Q's Weekend Run
Chapter: Five
Working the magic
Birmingham, England Q branch location
The next day
Cassandra and Horace woke up the next day in the bedroom which is rather messy and their clothes laying all around. They smiled at each other once they woke up. It was a long night, and they had used the energies of lovemaking.
At the same time Cassandra and Horace had lost their virginity, but had showed passion with experience of what they had seen and witnesses in matters of sex. Getting out of bed they know it's time to get to work.
Horace slipped on jeans and a shirt with some shoes. Cassandra on the other hand decided to walk around naked, Horace admired her body and watched her go to the ice box to gulp down a carton of milk.
Some of it had spilled on Cassandra's breasts. Horace walked over to the laptop sitting on the table to activate the device and does some typing to make a video conference call and an image appeared it's 007.
"Burning the after midnight oil Q," smiled Bond.
"No," slowly replied Q "Just a jumping jack contest with Miss Cain."
"Hello." Cassandra waved.
"Uh-huh," James's brow rose at the sight of a fully naked Cassandra waving at him "Jumping jacks you say."
"Double-O-Seven, please," Q rubbed his fingers on the bridge of his nose "Yesterday we had a run-in with Jaws and Oddjob."
"Those two I have not seen in awhile," said Bond "I guess you found who hired them."
"Yes," nodded Q "It's Morgan Cobblepot posing as a low-level diplomat at the North Korean Consulate."
"Interesting," mused Bond "Anything I can do."
"No, leave it to me." Replied Horace "How is Bryce doing," he asked?
"Experiencing PMS," chuckled Bond "It was yesterday and now she is going through the horny emotions."
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Q spoke to Bond.
"By the looks of it, you already did." Chuckled Bond.
"Ugh..." Grunted Q "I will soon have the parts, but I will handle this problem. I will talk to M now."
Bond nodded for his image vanished and Q typed in something on the laptop and motioned for Cassandra to stay out of the way. Then a video conference happens between M and Q.
"Ah, Q." Said M "What is your status," he asked?
"If you have been informed of the Bryce Wayne situation." Replied Q "Two henchmen Jaws and Oddjob are working for a low-level diplomat in the North Korean Consulate."
"Name," said M.
"Chi Dong," Q speaks "Real name Morgan Cobblepot."
"Hmm" pondered M "The brother of Oswald Cobblepot pot and wanted both by the mob and the Yakuza, what is it you want me to do"?
"It seems MI-5," said Q "Was watching Chi Dong and it's an alias used by Oswald. Perhaps a little chat with the foreign minster to get his diplomatic immunity revoked."
"Very well," said M "I will do just that. Anything else."
"No, that will be all sir." Replied Q "The rest will be up to me."
The video conference ended and Horace turned to Cassandra, he went over to the bathroom suit he created for her and motioned for her to try it on. She puts it on and after a few minutes it fits like a glove showing all the curves in the right places.
She loved it and kissed Horace to thank him.
"The Batgirl has a bulletproof fiber which bullets will bounce off and it also had fire proof protection." Q explains this to her "When you wrap your cape around it acts as an invisible cloak to render the person invisible."
"The gauntlets can fire a limited among of batrangs, the booths and gloves can help you hand on the ceiling or a wall like...well a bat. The cowl's eyes can help you see in the dark and suit can adapt to the users fighting style. Now you like."
"Yes," nodded Cassandra "Thank you...Horace."
"Now I have a plan in mind." Said Q "Position yourself outside the Consulate and when I give you the signal, you go in and flush him out."
"You," pointed out Cassandra.
"I have something in mind for Oddjob and Jaws, an offer they cannot refuse. Now let's get started."
"Cool," slowly replied Cassandra.
Outside of Birmingham
Two hours later
Jaws and Oddjob are in a helicopter looking for any signs of the target they have been looking for. Jaws sat in the pilots seat and Oddjob hated flying, but they have a job to do and they will do it. Suddenly the helicopter has a mind of its own.
Oddjob grunted at Jaws and Jaws in the pilots seat just shrugged his shoulders to let him no he had no control at all.
"Ah, Mister Jaws and Oddjob." Replied Q over the radio "I hope you two are enjoying the view."
The helicopter with them in it does a barrel roll or two in the sky, followed by diving into countryside below and barely missing the ground.
"Now that I have your attention," Q speaks over the radio "I have an offer for the both of you that you cannot refuse."
Jaws and Oddjob glared at one another, they were about to jump out, but are interrupted by Q.
"Any attempt to jump out and the helicopter will explode." Said Q over the radio. "Just do the smart thing if you two have brains."
Both of them stay silent.
"Guess not," Q spoke over the radio.
The helicopter makes loops and spins in the air that would make anyone sick this goes on for a bit.
"Stop," whispered both henchmen.
"Very well," Q speaks over the radio "We will be meeting shortly."
The helicopter in control of Q heads toward a clearing near a hill and lands safely. Nearby is Q with a game controller in hand and both henchmen are glad to be on the ground. They approach their former target.
"Greetings to the both of you." Smiled Horace "I hope you had a present fright. In these suitcases is money, considering Morgan was never going to pay you anyway."
"The job is simple once he leaves the consulate." Replied Q "You are to grab him and take him to these coordinates."He handed them a location."Do we have a deal?"
Both of them nodded.
"Good," replied Q "Also I arranged safe passage out of the UK for the both of you. Now get to work."
Jaws and Oddjob glared at the man, then got in the helicopter to leave. Q got a message from M informing it has been done and in turn he contacted Cassandra.
"It's time," said Horace "Go do it."
"Yes," she replied.
North Korean Consulate.
Morgan Cobblepot pot sat at his desk and just got off the phone. He is sweating in which he got news his diplomatic immunity had been revoked and will be thrown out of the consulate. He had to leave now and get out of the UK.
The alarms in the consulate, his heart skipped a beat and something is going on in the background. Trouble is coming for him and pulled out his gun to fight back, the door slowly opened.
To Be Continued?