CHAPTER TWELVE
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"M!" Bond cried. When he didn't hear a response, he knew he would have to go to her to get her out. He crawled to the desk, which was now entirely afire, and pulled it off of M. Her right leg was severely burned, and probably broken, judging by the way it was bent.
"M? Can you hear me? Wake up!" Bond couldn't tell if she was alive or not. Figuring he hasn't any other options, he picked M up and carried her out of her burning office and outside.
When he got her outside, Bond saw Tanner running towards them.
"Thank God!" he exclaimed. "We didn't think you two would make it out!"
"Well, we did. Has everyone else gotten out?" Bond asked. He knew that was what M would ask immediately, but judging by her current state, she wouldn't be doing that, so Bond did it for her.
"I believe so. Is she alright?" Tanner asked, looking worriedly at M.
"What do you think?" Bond answered dryly. "Is an ambulance on its way?"
"Yes, they should be here in a moment," Tanner said.
Not a moment later, sirens could be heard down the street. Three ambulances, four fire trucks, and two police cars pulled up in front of MI6.
"What's going on?" an officer asked as he stepped out of his vehicle.
"We've been attacked," Bon explained. "Someone is trying to assassinate her."
"This is the head? M, I believe?" the officer said.
"Yes, now can we get her some medical attention?" Bond begged.
"Of course, of course, right this way," the officer led him to an ambulance, where M was taken from his arms and placed on a stretcher, nurses immediately surrounding her.
"Wasn't she just in hospital?" one particularly observant nurse asked.
"She was. She was shot last time," Bond explained.
"This is a dangerous job she has, isn't it?"
"Quite, but she loves it," Bond said.
"I'm sure she does."
So that's Mallory's first attack. Hope you enjoyed it, RebaForever15! Please review everyone!
