After the Fall
Disclaimer: Not mine, not making money off of this, much as I wish I could
Author's Note: This one is based off of another song by TranSiberian Orchestra. Happens after Alec's defection but before the film. The location is London.
He had not expected to see James here.
The man looked horrible. He had expected his friend to be less than completely happy, but he had never imagined the look of utter desolation in James's eyes, or the haggard, grey-tinged look of his face. The normally well-groomed, suave elite agent was gone, replaced by a stranger in James's form whose haunted eyes sent a shock running down Alec's spine. Never, in his worst nightmares, had James looked so utterly miserable; he had never imagined that his friend, his brother, was capable of such. For a long moment he stared at his former partner. He could end this pain – hell, he could do anything other than simply standing there staring. He could see that James made it to his flat safely, at least – could be gone again before James even knew what was happening, or better yet, he could convince his friend to join him. He had taken half a step forward when the car pulled up next to the reeling MI6 agent. He stepped back into the shadows swiftly. Words were exchanged, and then a pair of exasperated-looking men escorted Bond into the car, and Alec smiled bitterly and turned away.