They all watched as Bond awoke, taking in his surroundings.
Moneypenny yelled at Tanner and Q to hurry up with the food. Q passed her the popcorn as he sat down, Tanner taking a seat next to him and passing out the mugs.
It was two o'clock on a Tuesday afternoon. And there they were. All in causal clothing, drinking wine out of mugs.
And watching as Bond awoke from his slumber on a tiny island of the coast of Scotland.
Each had a bet on for how long it would take the agent to get back. No one thought that it would take Bond longer than a week. But that was a week without something blowing up, someone ending up in medical, or a strain on M.I.6's relationship with anyone.
A week isn't that long. But it was long enough for this lot.
I hope that you guys enjoyed this. Please review, as I have another James Bond story in the works and would like to know what you guys like.
