2. The Past Never Dies
**Author's Notes: I hope everyone enjoys this update! **
The Past Never Dies
Elizabeth walked into M's office and sat down. She tucked her hair behind her ears as M slid a file she was reading earlier across the desk.
"We only have three left to go. I want you to know how much your help has been appreciated around here." M said.
Elizabeth smiled, "Thank you."
Looking at the contents of the file, Elizabeth skimmed over the names and stopped at Joseph Hall. Her eyes widened and quickly glanced up to see M busy on the phone. Elizabeth let out the breath she was holding and pretended like nothing fazed her. "_**No one can know that bomb still exists.**_" M and Elizabeth looked at the door when James showed up.
"Afternoon, M." James said with a wink at Elizabeth.
James sat down next to Elizabeth and took the file out of her hands to have a look. M was continuing on with her business over the phone. Elizabeth stared at the map of England, spread out on the vast wall, as she started to worry about Joseph; about **Neptune's Fearful Jewel**
Joseph Hall sat on the stool, twirling his thumbs. He looked up at the three six foot tall, body builders standing in front of the door.
"I'm waiting, Mr. Hall." A voice said behind a chair. Smoke from a cigar could be seen puffing over the top of the chair.
Joseph let out a sigh, "I know where your daughter hid the torpedo."
Mr. Linderman rose up from the chair, but kept his back to Joseph, "So, it's true. She turned on me."
"I want hazard pay out of this. I don't want to have to watch my back after this."
"Don't worry, Joseph. I always take care of those who are loyal." Mr. Linderman said after a long drag from his cigar.
His green eyes were emotionless and his black hair clung to his face from grease.
M kept staring at the picture of Elizabeth, "How they hell am I suppose to tell her?"
M wouldn't admit it; she knew from the very beginning who Elizabeth was. M started to laugh to herself at the thought of Elizabeth thinking she had everything under control. Ever since M knew who was running the organization, M was able to slowly destroy it from the inside out with her connections.
M furrowed her brow. She had an idea who was probably helping out the three remaining crew members. It had to be Elizabeth's father. M looked up at Money Penny came in with a thick stack of papers.
"This just came in for you."
M rolled her eyes, "Let me have them "
Elizabeth was breathing heavy. Every push up made her think about that stupid torpedo. Elizabeth kept thinking with each push and stopped for a second when she thought she saw some movement outside her window. Getting up, Elizabeth looked out and saw everything looked threat free. Opening up the window, the faint smell of perfume made Elizabeth grab her gun.
Hopping out of the window into the shrubbery, Elizabeth stalked around. The smell of perfume was stronger now. Elizabeth heard a woman's voice cursing under her breath in a thick accent. Elizabeth cocked her gun and emerged from the bush.
"Hands up!" Elizabeth ordered.
The woman turned around with fright in her eyes. Her bobbed hair was sticky from humidity and her legs were covered in dirt.
"Please, don't shoot." The woman pleaded.
Elizabeth cocked an eyebrow, "Are you Russian?"
The woman nodded, "My name is Natalya Fyodorovna Simonova. I am a friend of James."
"How do you know James?" Elizabeth demanded.
"I am a computer specialist. I helped James during his mission on finding the Goldeneye."
Elizabeth put away her gun, "I'm a friend of James too. I think we need to chat."
Q was putting on the finishing touches on the new Porsche. James let out a whistle and Q seethed under it. Q knew that once James wanted something, especially a car, he always got it.
"Yes, James?"
James smirked knowingly; rubbing his hand along the smooth curves of the Porsche. "Since when have you been working on this beauty?"
Q smiled, "For a long time, 007."
James and Q started to laugh as M came in through the doors. She had a very pissed off look towards James and Q slid off to the side to avoid the situation.
"James, my office, now."
James followed M like a neutered puppy all the way to her office. He passed by Money Penny and she gave him a glare.
"Is every woman in this agency mad at me?" James mumbled to himself.
Upon entering M's office, James stopped dead in his tracks. Elizabeth sat at the edge of M's desk and kept glaring at the woman who stood up. James walked up slowly and looked the woman over.
"Natalya?" James asked knowingly.
"Oh, James!" Natalya exclaimed.
Natalya grabbed James and started to smudge his face off. James grabbed her and pulled her off. Natalya looked at his face, confused.
"James, I I missed you."
"I've missed you too, but you know it was just pleasure."
Natalya looked solemnly down, "I know. I have been thinking about you a lot lately."
James shook his head, "You're lying. You wouldn't have come to find me if there wasn't something wrong."
Natalya nodded, "Yeah, I need your help."
James looked over to see Elizabeth just shake her head and get up to leave. James went to stop her, but Elizabeth just pushed his hands off her shoulders and headed to her room.
