Lucky you, my wireless has been fixed so I can continue writing. Hope you enjoy this slightly longer one. Please read and review. Enjoy!
For the rest of the day Bond helped Ash book her plane tickets back to England, watched her do her daily workout routine which he thoroughly enjoyed and mainly just spent time with her. He felt a unexplainable bond with her even though when he thought about is she had hardly showed him anything to make him trust her. Too late to go back now Bond thought, they were leaving tomorrow. The one thing he was definitely not looking towards to was Mallory's reaction at him bringing home a young girl only just old enough to have a proper job. For the first time Bond had doubts about bringing her back but she had amazing skills and nothing to lose, except her life he thought grimly but she seemed sure so who was he to question her. As night fell he started walking back to the hotel after making arrangements with Ash to meet him at the entrance to the hotel car park at 6 o'clock telling not to bother with her car. He had a better one.
Morning came around and Bond packed, put on a Tux, had breakfast and got to the car park 10 minutes early but Ash was already there admiring all the different sports cars that rich bigwigs has brought.
"Morning" she said "slept well?"
"No" Bond admitted "are you sure you want to do this?"
"Of course" Ash said "now where is this car you were boasting about"
"Here" he said walking over and patting it's bonnet "she's got spike strips, a few guns and grenades in the passenger glove compartment and a medical kit under the driver seat, she has also got a self destruct system but Q told me if I use it one more time the next car I'll get will be a yellow Mini Cooper instead..." Bond was interrupted
"Of a Aston Martin V12 vantage" Ash finished for him "yeah I get it, Did you know you lend a new term to 'spoilt brat'?"
"Oh I don't just lend it, I permanently rent it" he replied with a smile "come on then, get in"
"You are so full of yourself, you know that?" She muttered getting in
He made some unidentifiable noise of confirmation and needlessly revving the car's ridiculously noisy engine he sped off. Ash shook her head.
"And my point is proved" she said to herself.
Apart from getting caught in rush hour traffic and having everybody they passed stare at the car the journey to the airport was uneventful. They dropped off their luggage and boarded the plane without trouble although Bond did cause some issues at security as he had kept his gun under his jacket but that got smoothed out when he calmly explained who he was with his hands cuffed behind his back. They were now in the air and well into their eight and a half hour flight back to England. Bond of course made sure they were sitting in first class, drinking champagne and eating cavier which Ash immediately made clear she didn't like by trying a mouthful and spitting back out into her hand.
In no time the announcement came through that, "This plane is landing in approximately 10 minutes, please fasten your seatbelts and return your chair to the upright position."
20 minutes later they were outside having collected their luggage and riding the back of the chauffeur driven Jaguar to MI6. Without getting caught in to much traffic the pair arrived outside MI6 headquarters. Bond motioned for Ash to follow him, when they reached the first checkpoint the guards blocked his way in,
"I'm sorry sir, no civilians are allowed enter. Security issues " he added
"I'm a double-oh" Bond snapped "do you think I would bring in some random citizen? She can be trusted not to speak and if you don't let us in I will personally call Mallory down interrupting his work and we all know he will not be pleased at that"
After a moment's consideration he agreed "Very well" he said reluctantly and stepped away from the door.
Bond stepped past him and Ash followed with a last triumphant smirk at the guard the who challenged them.
Much the same happened at the second and third checkpoint until they finally got through to the hub of MI6. Ash gazed at the clicking computers and rushing people in amazement. She had been expecting small, dark rooms and shady men with black sunglasses and suits which she knew was ridiculous. Her thoughts were interrupted when a thin man came storming towards them.
"What the hell do you think you are doing 007? If this girl is another of your ridiculous flings then you've gone to far this time" he warned
"No Mallory, sir. She wants to become a agent" he quickly continued before Mallory, who was growing redder by the minute could interrupt "she has brilliant shooting and combat skills, please just give her a chance"
"Fine" M said "go down to Q and get him to look her up, I will decide from there what should be done. Never do this again Bond unless you want to be on desk duty for the next six months."
"Yes sir" he said respectfully and headed towards Q branch, not knowing what to do Ash scampered after Bond. Following him round corners and through corridors they go to Q branch. What surprised Ash the most was not the giant holographic screen or the dozens of people clicking away on computers but the young man with messy black hair and glasses standing in the middle of the room looking at the big screen drinking earl Gray.
"Q" Bond said in greeting
"007, good to see you again" he greeted not looking away from the screen "did you have a nice relaxing holiday while I worked here getting a few hours sleep a day" he stated
"I did actually, although I wouldn't say it was relaxing" shooting a pointed look at Ash, "I met a very nice girl though, would you do a check on her? The name is Ashley Jones"
"May I remind you 007 that I do not get paid a six figure salary to double check that your latest fling has a husband"
Ash snorted and a surprised Q span around seeing the new visitor for the first time.
"Ashley Jones" she said sweetly holding out her hand "and I am not a 'fling' as every one keeps saying" her voice growing harder, "look me up so that conceited barstard called M can clear me to start doing agent training"
At that last comment Q's eyes grew wide "yes miss" he said hurrying over to his computer "Ashley Jones you say?"
"Correct" Bond quickly stepped in for her.
If anyone repeated what she said about M to the man himself Ash would be out of MI6 before you could say good day.
"Well I've got the reports here" he said, eyes growing wider as he read it, "are you sure you want to see them?"
"No, no. Just send it straight to M" she quickly said, seeing Bond's puzzled look she whispered to him "I'll tell you later but not now, not here"
So I'm onto chapter 7, about 6000+ words in and Ash hasn't even started her training so I estimate the whole thing will be about 14,000-15,000 words. Not bad for my first Fanfic!
This chapter was a bit rushed as I will be busy for the next few days and I am not good with conversations with more than 2 people, anyway my apologies and I hope you keep reading. The next chapter will be the physical test for Ash and maybe the mental test.
I need to give Bond a car for England, I was thinking a McLaren or Aston Martin but I don't know what one. Please help me out.