Finally the epic ness of my epilogue is here!…enjoy

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Chapter 21: Epilogue

The hours after they had escaped Gregory seemed like a blur to Aly. At some point she probably fell asleep in the car. It was the first time since her capture that she could truly sleep. Her head leaned against the window, her breathing was quiet and even. Bond occasionally glanced over at her in the rearview mirror. Camille glanced over at him every so often noting those glances.

"I'm glad she's ok" Camille said quietly looking over at him. Her met her gaze for a moment before looking at the road ahead once more. She could have sworn she saw the ghost of a smile but it passed quickly.

"Me too" he said watching the passing signs and the sun as it began to set beyond the horizon

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When they reached headquarters he debated about making Camille wait outside before deciding he didn't give a damn about secret headquarters today. They got out of the car and he opened the door to the backseat where Aly slept soundly. Camille looking over his shoulder said

"It seems almost a shame to wake her" he didn't answer and simply nudged her shoulder.

"Come on, get up." She let out a sigh her eyebrows furrowing, then she slowly opened her eyes as if she were just remembering where she was. She met his gaze and simply nodded, undoing her seatbelt and getting out of the car.

He led the pair of them to the infirmary and turned the face them.

"The people here should probably have a look at both of you…just in case. I will be right back" With that he turned and walked away leaving Camille and Aly standing in the doorway. A doctor came over and asked what they wanted and Camille explained that Bond wanted them checked out. The man shrugged and led them to two hospital beds and went to get the nurses. Once the man had left Camille glanced over at Aly. Her expression was far off, as though she were remembering, and what she was remembering didn't seem to be a particularly pleasant memory. Camille leaned over and tapped her on the shoulder jerking her back to reality.

"You know, James isn't particularly good about talking…if you need someone to talk to…" she trailed off and shrugged. Aly smiled a little and nodded looking at her feet

"Thanks…I will keep that in mind"

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"So Mr. Knight is dead" M stated standing with her back to him…it wasn't phrased as a question.

"Definitely" Bond replied. She turned to face him and took in his appearance. His hair was messy and his face and clothes were covered with dirt and ashes from the fire. One of his shirt was ripped and the collar frayed.

"Well you have been through hell today haven't you." Once again it wasn't a question. He made no response and she sighed.

"Where is the girl?"

"In the infirmary with Camille." He responded

"Camille?" she repeated.

"What the hell is she doing here? Do you not understand the meaning of secret facility?" She demanded. Once again Bond made no response and she sighed turning away once again.

"I suppose we can have her sign a non disclosure form. She works for the Bolivians and we get along well enough I suppose…" she said all that quietly to herself before looking back at Bond.

"Is the girl all right?"

"She's alive" was his response. M sighed looking out the window of her office down to the street below.

"You know it's a good thing you got her. Gregory had killed all of his associates, it turns out he didn't really care about the money, he just wanted what he thought was revenge…I guess your familiar with that" she glanced over at him as she stated the last part dryly. He made no response she sighed once more.

"Tired ma'am?" that ghost of a smile was there

"A little…agents like you give me a headache," was her response. His smile broadened

"Well, it's another mission accomplished…good day" that was her dismissal and he inclined his head still smiling before leaving the office. But he paused in the doorway.

"What is to be done with the girl?"

"Well she will need to be enrolled in school and she will need a caretaker of some kind…why?" she asked

"Nothing, Good day." With that James left M, who simply smiled and shook her head at the follies of her agents.

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James walked into the infirmary to find Camille standing in the hallway outside. She had a few bandages on her arms and one on her knee where she had ripped her jeans and got burned. The other bandages covered similar injuries. He nodded to her and went inside to find that Aly was still in the bed. She was wincing as a nurse poured something that stung on one of her burns. She glanced up to see James leaning against the doorframe.

"Hey" she said with smile

"I would wave but my arms are currently being tortured" She continued glancing at the nurse who ignored her comments and began working on another burn on her lower arm

"I thought she was helping you" Bond stated his eyebrows raised

"That's up to interpretation" She told him.

"So many things are" was Bond's response. There was silence for a moment but it wasn't an uncomfortable one.

"So is she your girlfriend or something?" Aly asked nodding to the doorway where Camille stood.

"Hardly, I would think we are colleagues." He told her.

"Oh so that's what they are calling it now" Aly said nodding wisely. He stared at her in disbelief for a moment and heard a chuckle from Camille. Aly couldn't help but giggle at his shock...it was so unlike him. It took him a moment but he smiled too. When the laughter subsided silence reigned once more.

Aly looked him over noticing the toll that the past week had taken on him. Aside from the dirt and messy hair it seemed as though the lines in his face had deepened. He looked very tired.

He had noticed the damage the week had done to her already. She was had burns all over the place and her arms were mottled with bruises and her wrists were a mess of rope burns and scrapes. James walked over and sat down at the edge of her bed. He reached over picking up the hand that the nurse wasn't working on. Her hand seemed so small and delicate held in his hands. He held it up for a moment looking at the deep gashes on her wirsts before glancing at Aly.

"Has she looked at this yet?"

"No, but she will get to it I'm sure." He nodded letting her hand go and glancing at the wall. She studied him for a moment seeing that he had his fair share of burns and bruises as well and from the look the nurse was giving him, he was next for the 'torture' as Aly had put it. But she looked past that for a moment as his gaze turned back to her.

It was odd to see that his eyes seemed like they had turned a softer shade of blue. Less like ice, and more like something different…something new. Her eyes met his and he smiled a little. It wasn't a big smile or the awkward kind that one does for a picture. It was an attempt. An effort of some kind. The sadness was still there, the pain and bitterness…it would never go away…but finally there was something else besides that…something good. Aly responded with a smile of her own, it was just as complex as his but for now it was enough.

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Eventually it would come to pass that she did go back to school. She even made a few friends. She lived on her own not far from the MI6 facility. She was officially under their protection and when she was 18 she would inherit her fortune and make her own way. In the meantime Bond handled her expenses and made sure she was taken care of.

Sometimes he would stop by and say hello between missions. Sometimes he would pick her up from school in his Aston Martin. Her response whenever she saw him was always the same. She grinned ear to ear and he would smile back.

Sometimes Camille would come to visit, Aly loved to see her and the pair got on beautifully.

She eventually learned how to deal with her memories. she learned that it wasnt a bad thing to remember.

Life was very different from the way Aly would have imagined it, but that isn't always necessarily a bad thing.

She had learned that it wasn't always a terrible thing to be surprised from time to time.

It made life an adventure.

That is the end.

All done.

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