Title: Conversations From Q Branch
Parings: James Bond & Q; James Bond/Q (ranging in time from pre-relationship to relationship); Sherlock Holmes & John Watson; Mycroft Holmes/Anthea
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Chapter 35 – How Could He Have Gotten It So Hopelessly Wrong?
Q stared at the laptop sitting on the corner of his workstation. M was dead, Bond was broken and MI6 itself was in morning. Mallory was doing a masterful job at damage control as well as keeping the intelligence service from spiraling into disarray. Q suspected that he was getting some covert help on the former from certain quarters of the government and that the latter was due to the able assistance of Tanner and Moneypenny.
Q's own position both professionally and emotionally remained tenuous. Luckily very few outside the confines of MI6 knew the full extent of his involvement in the debacle that was now labeled Skyfall. Even better, Mallory had approved and covered his misuse of resources to stash Bond along with his two definitively non-regulation and non-security cleared ad hoc support system in a safe house in Glasgow. All of which left Q copious amounts of free time to look at the laptop that had started the disastrous chain of events and wonder how he could have gotten it so hopelessly wrong.
Hubris thy surname is Holmes, he thought, and I am not immune to the family curse. With a sigh Q pulled the laptop toward him, booted it up, and started to work.
Author's Note: A bit of angst taking place after Skyfall.