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The Heart

Chapter Two

Alec sat down inside the pub that he and Bond normally frequented when they had the chance to, which, with the way that Q ran not only Q-Branch, but the missions as well, had gone up over the last few months. The young man had been able to get the survival rate of double-oh agents up, none had died since he had taken over, but only time would tell if he could keep it up. He smiled as he saw James walked into the pub and over to where he was sat, waiting.

"Already got you your usual James," Alex said as the other nodded and sat down.

"Thanks," he said as he took a long drink of the beer he tended to drink when he was t this particular pub, "Didn't know you were friendly with Quinn," he mentioned softly, using the code name that was use for Q, just in case there was anyone that could over hear them.

"I've known him a while," he's a good one, one of the few that I can trust to guide me right during my out and about time," he told him a small grin on his face.

"Who was the other one that was with you, I've seen him around, but who is he?" James frowned a little, wondering how this other agent had caught his friend's eyes.

"I've known him the same amount of time as Quinn, they're best friend and have been since before they joined us," Alec answered him, taking a large pull of his beer.

"Okay, I have to ask, so why are you training him up" he raised an eyebrow, adding, "You were teaching him some of the moves that have saved our lives on occasions, our training."

Alec chuckled, he could see the slight hint of jealousy in his friend eyes, "Oh James, you've gone over your head here," he paused a moment before finally answering, "He's done some before, when he first joined us, but doing the work he does, doesn't lead to being very active. After taking over the way he did, he finally wants to get back into shape and make sure he hasn't forgotten anything since the last time Andy taught him, which was a few years ago now."

James nodded, not truly understanding the motive, but dropping it with a last comment, "Well, if you ever want, I'd be glad to help out."

"Sound good to me, have no doubt that Quinn would be fine with that," he nodded sitting back into the booth, "one thing, normally you don't listen to anyone when they tell you something, but this time, with Quinn you did, straight away. Why?" curiosity got the better of him.

"Well, you were already showing him respect and listening to him. You normally don't, so he must have done something that got that from you. You usually ignore them as well, but for this one you didn't." He told him, it was a simple answer, and one that showed the trust that James had in his friend's opinions, even the unspoken ones.

Alec laughed a little, thought it wasn't usually joyful one that James heard, "You have no idea of the flak that kid got when he took over after Silva, people didn't want to listen to him, thinking him too young. I admit he is young, but I also believe he is the best. As soon as old Bothroyd found him, he started training him up to take over for the old man. He has done a brilliant job, and people are now beginning to see that, and are treating him with respect. Part of the reason why he wants to learn how to defend himself is because some of the other agents tried to get physical with him. He held his own, just about. He now wants to make sure that if it ever happens again, they will, in the end, think twice." He added, his tone almost deadly, he had only heard about it only after it had been taken care of. Though he wouldn't mind showing those that had dared touch the lad just what he had learned in the art of torture.

James winced a little at that, "At least he is taking care of himself, and can hold his own. A lot of people would just let them walk all over them, especially since he knows the type of people that we work with."

This time Alec laughed, "He is a spitfire, trust me. He has a past like most of us here, not one I can talk about, you understand. That's up to him. He was always hidden from view a lot before he took over, working on projects that are now, only just coming to light."

James snorted, "I'll have to see about that."

Alec was about to say something when his phone rang, "Well, looks like my playtime is over. I'll talk to you more when I get back, try and keep an eye on things here." Alec said with a pointed look, "Nothing else has happened, or I'm just not hearing it, but keep an eye on him. Andy's good, find him when you have the chance, he's got a good ear for things. Could take our jobs easily, but when ever an opening comes up, he turns it down."

James nodded as he friend left the pub and his own thoughts began to swirl around his mind. He didn't know what to make of the younger agent that had been with Alec, but he should give him a chance, since he had Alec's approval, and gained the others deep respect. He finished off his beer and headed out of the pub. Going back to his new flat and the high number of boxes that he still had to unpack.

I apologise now for any mistakes, I know I don't spot them all. Do hope you are liking this one so far.