In this chapter: there are a lot of pauses. Weird.

This isn't a long chapter, but a chapter nonetheless.

Disclaimer: I do not own James Bond and Sherlock.

M led them to a conference room in another part of MI6. M stood at the head of the table. Bond sat down on the left side with Sherlock and John. Q and Lilly sat together on the right.

M passed out manila file folders to everyone before beginning. She took a deep breath. "I've brought you all here to discuss Brain McNeely."

No one said anything.

"As you know, Brain has seriously compromised us. To send in someone alone, as we have done before," she gave Bond a look. "Has only proven futile." M swallowed. "That's why I'm considering sending all of you in."

There was a slight pause. "Wait, all of us in?" Lilly asked.

"Possibly. I'm not sure yet."

Q frowned.

"Anyway, there's a bigger problem we have to discuss."

"What's that?" asked Bond, leaning leisurely back in his chair.

"She's lost track of him," said Sherlock.

This time there was a longer pause.

"You're joking," said Q, boring his gaze into Sherlock.

"No, no, he's telling the truth," said M. "I'm afraid we've lost any means of tracking him."

"Cell phone number?" asked Lilly.

"Disposable."

"Credit card number?"

"Cancelled?"

"How did this happen?' Q asked.

"I'm not quite sure. I'm having Intel look into it right now."

"Unless it's someone from the inside." John said.

Everyone looked at John. M tilted her head to the side. "What do you mean?"

"Well, someone could be leaking information to him, telling him what you're doing."

"No," said Sherlock. "No, that's not it." He leaned forward, setting his elbows on the table and folded his hands together. "He is doing it some other way . . ."

"Is 014 still in captivity, mum?" Bond asked M.

"Yes, I'm afraid so."

"Then shouldn't someone go save her . . . or something?" John asked.

"Well, we can't really do that without knowing where he is and having nothing to track him down with," said Lilly.

"John and I will help," said Sherlock.

"You will?" said M with a look of pure elation on her face.

There was a knock on the door. "Come in," said M.

"A young lady stepped in. "Pardon me, mum. Q, we're having some problems in-"

"With what?" Q snapped.

"The master server." The young lady seemed to shrink.

Q sighed, rolled his eyes, and then stood up with the file folder. He strided toward her. "I thought I said not to mess with it." He walked out of the room and yanked the door shut behind him.

"Well," said Bond. "Looks like I'm not needed here anymore." Bond stood up and stretched.

M turned to Sherlock. "You and Lilly will be working together," she said.

"I work alone." Sherlock stood up, opened the door, and walked out of the room.

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