The two men walked into the baby section. The smaller one had a look of quiet determination, while the well muscled man with the bright blue eyes was starting to look a bit concerned and overwhelmed. Bond followed behind Q, carrying the car seat in one hand. "Here," said Q pulling a shopping cart over and lifting the car seat up into the basket, "this way you don't have to keep holding her."
"But won't we need to put things in?" Bond looked a bit skeptical.
"Most of what you need wouldn't fit in there, and the rest can go on the bottom shelf part." Q further explains by grabbing a large box of nappies and placing it below the basket.
Bond pushes while Q swiftly pulls small things off shelves, barely looking at them for more than a second. As the two approached the furniture area Bond hesitates in the face of so many options, but gravitates towards a very feminine set up with lots of pink, ruffles and soft flowing curves.
"You don't need to spend that kind of money on something she'll only be in for a week at most; there are more financially sensible ones near the back here." Q gently tugs on Bonds arm; the larger man almost looks disappointed.
After choosing a simple crib Bond asks if they should get a changing table as well, "I wouldn't think that necessary for such a short time period, a towel on a bed should suffice."
As Q discussed delivery options with the shop girl Bond pushed the cart back over towards the clothing, looking at the pretty girls dresses, picking out a couple and slipping them in with the other purchases, along with a small stuffed bunny.
Q returned to his side and Bond stopped to look at the young man before him, "How do you know all this stuff, I thought you didn't have any other family?"
Q didn't meet Bonds eyes as he spoke, "Before I got the position of quartermaster my partner and I had discussed adoption at length. Being the intellectual I am I did a lot of research. Simon worked from home and would have been a great parent."
"Would have?" Bond didn't think he liked where this story was going.
"He was walking home from the shop when a drunk driver jumped the curb and slammed into a group of people on the sidewalk. There were many casualties"
Bond was right, he didn't like where that had gone. The thought of Q suffering that kind of lose made him mad and broke the strong man's heart at the same time.
"After that I threw myself into my work, and here I am." Q gave a little sigh and a weak smile, "Come on, I saw a cute little mobile that will go well with that bunny."