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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px auto 1.286em; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"strongAnon (on tumblr): If you're taking 00q prompts, can I have drowning q and saviour bond? Could you make it really angsty like they're being chased or stuck somewhere idk I'm in the mood for angst *chuckles maliciously*./strong/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"strongAnon (on tumblr) : 00q Prompt I want to write but I'm not good enough! Q ends up on a mission with Bond but they both get trapped in a room filling with water. Q panics but works out a way to get them out but he drowns in the process, and Bond has flashbacks to Vesper. Bond manages to do CPR on Q though and realises how much he needs to appreciate his love for Q after his near-death and fluff/whatever ensues. Thanks, I feel like such a flop dropping this on you because I'm a shit writer :(/strong/p
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h3 id="work" class="landmark heading" style="border-width: 0px 0px 0.25em; border-bottom-style: double; border-bottom-color: #333333; outline: 0px; font-weight: 500; font-style: inherit; font-size: 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0.125em; line-height: 0; opacity: 0; height: 0px; clear: both; color: transparent;"Chapter Text/h3
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"They were running. Running from C. They were on a reconnaissance mission, trying to see what and where C was now located as he had broken out of jail. For this trip MI6 had deemed it necessary for James and Q to travel together, one of their first out of many missions they would spend together./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"The building that they were surveying was so under the radar that James and even Q had no idea where they truly were. All they knew was that they both were running from C and his henchmen. And that's when they decided to split up./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"James wanted to make sure that Q was safe. He directed Q to where he thought was safe when they reached the end of the hallway they were running down and that split into two paths to the side. They couldn't turn back. They simply couldn't. So James took the left path and Q took the right path./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"As Q ran he watched as C followed him./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Hello, Quartermaster. Having fun? I know every inch of this building. You won't be getting away much longer." C mocked as started sprinting after Q and suddenly Q was on the ground./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q felt C caressing his hips and waist as Q's face rested on the ground. "Oh, how pretty. My gorgeous Quartermaster." Q turned his face, scraping up the side of it. "Did you really think you would get away?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Fuck you, C. I'm not fucking yours."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"C's hand moved to Q's ass, his hand lightly grazing the area of cloth covering Q's ass./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q tried jerking his body, but C's pressure with his hands pushed him back to the ground, "But you are mine. Who said you get to decide? I'll use you as I want." C said as he rolled the Quartermaster over in the tight hallway./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q laid on his back helpless with C sitting on his abdomen stroking his covered cock. Q managed to spit in C's face./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Ahhh. Feisty. Don't worry I'll break you eventually." C said as he squeezed the area he had been previously caressing with his hand./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Fuck you!" Q laughed slightly, "Just wait till James gets his hands on you. You won't last a second!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"C lowered his hand and slapped Q's face, "What did you say, Quartermaster?" C chuckled maliciously, "We've already dealt with our friend Bond. He's long gone by now." Q spit again and C slapped him again. "I can make you love me. I'm not such a bad person, Q."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""How do you think that I would ever love you?! I could never love a fucking idiot who can't even cover his fucking trails. Really, you need to get better at that. You leave obvious trails that anyone could follow."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"C clocked Q in the face. Q could feel the warm blood seep out of his veins turning into a bruise as C went back to caressing his waist and Q's package./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""It's not hard. We're going to have to work on that." C said with an evil laugh./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q saw his chance as C leaned over to kiss him. He sent his foot out and it collided with C's extreme hard on./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""You little fucker." C said as he winced in pain and let go for just enough time that Q could push himself back with his hands./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He ran and ran until he ran into a room with only one entrance (the one he came from), he was trapped. And then the entrance started closing./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q tried to get through but it didn't work, he sat down and contemplated what was going to happen, but he didn't have to contemplate what was going to happen for long for the room started filling with water./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"It came from many spouts spread all over the entire chamber./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"At first Q didn't understand why the room was filling with water and then it hit him. One of the walls appeared to be glass. He had to believe that James was on the other side of that glass. But that it was only one sided. It was the only way he could cope at the moment./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He couldn't swim. His mother tried to teach him how but he never got the hang of it. He always ended up drowning…. drowning that was it! That was what was going to happen to him and he was going to cause James to have a flashback. That was the point of this sick mind game./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He started to think that he needed to figure out a way to get James to figure that out too. He stayed in one corner the corner near the right hand side of the glass and mimied shoot and then pointed to the left. He hoped that James had seen him. He kept going through the mime over and over in hopes that it was be seen./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"James was fighting off C's henchmen when he saw his partner mime that he was going to stay where he was and that James needed to shoot the glass./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"James didn't want to hurt Q. But watching the tank fill up at a rapid rate made him fight harder./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He was reminded of what happened to Vesper her drowning and her dying./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He killed the last henchmen right as the water drowned Q. James had to think fast. He grabbed the gun from the last henchmen killed knowing that that bullet could penetrate that glass because it was shot with a gun of a high enough caliber. It would only take a couple shots, but Q was now moving slightly because he couldn't move himself he was moving with the water./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"James realized there was a drain in the floor. He knew that this was a game. That if he shot through that glass the water would drain and then he could have time to save Q before C realized the chamber had been broken./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He braced himself for the shots. One shot. Two shots. No blood./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"The glass shattered and the water started draining quickly. James swam to Q and grabbed his body./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He wasn't breathing./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Vesper's face took over Q's for a moment as James had a flashback to Vesper's death. He started CPR as the water finished draining./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He saw Vesper one moment and then saw Q and it kept going back and forth and back and forth until finally Q's eyes fluttered open just as C came into the room./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""I see you saved him." C announced as he smiled evilly./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""No thanks to you." James said as he held the gun up./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q managed a few words, "James, kill him. Do the world a favor."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px auto 1.286em; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"strongAnon (on tumblr): If you're taking 00q prompts, can I have drowning q and saviour bond? Could you make it really angsty like they're being chased or stuck somewhere idk I'm in the mood for angst *chuckles maliciously*./strong/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"strongAnon (on tumblr) : 00q Prompt I want to write but I'm not good enough! Q ends up on a mission with Bond but they both get trapped in a room filling with water. Q panics but works out a way to get them out but he drowns in the process, and Bond has flashbacks to Vesper. Bond manages to do CPR on Q though and realises how much he needs to appreciate his love for Q after his near-death and fluff/whatever ensues. Thanks, I feel like such a flop dropping this on you because I'm a shit writer :(/strong/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"They were running. Running from C. They were on a reconnaissance mission, trying to see what and where C was now located as he had broken out of jail. For this trip MI6 had deemed it necessary for James and Q to travel together, one of their first out of many missions they would spend together./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"The building that they were surveying was so under the radar that James and even Q had no idea where they truly were. All they knew was that they both were running from C and his henchmen. And that's when they decided to split up./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"James wanted to make sure that Q was safe. He directed Q to where he thought was safe when they reached the end of the hallway they were running down and that split into two paths to the side. They couldn't turn back. They simply couldn't. So James took the left path and Q took the right path./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"As Q ran he watched as C followed him./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Hello, Quartermaster. Having fun? I know every inch of this building. You won't be getting away much longer." C mocked as started sprinting after Q and suddenly Q was on the ground./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q felt C caressing his hips and waist as Q's face rested on the ground. "Oh, how pretty. My gorgeous Quartermaster." Q turned his face, scraping up the side of it. "Did you really think you would get away?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Fuck you, C. I'm not fucking yours."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"C's hand moved to Q's ass, his hand lightly grazing the area of cloth covering Q's ass./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q tried jerking his body, but C's pressure with his hands pushed him back to the ground, "But you are mine. Who said you get to decide? I'll use you as I want." C said as he rolled the Quartermaster over in the tight hallway./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q laid on his back helpless with C sitting on his abdomen stroking his covered cock. Q managed to spit in C's face./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Ahhh. Feisty. Don't worry I'll break you eventually." C said as he squeezed the area he had been previously caressing with his hand./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Fuck you!" Q laughed slightly, "Just wait till James gets his hands on you. You won't last a second!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"C lowered his hand and slapped Q's face, "What did you say, Quartermaster?" C chuckled maliciously, "We've already dealt with our friend Bond. He's long gone by now." Q spit again and C slapped him again. "I can make you love me. I'm not such a bad person, Q."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""How do you think that I would ever love you?! I could never love a fucking idiot who can't even cover his fucking trails. Really, you need to get better at that. You leave obvious trails that anyone could follow."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"C clocked Q in the face. Q could feel the warm blood seep out of his veins turning into a bruise as C went back to caressing his waist and Q's package./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""It's not hard. We're going to have to work on that." C said with an evil laugh./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q saw his chance as C leaned over to kiss him. He sent his foot out and it collided with C's extreme hard on./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""You little fucker." C said as he winced in pain and let go for just enough time that Q could push himself back with his hands./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He ran and ran until he ran into a room with only one entrance (the one he came from), he was trapped. And then the entrance started closing./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q tried to get through but it didn't work, he sat down and contemplated what was going to happen, but he didn't have to contemplate what was going to happen for long for the room started filling with water./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"It came from many spouts spread all over the entire chamber./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"At first Q didn't understand why the room was filling with water and then it hit him. One of the walls appeared to be glass. He had to believe that James was on the other side of that glass. But that it was only one sided. It was the only way he could cope at the moment./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He couldn't swim. His mother tried to teach him how but he never got the hang of it. He always ended up drowning…. drowning that was it! That was what was going to happen to him and he was going to cause James to have a flashback. That was the point of this sick mind game./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He started to think that he needed to figure out a way to get James to figure that out too. He stayed in one corner the corner near the right hand side of the glass and mimied shoot and then pointed to the left. He hoped that James had seen him. He kept going through the mime over and over in hopes that it was be seen./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"James was fighting off C's henchmen when he saw his partner mime that he was going to stay where he was and that James needed to shoot the glass./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"James didn't want to hurt Q. But watching the tank fill up at a rapid rate made him fight harder./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He was reminded of what happened to Vesper her drowning and her dying./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He killed the last henchmen right as the water drowned Q. James had to think fast. He grabbed the gun from the last henchmen killed knowing that that bullet could penetrate that glass because it was shot with a gun of a high enough caliber. It would only take a couple shots, but Q was now moving slightly because he couldn't move himself he was moving with the water./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"James realized there was a drain in the floor. He knew that this was a game. That if he shot through that glass the water would drain and then he could have time to save Q before C realized the chamber had been broken./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He braced himself for the shots. One shot. Two shots. No blood./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"The glass shattered and the water started draining quickly. James swam to Q and grabbed his body./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He wasn't breathing./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Vesper's face took over Q's for a moment as James had a flashback to Vesper's death. He started CPR as the water finished draining./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"He saw Vesper one moment and then saw Q and it kept going back and forth and back and forth until finally Q's eyes fluttered open just as C came into the room./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""I see you saved him." C announced as he smiled evilly./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""No thanks to you." James said as he held the gun up./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Q managed a few words, "James, kill him. Do the world a favor."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Blood./p
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