Here's the next chapter! I had so much fun writing this one! I'm introducing my OC in this one. I can't for you guys to meet her!
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M led them through MI6, telling them that the first person they were going to meet was "MI6's best hacker." Sherlock sniffed, deciding to believe when he saw it.
Their final destination was a desk situated in the center of a balcony that overlooked what M said was Q Branch. Where M's desk had been clean and neat, this desk was cluttered and used the system of "organized chaos." The computer – the latest model, Sherlock noted – took up most of the space. Lined along the front of the desk were coffee mugs, filled with various pencils, pens, highlighters, and who knows what else. The mugs themselves did not match in anyway, except that they were more or less the same height. One mug, Sherlock noted, was white and had black calligraphy printed on it. Another mug had a landscape photo; another mug was just plain red. There was a small American flag sticking jauntily out of one mug.
There was a girl sitting at the desk. She was wearing a loose, white t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and a pair of glasses with brown plastic frames. She was talking on the phone. Sherlock noticed that her desk was covered in papers and sticky notes.
"I swear I didn't do it this time," she was saying. "Have you checked from where the signal came from? . . . Well, you better it, then." The girl glanced to the side and saw M standing there with Sherlock and John. "Alright, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later, Janet. Bye." She hung up the phone, took a sip of coffee from a writing-utensil-free mug, and stood up.
Sherlock studied her. She's an American, he deduced. From California, in the Silicon Valley. She lives alone in a flat that's a thirty minute tube ride from here. She is dating someone from MI6; someone in a position of power . . . His thought process was cut off by M's talking.
"Gentlemen, this is Lilly Houston. Lilly, this is Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. They're going to be helping us with Brian."
The three of them shook hands. "Hi, it's nice to meet you," said Lilly.
She doesn't follow us.
"Well, welcome to MI6," she said, smiling and giving a little shrug of her shoulders.
"Hope you enjoy your stay."
"What's that supposed to mean?" John asked.
"Lilly means that your position here would be temporary." She shot Lilly a look. "If you decide to take the job.
"Well, now you have to meet our quartermaster-"
"Q?" Lilly said. "He's at the shooting range with Bond. They're testing out some new weapons."
Sherlock's eyebrows went up when he read her expression. So, this is Q's girlfriend.
"Thank you Lilly." M turned to her guests. "Follow me."
Lilly took one last sip of coffee before joining them.
The foursome wove through the underground maze that was MI6. John asked questions to Lilly and M, about what they did, and the facilities, and things like that. Sherlock stayed quiet.
When they did get to the shooting range, they had to wait for the tests to finish up. Then they were admitted.
There were two figures standing in the middle of the shooting range. They were about the same height, but the one on the left was considerably older than the one on the right. The man on the right was wearing long grey trousers and a mouse-brown cardigan. He had black curly hair and was wearing silver wire-frame glasses. The man on the left had cropped hair of no discernible colour and was wearing jeans and a black leather jacket. As M, Lilly, Sherlock and John got closer, they could hear the curly-haired man say "And be sure to bring it back this time, would you?"
M cleared her throat. "Gentlemen," she said. "This is Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. They're going to be working with you two on the Brian case."
The man in the leather jacket stepped forward and extended his hand. "The name's Bond. James Bond." He and John shook hands.
Sherlock regarded the other man coolly. "Q," he said.
"Sherlock," Q returned.
"Wait." Lilly looked at them with a confused look on her face. "You two know each other?"
"It's a bit more than that." Q said, starring at and fiddling with the pistol he was holding. "We're cousins."
This statement seemed to shock everyone in the group, excluding M and the two involved.
"C-cousins. Wow. Really?" John babbled, and directed this last question at Sherlock.
"Glad to see you're not the only one left, mate," said Bond, clapping Q on the back.
"All right!" M said. "Now that you're all acquainted, we can discuss this case in detail." She eyed all of them. "If you could please follow me." M turned around. Sherlock, John, and Bond followed her.
Lilly stayed behind while Q gathered his stuff. The pair brought up the rear.
"You never told me you had a cousin," she said.
Q shifted his things around in his arms. "'You never asked."
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