They landed in London Airport and were greeted with two company cars. They rode in silence to the new MI6 building, which was a good contrast to the plane ride with Q, who complained the entire trip.
Mark was guided through the MI6 building by James and had to go through a series of tests; medical, psychological, and another medical that was performed by Q. The last one was to make sure the nano bots were completely shut down and gradually going to leave his system.
"How long will it take for them to be completely gone?" Mark asked Q. Q looked at his charts.
"Oh, about forty eight hours. The white blood cells will break them down and flush them out of your body." It gave Mark some comfort.
"I hear you get to go home soon." Q said.
"Yeah, this is the last test then I get to go home." Mark's stomach lurched. He was sort of nervous going home.
"I'm sure your family will be very happy to see you again." Q smiled. Something occurred to Mark.
"Do you get to see your family?" He then felt very stupid asking something like that.
"I only have one family member left, so I make a point to do so. They don't know what I do for a living of course."
"No, I guess they can't." Mark looked at his shoes.
"Life at MI6 is a challenge. It does not allow for much of a social or family life. Most of us here have little or no contact with our families, while others have no family at all anymore." Mark suspected Q was talking about James.
"Must suck." Was all Mark could say.
"Somewhat. I take great pride in my work and know I am making a difference here." Q looked at the screen. Mark suddenly had an image of the computer screen swallowing Q's head and wondering if Q would notice if it happened.
"Alright, all finished up here. You are cleared to go home." Q came over to hand him a notice that had his signature on it. "I wish you all the best." Q said and offered him a hand. Mark took it and smiled. He was going home.
Mark grabbed his souvenirs then headed in the direction Q said the exit was and met James in the hall.
"Q gave you the seal of approval did he?"
"Yeah, I'm good to go." Mark shook the note in his hand. He was getting really nervous now.
"My boss wants me to make sure you get home alright." James looked off into the distance. Mark knew that this was probably not James's top pick to play liaison and chauffer but he was glad for the extra support.
"Erm, you don't have to if you don't want to. I know my way home from here." Mark said quickly. He didn't want to annoy a MI6 agent.
"I'm headed that way anyways. Besides, I like seeing a job though to the end." James said and headed to the door. Mark followed. James took out his keys and unlocked a company car and hopped in. Mark climbed in.