Blood Runs Thicker Than Water

Clare lets the beat of Mumford run through her and slightly nodding her head to the music. Letting Bond process the information she has just given, she can tell by the flexing muscles in his jaw clench and unclench.

"So after the girl in your children's home found the gun in your room you moved into the apartment across from MI6 HQ so then what?"

"Look at me. This is what's next. I'll be a double-oh agent and die a legend never getting close to anyone, you know when I get rewarded with my double-oh, they say I'll be 004. My mom was 005 and my dad was 006. It's a bit of a cliché really, its, it's as if I'm next."

Immersed. Bond would never forget this amazing human being. So young she gave up all prospects to fight for her country and released her innocence into the wild, after the two Agents of oppositions they would face and she would shoot, she would be just as bad as all of them at MI6. At fifteen this was not a great expectance in life but that was out of his hands so the best he could do was make sure she made it back to receive her last rewarding award. He had felt attachments to many women in his past, but even though there was an enkindled fire burning dimly beneath the skin of their basic relationship the almost maternal instinct to protect this young budding girl was purely…pure.

"So," Bond began but Clare interrupted him.

"Enough about me now, Bond, what about you? I know about all of your scandalous acts up to Istanbul but after that you will have to fill me in. All your file says is that you are 'failing to recuperate over a fallen co-worker.'" Clare quotes his Agent file.

"All you need to know about that is that it won't affect my performance in our latest mission."

Bond desperately wanted to tell her more. He wanted to open his very sole to her right there on that very plane. He wanted her to know about all his trials with returning to his horrid old childhood home but knowing that he was to never return there, as it was gone forever. He wanted her to know his every breath of laboured air since his dear Vesper had betrayed him and died protecting him. Everyday a part of him died with her, as he would, forever mourn her for what she did. Even when she avenged her and brought in Green the agent who played her resulting in her death all he could about was how he did play her, and how she made a relationship. All of this should be made known to the amazing, one of a kind, unique young woman he would ever meet.
once again that pained look flashed across her face yet she covered it up nicely.

"The captain would like to announce that the seatbelt sign is on and as the plane begins its decent we recommend you remain in your seats, British Airways would like to thank you for flying with us and hope you enjoyed your flight!"

"Well I made a flight playlist especially for today but thanks to someone using his twenty questions, and then some, I only heard zilch."

"You're welcome."

After landing the taxi ride to the New Jersey Plaza was awkward. Silence is golden as they say but even the elusive James Bond was fiddling with his fingers as they pulled in at the large overpriced hotel. A lot could have been settled during that long drive yet silence filled the car apart from the low purr of the bright yellow cab as it glides along the tarmac streets.

Inside the room, Clare zoomed around the large spacious apartment like hotel room looking for the biggest wardrobe and bed, because she's awesome like that, and immediately slugging both oversized bulging suitcases onto the bed and making herself at home. This was to be their accommodation for the next month.

James Bond wandered to the remaining bedroom and placed his own suitcase on the floor, removing the suits all identical to the one he wore now and hanging them in the smaller wardrobe. His suitcase had a false bottom and was full of different gadgets Q had designed him.

"Bond. Drag that perfectly shaped ass in here pronto."

His smirk was wiped off his face milliseconds after Clare said it.

Vesper.

It was as if she had been in the room herself and called it, he shivered trying to compose himself as of what he knew of Clare she would notice if anything was off about him. He straightened down him shirt and removed the bow tie unbuttoning his top button as well to feel a bit more relaxed. He also quickly dragged a comb through his hair and made himself look all round more presentable.

"The Queens still in England you know that right? She's not going to drop in on us anytime to make sure you're wearing enough cologne"

"Why did you call on me? Crisis in Japan and M wants me to swing by and blow someone up?" Bond said in mock humour as Clare swaggered away walking with the confidence and authority of the old M herself, but the grace and fragile like curves just like the walk of his late love, Vesper.

"You wish bond, if that was the case I would have it covered by someone already," Clare smirks at her joke and loads up an Email on her Mac pro. "It's from M.

'Ms McDonald, I hope you enjoyed your flight and have settled in well to your accommodation so far. Arrangements have been made for you and Bond to go to the base of the Russian Terrorists plant, JNB & corp, you are colleagues from England's brother branch of the company, ENB which are in on the mission and have not been taken yet by the Terrorists attacks and management. At nine AM tomorrow you will leave in the company car, do not get involved no-matter what you see, and Bond has never to leave your sight as he is still a little emotionally unstable and may act out if any illegal activities are taking place at that current time, as he usually gets himself caught up in these things. Do be careful and try your best not to kill anyone. You have five days of observance and then you will brief us on the situation on hand. I am sorry but if it is any higher than a seven you will be escorted back to England immediately as without a double-oh this would be irresponsible to put you in that sort of situation.

Sincerely,
M.

"I don't think he realised I would be reading that as well."

"Nope. He definitely knew you would be reading that."