The alarm sounded early the next morning as Madeleine groaned and rolled over to shut it off.

"An hour and a half of sleep. I don't think I've slept that little since I was studying for my boards exam; or since that night on the train," she muttered snuggling back under the covers.

"Mmmmm, I remember that night; it was the first time you fell asleep in my arms. And the first time I realized I was falling in love with you," he whispered and pulled her closer.

"I never would have pegged you for the sentimental type."

"Well when it comes to you I'm full of surprises."

"I completely agree," she sighed.

"As much as I'd love to lay here with you all day, I have a plane to catch and a man to kill," he muttered dragging himself up out of bed.

"And where is the unfortunate soul located?"

"Sydney, Australia."

"Oh wonderful, now I don't only have to worry about men trying to kill you but animals as well," she quipped.

"I'll be careful, I promise," he leaned down and kissed her forehead."Time for you to get up, M has a busy day lined up for you."

"I thought I wasn't interrogating Blofeld until you got back?"

"You aren't, but M has a list of others for you to question."

"Mmmm," she sighed again and closed her eyes again. "Five more minutes?"

"I don't think so," he whispered in her ear before yanking the covers off her in one swift move.

"JAMES!"

"Rise and shine, darling."

"You are a horrible man and I hate you!"

"You wound me Miss Swann, surly there must me something I can do to get back in your good graces," he grinned and climbed back on the bed.

"I'm sure I'll be able to think of something Mr. Bond," she grinned and pulled him to her.

At least for now, the morning could go on without them.

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Three hours had passed and Madeleine strode into MI6 alone. She received more dirty glares from many of the receptionists as she made her way to office.

"Madeleine!"

She turned to see Moneypenny approaching her.

"Good morning," Eve greeted.

"Morning," Madeleine returned.

"You look miserable."

"James left this morning, I'm already already worrying about him, and walking through here makes me feel like I'm wearing a scarlet letter."

"That's because you are; you're marked with a JB."

"Wonderful," she sighed.

"Hey, don't pay any attention to them, they drool over any attractive Double-O and then envy the woman they start to date," Eve explained.

"Ah Madeleine,Moneypenny; good morning," M greeted glancing up from the file in his hands.

"Good morning, sir," Madeleine greeted.

"Morning," Eve echoed.

"Madeleine, would you mind coming with me; we have something important to discuss."

"Of course,sir," Madeleine replied shooting a Eve a quizzical look.

Eve shrugged her shoulders and mouthed I have no idea as Madeleine turned and filled M.

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"What's so urgent sir?" Madeleine asked as she entered M's office.

M sighed before replying,"I need you to interrogate Blofeld today."

Madeleine stood there for a moment while her brain processed his request.

"I thought...James assured me I wouldn't have to do that until he returned and he could be with me," Madeleine replied.

"I know that was what I had originally requested but we've just received new information concerning SPECTRE."

"New information?"

"It would appear Blofeld is somehow still managing to run the organization despite being detained in isolation," M explained. "I realize how much I'm asking; but I wouldn't be asking if the situation weren't this severe."

Madeleine took a deep breath before tentatively replying, "yes sir."

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It was a long walk from M's office down to the basement of the new MI6 building. The detainment section of the basement was just as sleek as the rest of the building. Two rows of bulletproof cells lined the hallway that led to solitary confinement. Many of the detainees catcalled Madeleine as she walked past, but she didn't let it phase her.

The clicking of her heels on the concrete floor and her shaking breath were the only sounds that filled the room right outside Blofeld's cell. M gave Madeleine a moment to compose herself before giving the guard the all clear to defog the glass and unlock the door.

"Just find out what he knows," M instructed.

She nodded before taking a deep breath and walking into the room that housed Blofeld's cell. She heard the door re-seal behind her, the reality of facing this man alone was beginning to sink in.

"I was beginning to wonder when they'd send you here, dear mudling," Blofeld remarked as he turned to face her.

"Hello Franz," Madeleine cooly greeted as she took her seat in front of the octagon shaped glass cell.

Blofeld sighed,"how many times do I have to tell you; Franz Oberhauser died in that avalanche, I am now Ernst..."

"Stavro Blofeld," she interrupted."I know, but that name means nothing to me or James."

"Yet," Blofeld replied threateningly.

"How about we cut to the chase, the sooner you tell me how you are still running SPECTRE the sooner I can get out of here and you can go back to rotting in here," she spat back.

"Awww, but I quite enjoy your company. Although, I do suppose James would be quite jealous if he were to find out you're here with me instead of jetting off to Sydney with him."

Madeleine mouth dropped open a bit and for a moment she lost her cool composure.

"Ah, I'm right aren't I. Let me guess he's targeting one of my disciples too."

"How did you..."

"We're everywhere. Even hidden in the flat you call home."

"You've been watching us," Madeleine replied.

"Ever since that fateful night on the Westminster bridge. One of my assistants snuck into James' flat and left a few gifts lying around," Blofeld sneered. "Tell me darling, how was the island; though judging by the tone of your skin I take it you didn't spend much time outside the villa, or the bedroom for that matter."

"I... I don't..."

"Oh, by the way how far along are you dear mudling? By my guessing I'd say about six weeks."

"I'm... I'm not pregnant," Madeleine stuttered.

"Are you sure because I seem to remember a certain night back on the island when you were not so rudely distracted from taking a certain pill."

Madeleine dropped her gaze to the floor as she tried to recall the night in question.

"Poor James. If you want my advice, I'd leave before he gets back; for your own sake," Blofeld shrugged.

"Well I'm not you and I don't want your advice," Madeleine spat back.

"I'm just stating the facts. He lost his parents when he was six and he lost my father when he was nine. He never had a father and wouldn't know how to be one himself."

"Good day, Franz," Madeline dismissed as he got up and started walking towards the door; her eyes brimming with tears.

She walked straight by M and avoided making eye contact with anyone until she reached her office on the tenth floor. Once inside, she locked the door, slid down until her back was braced against the door, brought her knees to her chest, bowed her head,and let her tears flow unrestrained.

Okay so if you've seen Skyfall, the room where they kept Silva is pretty much where I'd imagine they would also keep Blofeld; except this time it's in the basement of the CSN building. Also I watched SPECTRE the other night with my roommate and we started talking about how old we think James Bond is because there's no way they're going by Daniel Craig's actual age; and the little boy in the photo looks like he's 10 at the most. So then if Blofeld killed his father 20 years ago then Bond can't be older than 30, right? Anyway we were trying to figure that out so I'd love to get yall's input.I hope you all enjoyed the update and I'll try to have the next chapter up soon! PLEASE REVIEW!