Thanks to all who are reading this. I'm really enjoying writing this. Nobody noticed my little error though. I've been referring to MI5 since Chapter 2 instead of MI6 so apologies. I've been watching so much Spooks I forgot which division I was writing for. I couldn't reply to Lauren who wanted to know when I was updating, so Lauren here it is and thanks again xx

Chapter 5

James woke up to the birds singing outside. He had forgotten how much he missed the peace and quiet. It was nice to be able to think without guns blazing all the time. There was a knock at his bedroom door and he sat up.

"Yeah. Come in Kincade."

"Morning lad. Sleep well."

"I did actually. It's a nice place."

"Aye it is that. Come get up. Breakfast is on the table."

James got up and put on a pair of blue jeans and white shirt. He quickly ran a comb through his hair and went through to the kitchen to find the table covered in food.

"It is breakfast isn't it Kincade."

"Too much."

"Just a bit."

"Sorry lad. I'm used to eating big."

"It's okay. Looks good." James said. Eating a piece of bacon.

"So, you happy about today."

"Yeah. Can't wait until she's out of that bloody hospital."

"You haven't said much about what she said when you told her how you felt. you did tell her didn't you?"

"Yeah I told her. She was a little shocked. She doesn't understand what I could possibly see in a woman her age. Why do people always have such a problem with age. It's never bothered me."

"That's because you're always surrounded by young, beautiful women."

"M's beautiful."

"She is lad but she's not young. You're so used to being the older one in a relationship and now the roles are reversed. Don't ask me why but some women feel awkward dating younger men, what people will say about them."

"That's how she feels. Worried about what people at work will think. I no it frightens her, being with me. I know I'm a known womanizer. I need her to see I'm capable of change. When it comes to her I know I can change."

"That's good lad. You give it to her straight. Now eat your breakfast."

James gave Kincade a small smile. He sat feeling like a child again A Son having breakfast with his Father. It felt nice.

M was in her room packing up her bag when she felt a presence behind her. She turned around and saw James standing in the doorway. She gave him a small smile and he smiled back as he walked over to her. She began to feel like a nervous young girl when he stood infront of her. His strong aftershave invading her senses.

"Morning M."

"Hello. How did you know I'd be ready."

"I figured you'd be in a rush to get out of here. I don't blame you. Hospital's aren't exactly my favourite place either. You okay." He asked. Taking in her nervous look.

"I'm fine."

She looked up at him and could see in his eyes he wanted to kiss her. She could feel herself leaning into him but then she pulled back quickly.

"We should go Bond."

"Right, ofcourse. Here, let me take your bag."

She walked out of the room ahead of him. Leaving him standing alone and worried.

The drive back to the cottage was quiet. Barely a word spoken between them. When they pulled up, Kincade was waiting for them outside. He gave M a warm smile as he approached them.

"M. How are you."

"Hello Kincade. I'm feeling alot better thank you. James and I owe you our lives. Without your help we wouldn't have made it."

"Don't be silly lass. Come on, let's get you inside."

Kincade ushered M inside, followed quickly by James. Kincade began showing M around the cottage and then took her to her room. James came in at the back of them and laid M's bag on her bed.

"Well. I'll go an put the kettle on shall I?"

"Thanks Kincade." James said.

M was about to leave aswell until James took hold of her arm.

"Please don't leave. We need to talk M."

M took a seat on the bed. She began to feel uneasy when James took a seat from the corner and sat down infront of her.

"I scared you the other day. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologise."

"I have too. I don't know what else to do. I don't want to lose you."

"I just don't know if I can do this. A relationship with you. It might be too much for us to handle. Especially for me. James I'm your Boss. You have to take orders from me."

"I can do that. I can keep things seperate. I'll try bloody hard. I don't want to give up on this, on us."

"I need time to think about. I know I'm not making things easy for you. It's all taken me by suprise. I had no idea you felt that way. I need time. Time to think about us and recover from my injuries. Please, if you care about me at all then do this for me."

To be Continued...