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Chapter 2

James walked along the corridor to M's room. He saw the Doctor was in with her and so decided to wait a few moments until he was finished. The blonde woman came out of M's room and saw James lingering by the door.

"Can I help you Sir, are you lost." She asked.

"No, I'm James Bond, I work with Emma. I've just been informed that she was here."

"Oh I see. Well I'm Dr Clayton, Emma's Doctor."

"Nice to meet you…how is she."

"She's lucky is all I can say. If the car had been going any faster, she'd be dead."

Dr Clayton watched as pain flashed through James eyes.

"I'm sorry Mr Bond, I didn't mean to upset you."

"No, you didn't…sorry, it's just that we nearly lost her not so long ago and this is just bringing back some painful memories."

"Can I ask what happened, there's nothing in her file."

"She was treated by our people."

"Your people?"

"We work for the Government, our job isn't exactly plain sailing, let's just say."

"I understand."

"I was told she can go home tomorrow."

"She can, though I'd prefer that someone stay with her. She needs to stay off that leg for a few weeks and she did hit her head pretty hard. She gets the odd bout of dizziness, which will pass but I really don't think she should be on her own for a few weeks."

"I'll stay with her, she probably won't like it but we'll deal with it."

"She's a very tough lady, she certainly doesn't like being told to take things easy."

"No, she's never been one for accepting orders….she's normally the one giving them. So can I go in and see her."

"Of course you can, just press the buzzer by the bed if she needs anything."

"Thank you Dr Clayton."

He smiled at the Doctor as she walked away down the corridor. James turned back to M's room and entered. She looked up from the magazine she was reading and couldn't hide the small smile that had crept onto her face.

"Hello Ma'am." He smiled, as he walked up to her.

"Bond, back at last."

"Happy to see you."

"Happy to see you alive."

"Right back at you, what the hell happened."

"Oh, some idiot with a sports car, not looking where he was going. Too busy talking on his bloody mobile and he didn't notice the lights change. I've a good mind to bloody sue."

"I'm sure you'd win, are you okay." He asked, his tone softer.

"I'll live, I'm beginning to think someone up there has it in for me at the moment. First Silva, now this."

"Eve and Bill were pretty worried about you."

"Bill always worries…how was Cuba."

"A success, we managed to get the shipment of weapons back. 5 million pounds worth."

"Good job, are you okay…any injuries."

"Just a few bruises, nothing major."

"Nobody shot you this time then."

"Well they did try but I was too quick for them."

M gave him a small smile as she realised he has taken hold of her hand, his thumb gently rubbing her knuckle.

"The Doc says you can go home tomorrow."

"Yes I know, I can't wait…I've never been a fan of Hospitals."

"She says you should have someone stay with you."

"Oh that's nonsense, I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself."

"I'm sure you are but those are the Doctors orders and she says you're still suffering from a bout of dizziness and you can't be left on your own."

"Oh what, am I getting a nurse in to look after me now."

"Not quite, you're getting me."

"What."

"You heard me."

"You have work to do."

"I'm due a few weeks leave."

"I will not have you looking after me."

"Why not."

"Because…"

"What."

"I'm your Boss, there a certain things we don't do and you taking care of me is one of them."

"I'm not meant to break into your home and drink your scotch but I do that."

"Yes I'm very well aware of that."

"And you've never stopped me, you could have if you'd wanted too but you didn't."

"Bond I…."

"Look, it's only for a few weeks and I promise to be on my best behaviour. Let me take care of you."

"You make me sound like an old woman."

"M."

She looked up at him, the determination in his voice and knew there was no way he was taking no for an answer.

"Very well, it seems I have no choice in the matter."

"Good, well….get some sleep and I'll be back first thing tomorrow morning."

M watched him walk away as she lay back into the pillows and drifted off to sleep.

Eve walked into the outer office, her mobile in her hand as Bill stepped out of M's office.

"Ahh Bill, I just got a message from James. M has agreed to him looking after her when she's released tomorrow, so he'll be taking a few weeks leave that's due to him."

"He actually convinced her, wow. I honestly didn't think she would."

"Well she has, so you'll need to arrange his cover."

"Fine, I'll get on to that now."

He was just about to walk back into M's office but turned back to Eve as she sat behind her desk.

"Eve listen, about what I said earlier."

"Oh."

"I'm sorry I said that, you're right…she's far from ready to retire, years in her yet."

"I know you care about her and I know the Silva thing affected you as well but she's okay, she's alive and what she needs is for all of us to move past it and get on with running this Country."

"Yeah, you're right. I guess I better go and arrange James cover. Do you fancy a drink later."

"A drink."

"Yeah, I think we deserve it."

"Sure, why not."

To Be Continued…