed Nigel down behind as he laid covering fire for Bond to join them.
"It's about bloody time you showed up!" Nigel said angrily. "He's going to rape her for revenge for what you did to him!. Then he plans on taking her as a hostage as he flees underground like the rat he is!"
Bond swallowed hard while he uncuffed M's husband. Damn it all! "I'm going after her. You get him somewhere safe. Now!"
"I will not leave her for you to rescue just because you demand it! I will not lose her to either of you!" Nigel was irate and kept trying to stand up from behind the cover 005 had created.
Bond's eyes met his counterparts and 005 nodded as he grabbed something from his cargo pocket and smacked it on the back of Nigel's neck. It would only knock him out a half hour or so, but enough time for 005 to get the situation contained.
Just then another two men came in from the back of the house shooting and yelling for back up.
Bond frowned as did 005 as they shot back. They were not in a good defensive position with a prone man behind a table in the centre of a great-room with two exits and one blocked by more men coming.
Damn it all! Time slipped by and they were pinned down. He needed to get to M but didn't want to leave 005 and Nigel to the wolves that just kept coming for them.
"I have to go for M."
"Go. I have enough to hold them off." 005 pulled out all his clips from his bag and stuffed them in various pockets for ease of access.
"I will take any coming from this way out on my way to the stairs." Bond said as he sprung up and ran for the door. 005 covered him and took out the two that had come from the kitchen and back of the house. They must be arriving from somewhere else.
"Q where are these reinforcements coming from?"
"It seems as though they are coming from...rooms over... kitchen...buildings out back."
"Damn it ...I didn't look in the shed!. Bond did you get that?"
"Yes...how many do you think?"
"Losing...sig...nal...jamm...00...zzzzzzzzzzzzz."
"Shit! That team had better get here soon!" 005 yelled as he looked down at a prone Mr. M for lack of a better name.
005 dragged M's husband to the corner of the room and then ran back for the heavy table and began creating a protective area in the corner facing the far door leading to the kitchen and back of the house. The corner kept them hidden from many entering the larger main entrance until they looked to the left.
Dragging him outside could mean capture and that was not going it happen on his watch. Bond will collect M, or die trying. Once he got back the two of them would pick them off slowly until backup arrived and helped them clear the area. This was clearly going to be a standoff until the cavalry arrived.
005 nudged Bond's pack with his foot and a grenade rolled out. That could stop the stem of mercenaries coming from the back of the house. He jumped over the barrier and ran towards the far door in time to see the gun and arm of one the next wave.
005 grabbed the man's gun and yanked it towards him and harmlessly to his side as he smashed his fist into his face. He pulled the pin with his teeth and tossed the grenade out into the kitchen. Damn he should have rigged the stove but then again, M and Bond are still upstairs and it wouldn't do to blow the entire house.
005 pushed his dazed attacker back through the door into his comrades as he ran for cover and the grenade blew. He could hear the moans from the dying men as he moved to the side and pushed a bookshelf in front of the entrance from the kitchen and the back of the house. He tossed a smoke grenade into the smoldering room hoping that whatever fire would be dealt with first giving them time for reinforcements to arrive.
Thomas ran about the open great room tossing some large leather wingback chairs up against his improvised barricade. He then got behind it with Mr. M and loaded the shotgun with 5 shells and placed that with reach along with his clips for his Walther.
Thomas clicked his radio, hoping that at least within the house it would work. "Bond you had better hurray. I've blown the kitchen and barricaded us in the left corner of the dinning room until backup arrives."
"Grunt...be...there when I can."
Thomas heard the pop of a gunshot, Bond had obviously found more and was fighting upstairs.
Bond slowly creeped upstairs and found the first guard distracted looking at a man pounding on the door of a room shouting.
"They are here we must leave now!"
Bond knifed the armed man in the neck and yanked his machine gun out of his hand as he fell. In one quick maneuver he rolled over the dying man taking his gun with him and aiming up just in time to shoot his partner. Another charged at him gun firing, Bond pulled up his first victim and effectively using him as a human shield.
The sound of an explosions sounded from somewhere beneath him. Hopefully 005 had gotten Nigel somewhere safe.
The man down the hall yelled for help from the back stairs at the other end of the long hall. Not to mention the men coming out of various other rooms. With all this shooting and screaming, it made Bond wonder exactly what White was doing in that room alone with M. None of what his vivid imagination could conjure up was good.
One thing was certain; White would definitely use her as a human shield to save his own skin.
Unfortunately, M would also likely save his slimy arse regardless of what he's done, if she thought that he could provide her information she needed.
Bond tried not to think about what was going on behind the solid and secured closed doors that, the man tried to get White out from behind. White must be very involved in something, to not heed his warning and that spurred Bond on.
Bond's stood with the dead man he used to protect himself as he dragged him down the hall towards the lackey pounding on the bedroom door. His destraction momentarily delayed his reaction to a man coming out of a room to his left as the shot barely missed him and Bond rushed and threw the dead man into the shooter.
Bond then shot him and moved towards the yelling man who shot at Bond sloppily in defence. This one was an assistant not a mercenary.
Bond pinned himself in the thick oak entrance of another room and gradually peaked out at the nervous man doing the same down the hall in the large entrance to the main suite.
"He will not open the door. Your mistress is within, but he will kill her if you don't lay down your weapons and surrender to me!"
"I want to hear that from White or you're as good as dead!" Bond yelled across the hall as he waited to see if the man would become visible at all.
"We can deal...White and the woman will leave on the helicopter and you can walk out of this alive."
"No deal and an MI6 team is minutes away. Lay down your gun or die now!" Bond said viciously.
White's nervous assistant held out his gun hand and lowered it to the floor. He kicked it down the hall and Bond approached pushing him to his knees and using a zip tie on his hands. He tried the door but it was locked.
Bond pounded on it and turned to the man kneeling beside him. "KEYS!"
"I don't have any and he told us that we were not to disturb him until morning."
Bond grimaced; infuriated at the implication, as he began ramming his shoulder into the large oak french doors. Nothing so he shot at the door knob and then kicked it off destroying it. He pushed his way in the room and glanced at the open balcony and then to the right and the bed. The blankets and cushions were askew as he walked closer to see a man's jacket and tie lying on the bed. There was a pair of men's shoes and women's heels beside the bed.
Bond looked around the room is a panic. Where was she? Was that act outside the door all a ruse? He moved to the bath and looked in...empty.
M fell back onto the bed and was instantly crushed against the mattress by White's weight. Her arms were uselessly weak and unable to push him off her.
His lips crushed against hers as his hands moved over her body. M seemed unable to catch her breath as he forced his way into her mouth with his tongue.
White's hand snaked lower and he lifted off her slightly to undo his belt. Panic rose within her as she began to kick against him. He propped up on his elbow over her smiling.
"You know this could be very nice if you would just stop fighting me at every turn."
"Why? I don't want you and I can't for the life of me figure out why you want me so badly."
White frowned. "Me either, but I will tell you that if you just lie back and think of England this will be a minor inconvenience. You will get use to me after a time and I will be good to you if you would just let me..."
"Time! I'll not go with you and you know it!" M squirmed under him trying to move away but he continued to pin her to the bed.
"I have implanted a tracer on your husband and I have men looking for your home in London now. Once they find it, I will find any children and or grandchildren you may have and I will take them too. I will have you one way or another. Please me and all who you love do not have to die. I won't even kill Bond if you consent to this. After all...I do owe him and you a bullet."
"Threats...I will not just lie here and accept you! You disgust me!"
"And I thought you disgusted me! But I can tell you now that the challenge in your eyes...the...hot flare of anger, really gets me going."
White grinded his groin against her pelvis.
"You don't seem that hard to me...are you sure I do it to you or do you just have a different problem. You know that they say excessive drink gets in the way of a lot of things but I hear that there is a magical little pill for men who are incapable of performing or pleasing anyone."
White hands clamped on either side of her face as he became even angrier. "I'm stirring now...anymore barbs you would like to throw M? Your tongue is working better than any pill could and you haven't even tasted me properly yet."
"Argh...you disgust me. You had better keep your member away from my mouth if you don't want it bloody well bitten off!"
White kissed her hard again as his hands went to her breasts. He moved the fabric of the dress off her chest as he exposed her. M tried to swat his hands away but he clamped on and pulled away from her mouth smiling.
I do love a well endowed woman. My wife was not as big as you are naturally but I paid to give her what I like." White looked down at her breast in his hand and ducked his head down to take one of the pale pink buds into his mouth, holding it threateningly between his teeth.
White nipped at her and licked it causing a gasp to escape M's mouth. Damn him!
A sudden pounding at the door came followed by a distant explosion. M cried out excitedly..."Bond!"
White met her eyes with a scowl, as he quickly pulled her skirt up and clumsily tried to remove her undergarments. All the while there was a frantic pounding on the door! His assistant, the one who brought him the mobile earlier was calling for him in a panic.
"Mr. White...we must leave now...the British are coming and the helicopter is readied for out escape!"
"Leave me! For Christ sake give me a moment to finish this!"
M began to laugh as White hovered over her trying to pull down his trousers as she fought him by pushing him off balance. The pounding on the door continued and M's fighting increased as his concentration wavered.
"Would you stop that infernal knocking! I'm trying to concentrate here!"
"Give it up...they are coming for me and if you don't run now you will not escape this time." M could see the determination in his eyes as he pinned her once again to the mattress. The look in his eyes was not of panic...it was strangely undefined.
"I want you...I want you to agree to come with me. We could be an unstoppable pair M and I promise that I will not hurt you, nor your family. In fact I will protect you from who and what is lurking in Spectre that wants so much more from you than my...version of revenge. Enduring sex with me would be nothing compared to the destruction that the others want to unleash on you."
White was eerily calm in the way he said it and the look in his eye was genuine. He stroked the side of her face gently as he pulled his trousers back up and helped her off the bed. M righted her clothing as gunfire erupted outside the door. Now even more perplexed and concerned for White's dramatic about face.
"Come...I will protect you, by taking you and I won't try to have sex with you again until you...understand and see who and what I am protecting both of us from."
M was shocked at the genuine emotion from the man. He was scared and he wanted out. This somewhat terrified her but she would not look a gift horse in the mouth if he was willing to turn.
White heard Bond trying to get through the door and grabbed his gun, pulling her out onto the balcony with him.
They were barefoot so they couldn't be far. He may have stopped him from assaulting M or he had finished the job and just been dressing again...he would break every finger he had for that!
He came back into the room as the wind blew from the open balcony. Bond moved out and looked to the right, there was movement behind a large potted plant.
"Come out!" Bond yelled.
White moved forward with his arm securely around M's neck holding her up against him. There was a gun in his other hand.
"Mr. Bond, so we meet again. If you would kindly get out of the way M and I have a date in Monte Carlo."
"You are not leaving here with her. A team is almost here and you will not get away this time."
"Oh I think I will." White moved back into the room keeping M against him as he moved to the bed and slipped on his shoes. He even leaned down and lined up M's shoes for her to slip into as he grabbed his jacket and stuffed his tie in his pocket.
"Bond, stand down."
James looked at M in confusion. "Stand down? After what he just did to you?"
"He didn't…" M couldn't finish that as White couldn't function well enough in his state to rape her as he had originally intended.
"I didn't have the bloody time with all that commotion you were creating. No M will go with me and her husband and family will live." White looked at his mobile and smiled, putting it in his jacket pocket.
"With some digging from friends in high places in London, I now know where her daughter lives. She is now mine to toy with." White said as he licked the side of M's face still holding her tightly against him.
Bond gripped his gun harder as he aimed at his adversaries head just over M's shoulder.
"Stand down 007, that's an order!"
White moved M to the door and Bond followed as they collected White's assistant and all moved down the stair and into the great room that was a disaster. Bodies lying at the end and the smell of smoke coming from a backend entrance way from the other end of the room. White cut the ties on his assistant and he shot out of the house to collect a briefcase and get the helicopter ready.
M glanced around the room, her arm still being held firmly by White as if a life line and she was, when she heard the muffled sound of her husband's voice.
"You...there!" Nigel slurred as 005 helped him to his feet. "Get your slimy hands off my wife!"
"Shut it if you want to remain alive." White spat at him, surprised to see another agent with M's husband. No wonder Bond made such good time finding them.
White began pulling M with him across the room, towards the charred exit through the kitchen to the rear of the estate. The sound of the helicopter whirring up filled the air as Nigel suddenly lunged towards them both. White turned his gun on him and shot him in the leg.
M screamed and Bond ran to her pulling her from White's grasp before he could bring the gun around at him. 005 aimed at White's gun hand but missed. Bond pushed M towards Thomas and aimed at White but some men came in through the back. Luckily, they delayed before opening up on him or any of the others because of White's presence among them.
M ran over to her husband who was bleeding on the floor as 005 jumped into try to help them.
James barely escaped being shot. Strangely they had White to thank for getting in the way and preventing them from getting off a good shot.
Bond ran over towards M and White scowled, lifting his own gun to kill James.
M had looked up to see about more possible threats in the room and caught White's movement as James ran towards her.
"NO! M screamed. M stood up suddenly and stood between Bond and White.
Her body slowly and dramatically crumpled after the echo of a shot rang out from White's gun across the room. Bond's eyes widened in panic as reached out for M grabbing her, as gravity claimed her. He glanced up in agony and anger and saw the back of White's retreating running form out the back of the house.
Bond scooped M into his arms as she reached her arm out to Nigel. 005 was fixing his belt around Nigel's thigh as the sound of the helicopter lifting off echoed throughout the house.
Bond looked at M and pulled off his shirt to staunch the blood oozing from her hip. "Damn it M! Why did you do that?!"
"I don't know...Damn it hurts. Nigel...Nigel. Will he be alright?" M asked Thomas.
"We need a medic ma'am for both of you. Q...Tanner do you read….M is down and we need that team now!" There was a click on the comms as if finally the scrambling unit being used against them was going out or offline.
"Darling...he...shot you...where?"
Nigel tried to move towards her but Bond had her in his grasp as he applied steady pressure to her wound. "Damn it M don't move."
"My hip...how is your leg?"
"I ...can't feel it." Nigel said the colour draining from his face as he looked at Bond's soaked shirt against her hip. "Love...fight...we both must…"
"He's slipping into shock. There is a tracer in his neck...tell them that when they arrive. I don't want him to trace him back to Judi and the children. He threatened...Bond you must guard her."
"I will M...you save your breath...the team will be here soon you just have to hold on." Bond was sitting on the floor and had M pulled up between his legs so that she could see her husband and hold his hand beside them.
Bond called for Thomas to gather blankets...they were falling into shock. M turned to look up at Bond as he leaned over to grab the edge of a table cloth from the nearby overturned table and pack it against her hip.
"Damn...that hurts."
"Hold on M...Please. I love you….I can't lose you."
M's voice was getting weaker. "I was never yours to have. But you...you know that now."
Bond held her a little tighter against him. "I know...but for a few hours...you were not quite so annoyed by me and we were more...so much more...than just boss and employee."
"Yes...I suppose...we were. Too...bad. It's too late...to run off into the sunset together...now. Don't mourn me Bond. I lived a full life...and I don't regret anything."
"Even me?"
"I think...I did...manage to get... one thing right…"
"M? M! Stay with me M!" Bond screamed as tears ran down his face and 005 had to look away. He was taking Nigel's pulse as the man was a white as a ghost. Just then the team arrived.
"Medic! Over here! M's down!" Thomas yelled as he waved them over.
To be continued...