A/N: Should have mentioned that fic takes place as a semi AU and between Casino Royale and Quantum of Solace.
Chapter Two – Revenge is a dish best served...
"I said; get your filthy hand off me." She repeated with a certain edge to her voice
His hand gently squeezed her leg as if to emphasise his power and dominance that he now held over her as long as she remained restrained then she was in essence, powerless.
A wicked smile similar to the Grinch slowly appeared, after all it had taken years in order to construct and orchestrate a flawless plan, down to the smallest of details and now he could begin the next step which was to first get under her skin, to irritate like a stubborn splinter then to infiltrate her mind in order to finally break her and although, he knew of the mammoth task which lay ahead of him. He knew that all agents were trained to take secrets and delicate information to their death and M was no different.
Despite, the fact that she was older than the usual field agents and had become accustomed to her desk job, behind the safety of her agents, security and impervious building of MI6, he was confident that he could break her, all he required was time, after all M was just another female and to him, females were the weaker species.
She licked her dry, cracked lips, "They won't rest...they will hunt you down and bring you to justice...just I hope that I'm there to see you beg." Her voice continued to sound hoarse
He continued to appear confident, her words had no effect on him, "My dear, it is quite simple."
M raised an eyebrow as if questioning or undermining him and turned her head away. He clenched his jaws tightly and grabbed her, forcing her to look at him.
"This is all your own doing...you do remember Italy don't you?"
She grimaced as his vice like grip continued to hold her in place and forced her to look at him.
"However, I was able to escape but the same cannot be said for you."
Tanner paced the room, his superficial injuries had been examined and treated but the accident had caused some bruising which resulted in a temporary limp but despite medical advice, he continued to limp back and forth as he attempted to use the pain as a distraction, in order to keep his mind preoccupied as guilt started to fester.
"Tanner, you need to rest and conserve your energy." Attempted Eve
"I can't just wait here and do nothing...I allowed this to happen, if only..."
"You'll drive yourself insane, over thinking all those 'what if' scenarios." Interrupted Eve
"We have nothing...yet. No organisation has stepped forward to claim responsibility," announced Mallory as he entered the office, "Although we have apprehended one of the men responsible...thanks to you, Tanner."
Tanner and Eve exchanged the same expression and reluctantly Tanner felt his conscience ease but only slightly.
"We will interrogate him, run him through our system and hope we get a hit on known associates." Finished Mallory with a hint of optimism
The room suddenly fell into a heavy silence as everyone slowly turned their attention towards James, who sat in the corner and appeared subdued since they had all arrived back at MI6 headquarters for a briefing regarding the earlier events of the day while a separate team had been briefed, their objectives were to acquire and analyse the CCTV footage the surrounding area where Tanner and M were attacked.
"Is there anything you'd like to add, Bond?"
"Look around you," he gestured grandly with his hands while his eyes twinkled with a sickening gleam, "There is only you and I...no distractions, double agents...nothing."
He stood from the chair and turned his attention to the metal tray which displayed a series of prefilled syringes, to be completely spoilt for choice as to where to begin.
"The only comfort you have is all up here," he announced and tapper his temple, "Nothing but your pathetic dreams...the dreams of escape or some over the top and elaborate rescue from your precious government is your only hope."
M shook her head, "I have every faith in my agents and their abilities...they will find you and I hope that I'm there when that happens."
"How very bold of you to say so, M but it is nothing but a tragic attempt to delude yourself of the inevitable...you will pay dearly for what you did to me, pure and simple."
He closed off the saline drip that maintained her hydration and primed the syringe before he abruptly paused.
"Any final words before you drift into the dark abyss?"
M leaned forward, "Go to hell!" She spat with venom
He sighed contently, "This will be quite the show for me and I expect that it will be an experience for you...after all I have high expectations of you."