"What is it?" Sadie asked, confused. Concerned, she placed her hand on M's shaking arm.
"He's back." M's voice was barely a whisper. Sadie's grip on M tightened slightly, her fear reflecting in her actions.
"Silva?" Bond questioned. "That's impossible. I killed him."
"Well, apparently not." Sadie snapped. A few agents wearing MI6 badges walked in, but Sadie had never seen them before. "Who are you?"
The three mysterious men ignored her. Instead, they pulled out small black remotes from their pockets and pressed a button on them. A light glowed red for a moment.
Somehow, Silva had hacked them. Not the computers, though. Minds. To be more precise, Danneel Snow's, Lydia Crookshank's, and Indigo 'X' Xenos'.
Lydia held down Q, while Danneel held Sadie and X pinned down Bond. Tanner and M were useless without them. Once Sadie, Q and Bond had been detained, Silva walked out from the wooden double doors.
"Hello Mommy." He smiled. He made Sadie want to be sick. He was such a... a... Psycho!
"How did you do this?" Q struggled under Lydia's grip. "Possess them?"
"Oh no, Q. I thought you would have figured this out by now. It was simple, really." Silva tutted. "I waited until they were using their computers, and used hypnosis through the screens. I used the webcams to get eye contact."
Sadie squirmed in Danneel's arms and attempted to reach her gun. When Silva noticed this, he clicked his tongue and Danneel swung Sadie's arm back behind her head, making her drop her gun. Sadie winced at the pain of having her spine twisted backwards, and her eyes watered.
"Danneel." She whispered. "Please, let me go."
Danneel grinned menacingly and twisted Sadie's arm back further. Sadie blinked back the tears, and was just about to stop resisting when she caught Q's eye. She stopped for a second to look at him desperately, and he nodded his head slightly. Sadie relaxed her body, but was still alert.
"Well, I have to go and check how my hackers are going. I will see you soon." Silva said, smoothly exiting the room.
Q swung his body around and pushed Lydia's arms off him. D burst through the doors and attacked X, releasing Bond. Danneel let her guard down for a moment to take in what was happening, and Sadie used this as her opportunity to escape. Q sprinted over to the nearest computer and attempted to push Silva's hackers from the mainframe. While this was happening, Bond, D and Sadie were protecting M and Tanner from Danneel, Lydia and X.
Sadie swung around and punched Lydia in the side of her head. She immediately fell to the ground, unconscious. Sadie then saw Danneel dive towards M, and she instinctively pulled out her gun and fired two shots, both of which hit their targets. Sadie gasped when she realised what she had done. Her vision blurred slightly, distorting the view around her.
She had just killed her other best friend.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Lydia stand up shakily- or was that just her vision? Lydia leapt onto D and help her in a headlock, cutting off her air. Sadie saw D choking and struggling, and then Bond came up behind them and placed his hand on the side of Lydia's neck and twisted her nerve around. Lydia screeched and fell away from D, who was panting heavily, flooding her lungs with air.
Sadie then swung her head to the side to see Q holding X down and X baring his teeth and trying to bite Q's hands. Bond ran over to them, ready to do his nerve pinch on X, but Q shook his head.
"Paralyse him, don't kill him." Q instructed him. Bond nodded and gently pinched X on the neck, who spasmed for a second and then dropped silently to the floor. Q placed X's laptop in front of his face, and pressed play on the video that had been paused. "Don't look." Q said, and Bond looked away.
"This should help us to figure out how to get him back?" Bond asked.
"Hopefully." Q replied.
A while later, a gurgling noise emanated from X's mouth, followed by a white froth. Bond dropped to his knees and checked X's vitals. He was gone.
Sadie and D had both fully recovered, and Sadie ran over to Q, while Bond and D saw to M and Tanner.
Q put his hands on Sadie's shoulders and turned her to look into his eyes. Sadie frowned at the serious look on his face. It scared her.
"You need to leave." Q said, tightening his grip on her shoulders. "Now. Just get out of here. Please."
Sadie nodded, numbly. Q released her, and she saw the worry pass over his eyes. Sadie ran from the room, looking back only to see Q staring at the laptop screen. As she closed the door behind her she noticed Silva returning from the other side of the room.
"Hello again." Silva greeted Q, D, Bond, M and Tanner. He looked around and his lips moved for a moment as his eyes trailed over the group in front of him. "Where is the other one? The little yappy dog, all bark and no bite. The one who never shuts up."
Q stepped forwards, noticing the confusion as the others looked around for Sadie. "On her way to Russia. She left about five minutes ago."
Sadie was hidden inside a cupboard, listening to this. Upon hearing Q's explanation, she tapped into MI6's files and looked at her own database. Apparently, she was on her way to Moscow, on a rescue mission.
"He's trying to protect me." Sadie whispered to herself, half-angrily, half-lovingly. "How dare he leave me out of this?" She lost the loving feeling. Sadie looked out of the crack in the cupboard doors and saw that Silva was about two metres away, his back turned.
"Here goes nothing." Sadie whispered. "Please don't kill me, Q."
She jumped out from the closet, and wrapped her arms around Silva's neck. The struggle was held for about a minute, before a deafening gunshot echoed around the room. Sadie felt Silva's body go limp in her arms and drop to the floor. She looked up to see M holding a revolver at the air where Silva had once been, her arm shaking.
Sadie looked down at herself for the first time in ages and saw that she was covered in blood. She felt the dizziness overcome her as MI6 personnel made their way into the room, escorting M to the infirmary.
"He's definitely dead." Bond confirmed. Sadie let out a sigh of relief and leant against D, glaring at Q, whilst one of the MI6 agents walked towards her.
"You need to be checked over. Come to the infirmary with us."
"No way." Sadie snapped. "Never again. I'm going to get a wash." With that, she stalked from the room towards the showers, tossing her matted brown hair over her shoulder.
"What's up with her?" D asked, watching Sadie storm angrily away.
Q shrugged, knowing that Sadie was mad at him.
An hour later
Sadie had just finished her shower. It had taken her a long time because there had been lots she needed to think about. She dried her hair, got dressed into a pair of skinny jeans, a slim purple top, a khaki cropped jacket and her knee-high leather boots, and headed for the rooftops. At least there she could get some peace and quiet. Sadie leant over the balcony, allowing the wind to fly through her fluffy hair. She heard footsteps behind her, but she didn't turn around.
"Are you ok?" The voice behind her asked.
"Why did you do that to me, Q?" Sadie spun around, gripping the rail on the balcony for support. She knew she should have gone to the infirmary, but she chose to stay.
"You haven't answered my question." Q replied, calmly.
"No, Q. My question is way more important than any of your questions!" Sadie's voice raised to a shout. "You know that I am capable but you held me back! You had no right whatsoever to stop me, and everything could have ended much quicker if you had the guts to let me do what I do best!"
Sadie fell to the side, the dizziness finally getting the better of her. She grabbed the railing to steady herself, and Q dropped down to her side.
"I'm ok." Sadie smiled quietly.
"I did it because I knew things were going to get dangerous. I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to you that I could have prevented." Q replied softly.
Sadie sat up and looked him in the eye. "Why, though? Why do I matter so much?"
Q looked away for a second. "You're different. I feel different around you. And... I think I love you."
Sadie gasped slightly and pulled Q's tie inwards, touching his lips with her own.
"I know." She whispered. "I feel the same."