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Action and Reaction

Chapter Ten

Q couldn't believe that they were finally outside. It was approaching mid afternoon and it hadn't even been twenty-four hours since Q had been taken. To the Quartermaster though, it had felt like a lifetime since he and James had been on their date. He sighed as James led the way through the car park and towards a small warehouse, which he had parked his car next to. It didn't take James longer to spot his car and the one that 004 and 005 had arrived in. He let Q stand there as he took off his equipment, but kept his gun, and put everything else away in the truck.

James glanced over to Q noticing that the other man had began to shake a little, his arms going up and wrapping around himself in order to comfort himself a little. He walked over to him after he had slammed the trunk closed and pulled the unresisting man into his arms and held him closely. He breathed in Q's unique scent, finally feeling a little better knowing that Q was out. Q stiffened a little at the touch but soon unwound his arms and wrapped them around James, holding him just as tightly. James could feel him shake as he continued to hold him. He pulled back a little and looked at Q cuts on his face, and bruises that were beginning to form stood out even more on the pale man. He went over to the car and opened the door and got Q to sit inside the car and knelt down beside him.

"Q," James called to the other man gently, wanting to get his attention and to see if he would answer.

"Hmm," Q hummed absently as he began to stare out of the window, looking at nothing as his mind was working over time on what had just happened.

"Q," he called again, finally managing to get the younger mans attention, "Are you all right? Are you hurt apart from the obvious?" he asked him as shocked brown eyes looked over to him, they looked a little glassy as thought Q wasn't fully with him.

Q nodded slowly, "I'm fine James," he murmured softly.

James just looked at him, his concern and worry heightening as he noticed the lack of Q's usually responses to him. "All right." He said as he made sure Q was buckled in and got up, closing the door and going over to the other side. He got into the car and started it up as he buckled up himself. He drove away from the warehouses and towards MI6, where Q could be checked over.

Q moved around on the seat until he was leaning against it sideways, watching James. He then asked in a quiet voice, "Where are we going?"

James glanced over quickly and answered him, "I'm taking you back to MI6, so you can get checked over by medical. I want to make sure that you really are all right. I can see that you're in shock." He worried.

Q shook his head quickly, "No James, I'm fine, really. I don't want to go to MI6 just yet. I know they will want to talk to me about what happened, about everything. Most of it I can handle, but…" he trailed off as he began to shake again.

James finally understood what it was that was causing the problem, "First time you have had to kill someone at such close range. You've done it before, but you've never had to be there to see what exactly happens." he said softly, remembering what Q had told him over the months they had gotten to know each other.

Q paled even more as he listened to James. He didn't say anything; he didn't have to as James could see the answer in his drawn features. James looked him over; making sure that the other wasn't badly injured. He could see bruises and a few cuts, but nothing that would really cause them a problem if they waited a day or so to go to MI6's medical and get them checked. James could patch him up if need be, he had done so for himself often enough to know what to do, mostly.

"All right," he said, "We wont go to MI6 then," he finished as he took a left instead of a right. He drove through the street and parked up at a place he had spent more time in than any other in London.

"Pub?" Q asked as James got out of the car and went over to the other side and pulled a slightly reluctant man out of the car. Pubs weren't Q's favourite places to be.

"Yes a pub, a drink or two to calm you down and some people around you that are now safer than they had been before. All because a terrorist organisation has been found and is now being taken care of." he told him as he took Q's hand and led the way into the pub.

"James! It has been a while!" Came a cheerful cry from Eric, the bar tender as soon as he spotted the man walking into his pub.

"Hey Eric, two large whiskeys," James asked as he got Q to sit at the bar with him.

Eric poured the two whiskeys and set the tumblers before the two. "You two all right?" he asked as he took in their battered and bruised appearances. He had seen James came in, in worse condition. he had never really asked what had happened as he had a feeling that he really didn't want to know.

James shook his head, "I'll answer another time," he told him as he sipped the whiskey, even though he felt like just drinking it down in one gulp.

Q looked at the glass of amber liquid and took a sip of his own. He grimaced at the taste; he wasn't fond of alcohol, in any form. It didn't take him long to finish the drink and another quickly replaced it. Q didn't say a word as he drank, his mind slowly becoming numb as the alcohol started to affect him.

James watched as Q drank down the fourth glass and laid his head on his arms. James finished his second drink, still craving more. He set the empty tumbler down and quietly asked Q. "How are you feeling?" hoping he would be able to get some type of answer.

Q turned his hand to look at him and answered softly, "Numb." as he sat up straight, there was more colour in his face now, bu it was more because of the alcohol than Q feeling better.

He gave a small snort and got off the barstool. "I think we need to go home now. You wanted a hot shower and some sleep. Might be time for us to see to that." he smiled a little as he looked over to him.

Q nodded as he stood and swayed a little, "I must admit that I am not a drinker at all. I don't like it. The loss of control." he scowled at James as he reached out to steady him.

"Yeah, you're a light weight." he chuckled dryly as he and Q head out, James leaving money on the counter for Eric. "Lets get you back home," he said as they walked out and over to James' car.

"Don't want to go to my place. It won't feel like mine any more. Don't think it ever will" Q mumbled as James got him into the car. He was more with it as he buckled himself in this time.

James got in and started the car as he buckled up. "All right, we'll go to my place." he nodded as they headed away from the pub.

Q looked over to him and smiled a little, though it was a little forced, "Thank you."

He nodded, "You're welcome," he told him as he looked to the road and wondered if he should say something, to get Q to talk.

Q looked out of the window. His mind wasn't fully blank, but it was numb enough that he could think without wanting to breakdown. He sighed, as he knew James would want him to talk. It might be easier talking to him, as he should be able to understand better than the shrinks at MI6 who had never gotten out of the bunkers. He had seen their view of testing, which wasn't good as far as he could tell.

"I think something to eat would be a good idea as well, I don't think you would have had anything since we had dinner," James said, doing nothing more than to fill the silence that had descended between the two of them.

"Yes, something to eat, and sleep. A shower would be good." Q nodded absently as he glanced towards James.

James smiled softly as they came to a stop at a red light, "Then I'll make ussomething. I haven't had anything either, I couldn't eat knowing you wasn't there, that you weren't safe." He confessed to Q as they had stopped at a red light.

Q smiled a little, feeling warm for the first time since they had gotten out of the warehouse, "Nice to know." He smiled, enjoying the feeling the words gave him. "I have to admit, I was thinking of you, wondering if you would be able to find me."

"Never doubt that I will search for you, and come for you. Never." James told him, his voice serious as the two went quiet for a while as James drove on towards his apartment.

Q smiled as he heard what James had said, it reassured him that the feelings he had for James were returned He had a feeling that things might just be okay after his ordeal with James there beside him. Q leaned back as he let the motions of the car sooth him, making him feel a little more like himself. He glanced at James, a reassuring presence that told him he was safe, and that nothing else would happen to him. He knew the would have to face it all soon, but for now he could relax.

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