Hello everyone! Sorry for the long wait, things got busy and I didn't have a lot of free time on my hands. My plan is to update as much as I can in the next two weeks before school starts.

I've been stalling long enough. Have fun!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock and James Bond

A few days later, Bond walked through MI6. He was planning to bother Q, since he was waiting for news about the whereabouts of Brian. However, Q seemed to be avoiding him, so he decided to bother Lilly instead. She was Q's girlfriend after all.

"Hey Lil," James said, leaning up against Lilly's desk. "Have you heard from our detective yet?"

Lilly shook her head. "No. I have his phone number, and his e-mail, and web address-"

"He has a website?'

Lilly glanced at him. "Yeah . . . Anyway, he hasn't answered any of my messages. I don't know if Q has made any progress." She started to answer an e-mail.

James eyed her. "So . . . I was wonderin' if you wanted to catch a drink with me later tonight."

"Bond, you know I'm dating Q."

He moved around the corner of the desk and propped himself up on the edge of the front of the desk. "So, he won't mind." He chuckled. "He can't get that mad, can he?"

Lilly stopped typing and gave him a look. "Are you willing to face the consequences if I do go out with you?"

Bond thought for a moment. Q wasn't a vengeful man. When he wanted to get revenge, which wasn't often, he usually just sent a virus to the person's computer. Then the person would come crawling back to Q when they couldn't fix it themselves. Q would tap a few keys and the virus would be gone.

Even Lilly had developed a reputation: she would somehow procure a cell phone (by legal or illegal means) and change the ring tone. She would usually change it to something American, and possibly annoying, depending on her mood. Mallory's "Call Me Maybe" attack during a meeting with the Prime Minister was still talked about.

Taking all of this into consideration, Bond shook his head. It was just better to leave the two techno-nerds to their courtship, however unlikely it may seem.

Lilly smiled. "Thanks Bond."

There was a sudden pounding of feet on the linoleum. Bond looked up and Lilly turned around to see Sherlock and John running up to them.

"I've found where Brain is!" Sherlock called across the way.

"Cool!" Lilly called back. "How?"

By this time, Sherlock and John had reached Lilly's desk. "Homeless network." Sherlock said.

"Homeless network?"

John shook his head. "Don't ask."

"Oh." Lilly frowned. "So did you tell Q?"

"He told me," said Q, walking over to the group. He was carrying a tablet. "I've already found the place and pulled up the floor plans." He handed the tablet to Lilly.

Q had more than just the floor plans. It was a digital, 3D floor plan of an old manufacturing building.

"In the folder that M gave us," began Sherlock. "Which I'm sure none of you really looked at."

The employees of MI6 gave him a disdainful look.

"There was a list of properties that Mr. McNeely owns. This one used to be the manufacturing plant of bed linens during the Industrial Revolution. It was converted to a uniform factory during World War I, and closed shortly after. It's the only property on the list that's not occupied."

There was a pause as this information sunk in. Lilly expanded, shrank, and turned the image on the screen. Q placed his hand on the back of her chair and crossed one foot over the other, effectively propping himself up so he could watch his girlfriend. James looked over Lilly's head and Q's shoulder to see what Lilly was doing.

"Looks like it's in East End." James said.

"Yeah," said Lilly. "It is."

"Right." James clapped Q on the shoulder and turned away.

"Wait, where are you going?" Q asked.

"To get Brian."

"But you can't go alone!" Q yelled. "It's too dangerous!"

"Never stopped me before!"

"Bond!" Q cupped his hands around his mouth. "BOND!"

Bond kept walking away and didn't respond.

Q turned around. "Wonderful."

Lilly, who had been watching their exchange, turned to face Sherlock and John. "You guys have to go after him. If M finds out that he went alone, we'll both get in huge trouble."

"Mostly me," Q muttered.

"Are-are we allowed to?" John asked.

"You're working for MI6 now, aren't you?" Lilly said and shrank the image on the tablet. "Hey. There looks like there's something underneath the building."

Q took the tablet from Lilly. He moved the mage around with his fingers. "It looks like it's an old tube station." He paused. "It was closed in the forties because of flooding."

"Does Bond know about this?"

"Probably not." Q and Lilly gave each other a look.

"I'll go work on this." Q said, body twitching now with the sense that a mission had to be formed. "You get them supplies." The quartermaster hurried away.

"Do you guys have weapons?" Lilly asked as she turned to her computer.

Sherlock snorted. "Of course."

"Go get them. And bring extra ammo." Lilly paused. "And guys?"

"Yeah?" John said.

"Wrap up any unfinished business you may have."

"Why?"

"No one said you would come back alive."