AN: I Hope you like the chapter and I am so sorry for it taking soooo loong… I have had an entire summer holiday but things happened and I was worrying about my A-Level exams which I passed!!! YEAH!! So the next chapter (or maybe the chapter after) will be during university

AAN: Thankyou for your patience and as usual please read and review and tell me if I need to change something. I.e. if I mixed up some time frames.

This story is set the same day as Chapter Eleven but later on and then we will be moving forward to when Bond is about to leave for Russia and I as I was dying to try out the character of Q I couldn't resist in bringing him into the story for a least 1 chapter so look out for the Gadget Agent in the next chapter or so :p

Chapter Twelve- Goodbye… For Now…
The Aston martin's engine hummed to life beneath the silver hood as Bond put his beloved car into gear as he prepared to spend the night at an MI6 safe house in order to meet up with M for a final debrief and the latest update on ACTURUS and to receive some accessories for his mission curtesy of Q branch.

After talking to Kaley privately- Kaley had taken her bike out to meet some friends in the park for a few hours of hanging out and having circuits around the park- and the father and daughter had come to an uneasy stalemate; Bond had even gone so far as to go out and buy Aidan and Kaley gifts which were not only expensive but beautiful.

Coming out of an underground car park which was used only by the residents of the private flats, Bond turned onto the King's Road and to the traffic lights that came to the edge of Regents Park where children made most of the winter sun before it's warmth vanished from the air until the return of spring- Bond wondered if he would catch a glimpse of the fifteen year old who, according to Aidan, was a master biker with the ability to become apart of the bike and use it as if they were one and the same with speed and tricks which Aidan had only witnessed on rare occasions.

As he slowed his car to a stop at the traffic lights, Bond noticed a group of teenagers on bikes, two boys were pointing at different cars and admiring them and Bond would not have been surprised if they noticed his own latest model in the Aston Martin series; At that small thought, the agent smiled to himself as the memory of his uncle teaching him to drive an old car at the age of twelve floated into his mind but he suddenly shook it off as he switched on the car radio.

The mauve bike skidded to a stop as it's rider put their foot down on the gravel path after winning the last race. The Nirvana Concept was a mountain bike with resilient tyres and a strong frame which had lasted for almost six years and showed no sign of giving up yet.

Clare Richards smiled as she slapped a high-five with Kaley as she clicked her gears to neutral after racing one of "The Guys" after she had tied with Christopher once again.

"Nice gear change as usual," Claire smirked. "Have you ever thought of turning pro?"

Kaley shook her head as she unzipped her heavy fur-trim hooded jacket as she fiddled absentmindedly with a wool hat that covered her head and prevented her loose Brown hair from becoming wild while riding at high speed.

"So, Kale, I thought you were spending the weekend with your dad,"

Nathan Simmons asked as he came over after catching his breath from the race he had just lost. Kaley fixed her glove while she avoided his gaze.

"He had to work," Kaley said, looking up. "It was a last minute thing"

"Usual then," Nathan shrugged as he fixed his handle bar. " I guess it was expected considering he cancels at the last minute every time. How long has it been going on? Since ever?"

Kaley gripped her handle bar tightly, her light blue gloves covering her nowwhite knuckles as her expression didn't appear to change but beneath the surface, the fifteen year old's anger was boiling to critical level, even though she knew that her childhood friend was telling the truth.

In the end she just shrugged the comment off as they heard Jake and Tony talk about a new model of Aston Martin at the traffic lights; the two boys were car nuts and had recently secured work placements at the mechanics which Jake's father owned and who had allowed the boys to start fixing up a battered Ford Bentley which had been brought in.

Looking up, Kaley recognised the car immediately; the reflected windows which appeared silver glistened as they were up and the silver paintwork shone in the watery sunshine as if the car itself had just been washed or newly bought- her fathers pride and joy.

Taking her phone out of her coat pocket with one hand while using her teeth to remove her glove, Kaley flicked through her mobile's phone book and wheeled her bike away from the others as her father's phone began to ring.

Looking out toward the traffic which appeared heavier on a Saturday, Bond's distant thoughts were disturbed by the ringtone which he associated with his daughter's mobile and put his phone on the loudspeaker setting.

"Kaley,"

Kaley smiled weakly as she stuffed her glove into her pocket.

"Hey dad. Er, what are doing… now?"

Bond shifted slightly as he noted the leak of emotion in Kaley's voice.

"I'm on my way to work before I go to the airport for my flight. What's the matter?" He prompted.

"Um, nothing. Only s few of the guys have just seen your DB9 model by the traffic lights-… and I was just going to ride down to the shops…. Okay, they look like love sick puppies…" Kaley's world's tumbled out in a confused jumble.

Bond looked toward the direction of the park and noticed the group on bikes and couldn't help but smile at his daughter's similar sense of dry humour. Checking his watch, Bond noticed that he had over an hour to spare before his rendevous with M at the safehouse and thought for a moment.

"My car is at the traffic lights and I can see a group on bikes… I'll pick you up at the corner."

Kaley spun around toward the cars waiting and frowned.

"I don't think a mountain bike is going to fit in the back somehow and I thought you said you didn't have time when I asked before?"

He knew she had him, and sighed.

"I'll make time."

"Okay… meet at star bucks near the high street?" Kaley asked.

Bond changed gear and switched the indicators.

"I'll be there."

Sitting down in two plush chairs with a back coffee and a hot chocolate, the father and daughter sat in companionable silence as Kaley stirred the cream on her hot chocolate and added some chocolate powder as Bond watched curiously.

Kaley noticed his look as she took an experimental sip and licked her lips to get rid of any cream around her mouth.

"What?" she asked incrudeously.

Bond shook his head with a smile as he too took a sip of his coffee after stirring in some sugar.

"Nothing, I'm just curious to the fact you phoned me when you did and the slight note of bitterness I detected."

Kaley looked down into her hot chocolate. One of the things about her father was that he could read people so easily. Kaley, herself, in particular.

"No, just one of the guys getting on my nerves and reminding me of the fact that you always seem to have to cancel everything at the last minute."

"I don't wat to argue," Kaley interjected quickly seeing her father rallying up for a response. "I just needed a breather before I really did hit him."

"I don't mind," Bond commented quietly. " I would have been over an hour early and that would have involved waiting around so, it's alright."

Kaley smiled weakly as she sipped her drink.

"Where are you going anyway?"

Bond shifted uncomfortably. "Russia"

"Wow, that's a funny coincidence actually."

Bond looked at her curiously. "Why is that?"

Now it was Kaley's turn to look slightly uncomfortable.

"Oh it's just that my… boyfriend has gone over there for Christmas because his dad had a last minute business deal."

Bond paused in mid-sip. Bringing his cup down, he raised his eyebrow slightly and attempted to keep an even tone of curiosity.

"Boyfriend?"

Kaley looked down into her hot chocolate. Even though she shared her normal day-to-day teenager's life with Aidan, Kaley never told Bond about her life other than the questions he asked about school.

Kaley suddenly became shy, and attempted to change the topic of discussion.

"Yeah…so how long are you going for?"

Bond noticed this. He should have realised that his daughter was no longer an innocent little girl but was growing into a beautiful young lady who would probably have a boyfriend- even though she had a very reserved nature.

"He is very lucky to have you… Just be careful." kaley looked up and saw a flicker in her father's blue eyes- love and concern for her- and smiled weakly.

"I will be careful, I promise."

Bond nodded with a weak smile and reached across the table to brush a wisp of hair from Kaley's face and behind her ear- just as he had when she was little.

"So where are you going now?"

Kaley now sat on her bike and had a hand on the hood of the Aston Martin on the driver's side as Bond put down the window as the two made ready to part ways.

"Might go back to the park and Kill Nathan for his smart-ass comment before."

Bond nodded. " Aidan tells me that you're good on a bike. She says that when you race, the bike looks attached to you."

Kaley smiled shyly as a fluch of colour came into her slightly pale cheeks from the coolness of the day.

"I'm okay but not as good as some of the others… call later?"

Bond leant an arm over the window. "Maybe. You'd better go, I'm turning towards South Kensington."

Kaley looked up at the traffic lights and nodded.

"See you soon?"

"Be careful," Bond said quietly as the fifteen year old pushed off and pulled a half-wheelie in a guesture of farewell as she rode into Regents Park.

Rolling up the window, Bond turned on the indicator and as the lights turned green, turned off to South Kensington.