Chapter 19.
The month passes quickly, and M has Ducky's visit next week to stress her out further. M feels she knows the man much better after their frequent conversations but she's still concerned about being with him again face to face.
Bond is the reason…they have become closer…much closer than a boss and employee should. Ducky assumed that they would. Bond sleeps with her when she wakes screaming and thrashing from a nightmare. He comforts her and rides the tumultuous waves of her mood swings without too much fighting back.
Sometimes M needs Bond to fight back…force her to realize what she is doing and saying is damaging relationships with her other staff. No one knows…no one understands why she flies off the handle in a split second, but Bond.
Ducky will be here soon and he will be staying with her…sleeping with her. The thought sends waves of anxiety coursing through her body. She needs to face this…to go through with it…enjoy it but can she? Ducky can help her through it…he is such a kind…wonderful man. He reminds her of Nigel.
A tear escapes her eye as she looks out the window over the Thames. Every time…every time she thinks of Nigel this happens…it is as if he could have prevented all of this. Not logical but there is a yearning for the comfort her husband could provide…that comfort is now coming from two men…both have feelings for her and she for them.
Honestly, M's surprised that Bond has stuck it out for this long. His attention has not wavered and unless he is visiting women during the day when she is at work, he has been a monk for the month.
The image of Bond as a monk makes her chuckle to herself. It's an appropriate description, because there is a pained expression on his face when he gets up in the morning after spending the night holding her…protecting her from her demons. It is as if Bond is a glutton for self-punishment when he shares her bed.
Tonight M will tell Bond that it is time for him to leave. She needs to stay on her own…get ready for Ducky's visit and begin living again. If he insists, he can remain her driver and bodyguard but he needs to move out of her flat…it's just not healthy…for either of them anymore.
Something is changing...it was bound to after everything that has happened. At this point it is difficult for M to discern if it is and extension of her jumbled emotions or her feelings for Bond are morphing into something else.
M's disturbed from her introspective pondering as her computer beeps.
"Tanner get in here now!"
Tanner enters and they go over the information that has just been forwarded from Q and McGee from NCIS.
It seems that their friends have found White. M calls Bond and he arrives within minutes.
"Bond I need you to go to U.S. to help NCIS apprehend White for us."
"They found him?"
"Yes, apparently the family and organization that owned the home that I was…held at…owns others around the country and specifically one in the Florida Keys. White's suspected to be in Cuba but getting ready to leave for Florida."
"Good, when do I leave?"
"Tanner could you leave us and go make the arrangements for Bond's travel?"
"Certainly ma'am. Should I get working on another guard for you?"
Bond and M answer together. "Yes."
Tanner leaves and Bond remains seated in front of her desk as he watches her fiddle with some paperwork and then sit down to talk to him. He can tell she has something on her mind as she sighs.
"Out with it M…what is wrong?"
"I was going to discuss this with you tonight when we were home but now it has to be now. I need you to move out of my flat…to be on my own again before Ducky arrives. I thank you for going above and beyond for me and I have authorized a bonus for the time you spent…caring for me after…under the guise of a bodyguard, driver."
"I didn't do it for that…you make is sound so sordid and unappealing. I for one had a wonderful time seeing what you look like first thing in the morning…fresh out of the shower. How you read the paper and the way you butter toast."
"Come now Bond…you must be relieved that you can have time to yourself…not babysitting your boss."
"No…I can honestly say that it was the best month of my life living with you…domestic bliss, I do believe married people call it."
"We are not married…Bond, don't be ridiculous. Someday maybe you may have that domestic bliss with someone."
"No…I won't. I'll be killed in action or live alone."
"How can you say that? You may meet a wonderful woman that makes you think otherwise."
"I already have and she is sitting across from me and if I can't have you…I don't think it is ever in the cards for me to have any real domestic bliss…with someone I can't share everything with…I need someone like you M."
"Bond…I knew it was a bad idea letting you stay…but I could not have anyone else know about what happened. I do care about what happens to you…you know that don't you?"
"Yes."
"I want you to have a life after MI6. I want you to live long enough to retire from being a 00 and find someone to share a life with…you will have to lie about what you did for a living but it can work. It did for me and Nigel."
"I want you M…I want to wake up next to you and make tea and toast while you get ready for work. I want to play cards with you in the evening and talk about our day. I want to make jokes about Q branch and Tanner and see you giggle as you try to stifle it."
"James…I…"
"I want to make love to you. I want to feel all of you pressed up against me naked as I trail kisses down your neck. I want to get my hands on your breasts…I can die a happy man if I…"
"BOND! STOP IT!"
"WHY? You know this…deep down…you want it too! Age is just your bloody excuse! You want to know what else I want to do to you…screw you into the mattress for hours until you can barely walk the next day! I wake up sweating dreaming of giving you pleasure."
"I can't! I don't know if I will ever be able to….again."
"Say it M, have sex, screw, fuck…make love! What about Ducky? Could you with him? If he is what it takes for you to have sex again…enjoy physical intimacy, then please do…take him to bed as much as you can while he visits but when he leaves…"
"What…when he leaves you will what? Force your way back into my flat…surprise me in the middle of the night…force me…"
"Christ M, No! I would never force you…you know that so don't hide behind the veil of what happened to you. We are closer…we care for each other…I don't care if I am not the only man in your heart. To be honest, I fell for you long before your husband died and I never had the nerve to do anything more than flirt. I never hated the man for being the one that was lucky enough to share your life and your bed."
M palms her face and then lifts her eyes back to Bond. "I can't believe you truly feel this way."
Bond can see the conflicting emotion crossing her face. He stands and walks around her desk and crouches before her.
"But I do, M…I feel all the frustration and pain this has caused you and I wish I could take it all from your mind."
Bond leans in and kisses her. In that moment something snaps in M's head. This is the first time since that first night that Bond has kissed her and there is no allusion or pretence of what he wants with this kiss. This is a man with one seductive mission...her.
M allows Bond to deepen the kiss and he attempts to convey every emotion he may have hidden from every other woman he ever kissed. His heart soars in hope that this time she believes him…that this is when he breaks through the wall surrounding her emotions for him.
M cannot believe the inappropriateness of her actions…but damn it feels so very...very good. She suddenly realizes that she is leaning into him now and just moaned into his mouth as his tongue darts into her mouth to dance with hers.
Never one to miss an opportunity, capitalize on a moment, Bond wraps his arms around her as he moves closer to her. Their tongues do battle and in the back of his mind...please don't let Tanner come back yet.
M breaks apart from him panting for air. They look at each other for a moment as the spell continues to hold sway over both of them.
Bond stands and takes her hands in his. He gently pulls her out of her chair and pulls her into another searing almost feral kiss…his lips begin to roam her face to her neck and he whispers in her ear.
"Christ…M. I want you so badly…please say yes. We can go to your flat…now…I can pack and we can do this some more in private."
M is not thinking…her mind is blissfully distracted by his talented mouth and the month-long tension of having such a sexually desirable man living with her…touching her…snuggling in bed with her.
Part of M's mood swings may just be the result of extreme sexual frustration. Then it all comes crashing down as she remembers him and her body freezes stiff. Why isn't it a memory of Ducky…not…him.
"What is it M?"
"White…you need to go…you need to get him, finish this."
Bond caresses her face with his hand. "Don't let him in your head…just when I'm breaking through your defences."
M smiles wanly at him and sighs. "I'm sorry Bond."
"For what? You have done nothing wrong…in fact you have made it all very right in my mind."
"You need to move out of my flat…and catch a plane for the mission. When you return Ducky will be here."
"I don't mind sharing if he doesn't."
"I am beginning to long for the time when having you in my office infuriated me. Now you just leave me confused…and befuddled."
"I was hopping for aroused also."
M gives him an exasperated look as she pushes him around her desk. "Go…and do be careful Bond."
"I will and I will see you when I return."
Bond moves into her personal space again to give her another kiss. Bond's arm snakes behind her back holding her in place as the short intense kiss breaks. He leans his forehead against hers and lets her go just as suddenly.
"I will find Tanner and go get my things from your home. I will be in contact later. Stay safe while I'm gone…this may be a ruse to draw me away from you."
"Bond…if he fights you…use what force you consider necessary."
Bond winks at her and leaves her office. Leaving M even more confused than before and damn him...aroused and tingling from his lips on hers.
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Bond meets Tanner in the hall. "Here is your information Bond."
"Thanks, and Tanner make sure you watch her closely. This may be a ruse…have our best guarding her 24 hours a day."
"I will. Bond, I've meant to ask you…have you and M…become closer? I know that you were battling your feelings for her in DC but now you have lived together for a month. Did you cross a line in your relationship?"
Bond pauses and ponders the question. "Yes, but not the line you are thinking of…we are not sleeping together…in a sexual way."
Tanner looks confused. "But you're sleeping together?"
"Only once in a while when she has bad dreams about the abduction…it stressed her out a great deal."
"I imagine it would. I will make sure there is a guard with her at all times. I hear that Dr. Mallard is visiting next week."
"Yes he is…I am going to get my things out of her flat now that the chapter on White will hopefully be closed. Tanner...this conversation is..."
Tanner smiles and nods at him. The most amazing interoffice gossip ever and he's sworn to secrecy. Well, they do work for a spy agency.
"Good luck Bond."
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Bond and Gibbs look through the binoculars at the small boat approaching the beach.
"Is it him?"
"Yes."
The next few minutes are a whirl of gunfire and the capture of White. He took a shot to the shoulder which Bond grips cruelly as he handcuffs him and tosses him in the back of the van they are using.
In a few hours they are at NCIS headquarters and Dr. Mallard is attending the patient in the morgue before Bond takes the man back to England.
Bond and Gibbs watch the man smirk at them as Ducky patches him up.
"What about my rights? I do not think you have properly arrested me agent Gibbs."
"No but you are not officially in the US and Bond is taking you. I have the owners of the estates you have used here and I made sure to read them their rights…or I should say the FBI did."
White looks a Ducky. "Thank you for the anaesthetic for my shoulder doctor…I just love the Hippocratic oath. Bond, how is the lovely M feeling, by the way?"
At that moment Ducky's hand slipped and smashed down on the fingers on White's right hand.
"Dear me…I am so clumsy."
"ARGGHH! You broke my bloody finger…do something!"
Ducky takes the man's hand and pulls the digit out setting it suddenly and painfully.
"There…I fixed it but the strange thing about age and the finger joints is that you will alway feel that break…that finger will become more and more useless over time. Now you will be exceptionally careful where you place your fingers in the future, won't you."
White grimaces in pain. "So it was misdirection, and the lovely M was enjoying time in your bed doctor…I thought I need only worry about MI6's hired killer over there."
Bond smiles. "You need to worry about the lot of us… your attempted revenge did not please anyone of us. She is doing fine by the way…free to live her life and do as she pleases which is more than I can say for you and the crumbling Quantum."
"I am sure dear M has other enemies that will surface in the future to enact revenge on her...eventually."
Bond growls at him and pulls him off the table. "It is time to go back to Britain."
Bond forcefully drags him out the back of the building he nods his head at both Gibbs and Ducky as he exits to a waiting car and speeds off to the airport to take the bastard back home.
Gibbs looks at Ducky. "I don't expect we will see White ever again."
"No…I certainly hope not Jethro."
"You showed remarkable restraint with him Ducky…so did Bond."
"Yes well, M needs closure…she has to face him and perhaps that will help her."
"When does your plane leave tomorrow?"
"Noon…so I had better go home and get ready."
"I will pick you up tomorrow and take you to the airport."
"Thank you Jethro…that is very kind of you."
"No problem and you will say hello to M for me."
"I will. DiNozzo has a gift I am to give her also…I think he purchased the Avengers on DVD for her."
Gibbs smiles and shakes his head. "I'm sure he did…sounds like him."
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M stands behind the two-way glass looking at him. White is in pain…she can tell by the tightening around his mouth and eyes. She's technically obliged to get medical in to look at him...and perhaps eventually….she will give that order.
M's been staring at him by herself in the room for 30 minutes. Tanner will be conducting an interview of him in a few minutes, she only need send him a text to begin. Bond will stand with her.
M has created the necessary questions for him to ask along with some from the PM's office about more offshore accounts.
It all seems very anticlimactic…she expected to dread it but she cannot even bring herself to care anymore. This apathy concerns her more than the man who sits before her. Now she controls him…he is in discomfort and a call from her can increase or decrease that pain…that is in her power now.
Logically M knows that he did what he did for revenge. White has no desire for her on any other level. It was just a callous and cruel punishment for her job. He did it because he could…he had time…he could have very well tied her to a chair and shot her in the leg just as easily.
M ponders if that would have hurt less in the long run. Both are traumatic but…she would recover…she is recovering. She is a survivor. There is a certain amount of protection living within civilized society but she now realizes that it is an illusion. Civilized society and bodyguards could not protect her…she could not protect herself and that hurts worse.
It was arrogant of M to think she was immune to such crimes…crimes that happen too bloody often to women all over the world…sex trafficking, abuse in the home. She has lived in protected bliss for years.
There is something M can do about this…in her position. MI6 is now working against more than just terror cells, there is something new to concentrate on. MI6's new mission, by permission of the PM is to help end sex trafficking.
Due to the massive increase to revenue from seizing Quantum's assets, the PM will be funding M's new mission partially.
M has already sent the first wave of agents out. Many to India to help the police prevent, track down and arrest men that are involved in gang rapes. MI6 agents are infiltrating human trafficking organizations all over the world in the last two weeks.
The last month has been fanatically busy as M organizes how to carry out all of this before she...retires...dies...whatever the future may hold for her.
Human trafficking has been all but ignored by governments around the world. Now M plans to do something that may shock everyone. M is going to offer White his freedom.
Bond enters the observation room and stands silently behind M as Tanner questions a belligerent White.
M only stiffens when he mentions her name…luring at the glass and more than insinuating to an extremely shocked Tanner, what took place between them during her captivity.
Tanner stumbles through the rest of the questions in a shocked daze. He would love to punch the man into unconsciousness rather that have him utter another word about anything.
M suddenly turns to Bond. "Poor Tanner…he is shocked to his core. Follow me Bond."
The two of them enter the room and White smiles widely.
"Hello my dear…wonderful to see you again…"
Bond hits White so hard that the chair tips over with him in it.
"Bond…help him up please."
"M?"
"I have a deal for you Mr. White one in which you will not refuse because I know that you will like it a great deal."
M tosses a picture of a lovely estate on a small island in the Pacific down on the table.
Bond picks White and the chair off the floor and plops him back into it.
"Planning a vacation M…do you want me to go with you?"
Bond stands behind White and digs his fingers into his injured shoulder until he groans and sweats in agony. All his pain medication from Ducky has worn off long ago.
M smiles wickedly. "No this is your choice. You may spend your incarceration on this island or in a prison here in Britain but you have to pay the price."
"What price?"
"1 billion pounds."
"What."
"I want as much money you can get...you bragged about the assets of Quantum to many people. 1 billion…money makes the world go around and I want it."
"I misjudged you my dear…now that I know you are as viciously greedy as I...I can only hope that you will be accompanying me there?"
Bond places his hands around White's neck squeezing tight. White's audacity, insinuating M would do such a thing or that she would consider joining him in anything infuriates Bond further.
M's skin begins to crawl by the way he looks her up and down...picturing her and him together. M schools her features and begins again calmly...treating White as though he was something rather distasteful that has annoyingly ended up on the underside of her shoe.
"No, you and I will never see each other after this interview."
"Why would I get you such an amount even if I could?"
"I know you can…we only took the proxy companies away so far but you could liquify assets in that amount and I want it."
"What for?"
"My business."
"Is this official for Britain or for you personally M?"
"Both actually. You get me the money and you get the rest of your days on this Island. Do we have a deal?"
"Yes but I will need supplies and protection from others there….I can't just take their money and not have protection."
"The Island's location will only be known to only a few and you will have weekly supplies."
"I am to trust you?"
M tosses another picture at White.
"Here is a picture of a cell at one of Her Majesties Prisons."
"You will have to let me go to collect the money. I will need three weeks."
"You will have one week and you will be with Bond."
M turns and leaves the room Bond and Tanner following.
"What the hell M? You are letting him go?"
"Yes, first to medical and they will chip him without his knowledge. Then follow him and get the money."
Tanner looks like he just returned from vacation and has no idea what is going on. "What's the money for?"
"That project we've been working on Tanner. The reason that both of you have been pestering me, claiming that I have been working too obsessively hard. I am funding an operation against human trafficking and giving a cash influx into much-needed domestic violence shelters here in Britain."
"The government approved your ideas?"
"They approved in as much as I have carte blanche to create the networks needed to help IF I get the money. I am going to use illegal money to fund it. No one knows about this offer…I am not disclosing where this money came from because I want it to bloody well go to somewhere that it can actually help people."
Tanner and Bond smile down at their sly and sneaky boss.
"Tell no one and Bond don't let him die…until after I have the cash."
"The Island is a ruse?"
"No, not at all…I am a woman of my word and he'll be taken to the Island and then I will accidentally let it out the code for his tracer. Let the remnants of Quantum take care of him for us and then we can collect them when they do. Overall it will be a windfall for the government and we can focus on the human trafficking and make strides against rape culture everywhere. I think it is time Britain takes a stronger position with the U.S. in our international policing of the world, but with a humanitarian focus."
Tanner smiles. "So you personally are going to rob the rich to protect the poor."
"I suppose I am Mr. Tanner."
Bond frowns and crosses his arms.
"This is going to make it even harder to keep you protected M. Once Quantum's criminals and exploiters of the world markets find out what you are doing they will send all sorts of sheriffs of Nottingham's after you."
"I am old Bond…so what if they manage to take out Robin Hood…the cause and the organization will be ready and going before they can take me out. Or I will disappear and retire after the mission gets moving."
Bond stares deeply into her eyes.
"M I will always make sure you are safe…you know that."
"Yes…I know Bond but you will be on the front lines also."
Tanner smirks. "Are you considering retiring with a certain doctor M or…someone closer to home?"
M looks sharply at her chief of staff. "Tanner! Mind your own business."
Bond shoots a glare at Tanner. "What if the government changes its mind and the PM takes the money?"
"I have full documentation of the deal and his statement If you can find the money go ahead M, do what you want."
Tanner smiles. "I imagine the press would have a field day if it came out that they stopped the programme when it is not funded by the government."
"Yes, Tanner they would. Bond could you take Mr. White to medical and get his answer for me. I for one could use a cup of tea. I have a lot of work to do before I take the next few days off."
"I will be make sure your security detail's doubled M, until Bond returns and White is on his island or in prison."
"Thank you Mr. Tanner."
"And M...I'm sorry you had to face that man...the things he said he did...I had no idea."
"It is between us Mr. Tanner. I trust you will not tell the world."
Tanner looked shocked at the idea. "No...I will never mention it...ever."
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Bond watches White carefully as he exits the Swiss bank followed by multiple suitcases and places them in the armoured car Bond is driving. He is the bodyguard of a man he would like to murder slowly himself.
M is likely having a lovely time with Ducky and Bond is looking forward to seeing Ducky if he is still there when he gets White off to his island.
Bond opens the door for White and then gets in himself and drives to the private airfield. They will be back in London for a few hours before heading to the Island.
Once they land Bond takes the money directly to the bank and deposits it in the account M has created for it. They will confirm the amount of Euros and let M know once the counting and inspection concludes.
Bond takes White to holding in MI6 until this is all accomplished. Bond heads home and showers after sending a message off to M.
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M feels a relief of spirit once Bond assures her the money is safe and White's locked in the cells beneath MI6.
M and Ducky have had a lovely time…talking, taking long walks in the park and going to the theatre. In the evenings Ducky peppers her with pointed questions. She knows that he is trying to decide her rate of healing.
Ducky being the exemplary gentleman he is, insisted on taking the spare room while he visits. M appreciates the gesture but her confusion continues. He has not even tried to kiss her and she doesn't know if she has it in her to initiate anything physically romantic.
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A few days later Bond returns from the final mission. He decided to wait on the Island to see how fast Quantum would act. 24 hours after he and White arrive, the boat comes.
White begs Bond personally for the protection he claims that M promised him. Screaming that M is a lying bitch.
Bond sneers at him. "Her exact words were...The Island's location will only be known to only a few and you will have weekly supplies. Only a few do know and she sent supplies."
Bond watches from the roof as they drag him screaming from the house over the rocks to the beach.
Bond photographs and videos the perpetrators of the horrendous crime, a little disappointed that White didn't suffer more. A Royal Navy ship is about to cut off their escape route and Bond is very happy that the big fish came out themselves to punish the bastard for his theft.
M will be happy...White is dead and at least 3 other major players are in custody, their boat seized. Bond meets with the Naval landing party and leaves with them.
It is a nice island...maybe he should bring M here sometime and they can have a picnic on the beach where they shot White.
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The second M receives a message from Bond her relief is palpable. Is it because he is back or just the mission's accomplished?
M has told Ducky nothing of what has become of White. It is not like she questions his loyalty but, if and when the American's catch wind of what she has done…many will be unhappy privately but outwardly supportive of M's new mission against human trafficking.
Ducky senses right away the changes in M since he spoke with her before coming to London. Now that he is here with her and White is in custody M is far more relaxed.
"That was James wasn't it?"
"Yes, how could you tell?"
"You're entire demeanour changed…you become more relaxed just knowing that he is in country."
"Well, the mission was an important one."
"Is that all it is…the mission?"
"No…no its not Ducky. Damn you…you read me far too easily."
"You have fallen for him since leaving the US haven't you?"
"Yes, I think I have. It is so stupid…improbable and will only lead to ruin."
Ducky smiles in spite of the blow to the heart he has just taken.
"I told you to follow your heart and I did mean it. I will always be a friendly ear from across the Atlantic should you need it my dear."
The two of them sit in comfortable silence on her sofa sipping their drinks. The car's going to be here soon to take Ducky to the airport and home.
"I need to thank you for all the support Ducky…it has not been a very romantic holiday for you I am afraid."
"After all that has happened I didn't think along those lines my dear. You needed a friend far more than you needed a lover. Speaking of lovers…DiNozzo sent a present for you with me."
Ducky moves to his bags sitting in the hall ready for departure. The plastic bags is in the front pocket and he brings the item to M.
M smiles thinking about Tony and his strange childlike attitude. "What is it?"
"Nothing to risqué I hope but knowing Tony the way I do…you never know."
M laughs. "Your thinking it is a feather boa and a corset Ducky?"
"If I had thought it was that I would have given it to you the moment I arrived in hope of seeing you in it my dear. No…I think it is a DVD and I assume he got the region right or you will be unable to view."
M begins to laugh as she sees the face of Emma Peel looking at her from the cover. "Thank him for this Ducky…it was sweet that he thought of me."
"DiNozzo would move mountains to come here and join MI6 if you called him my dear…one of his movie fantasies com true."
"I will keep him in mind."
"Tony will be over the moon to even be in consideration."
"What about you Ducky? Will you be alright?"
"Of course I will…I never held much hope on a long distance romantic relationship. That is why I proposed marriage and why I've been resigned to this fate the minute you said no."
"I am sorry Ducky…I care for you but not enough to stop the life I live now to accommodate and move continents for you. I am loyal to crown and country…I have been for so very long I could never turn it off."
"I am loyal to people more than countries now I suppose. Having served here I do hold to the same ideals but I also support the new country I have learned to love."
"You have good people there Ducky, and a wonderful home and family. I envy your closeness to them."
"You are close to your staff also…you just can't show it to the same extent that I can."
They hear the door and stand to say goodbye. Ducky wraps M in a hug and then takes his coat and hat off the rack.
M pulls him down for a kiss that lasts a little longer than mere friendship dictates but then they were more than just friends.
M opens the door for the driver who comes in to collect the bags and leaves.
"I will call you tomorrow Olivia. I expect you to call him now and invite him over for dinner. Don't leave the poor boy hanging any longer."
"I'm not sure I'm ready for…"
"Bond loves you like I do and will not push you into anything you are not ready for."
"What if he changes his mind?"
"Consider me your plan B darling. If you call…I will come."
"I am sorry Ducky."
"I'm not! I had a whirl wind relationship with a beautiful woman, who I now consider a very good friend. Not to mention A+ housing in London when I come to visit."
"You are always welcome Ducky and I thank you for your loyalty and help to us when we needed you. I have sent an official thank you to director Vance and a gift basket to your lovely group."
"I am sure they will love it…just as they loved you."
"I thought Gibbs distrusted me and Eli's daughter, Ziva too."
"They warmed to you believe me…they are just more suspicious. If Tony warmed to you anymore we would have needed a fire hose."
"Oh…Ducky don't exaggerate."
"I'm not…Bond is not the only young agent in the world with an appreciation for older, wiser and very attractive women. Goodbye my dear."
M kisses him again and Ducky leaves and climbs into the car. He waves at her and pulls out his phone.
M hears a text alert.
Call him!
M chuckles to herself as she dials Bond's number.
Whatever the future may bring M will have to make time to enjoy herself. She will crawl her way back from what happened and move towards healing and James Bond will be the key.
Perhaps her morning for Nigel is finally over and a new chapter can begin. M hits SEND...
"Hello…James, it's Olivia. Would you like too…?"
The End.