Chapter 6
Chapter Notes
Dramatis Personae:
Mansfield family
M / Olivia Jenkins-Mansfield 1945-married Nigel 1972 Nigel Mansfield 1943-2009
Judith Olivia Mansfield- 1973 (Sam)- children-Emily 2000 & Jason 2002
Ryan Nigel Mansfield 1975 (Sarah)- children-Elizabeth 2003
Marshall Mansfield 1941- (Josephine) 1943-2008 two children
Bond Family
Charmian Bond 1926-1999
James Bond 1935-71
Andrew Bond 1934-1979 Monique Delacroix- Bond 1941-1979 James Andrew Bond 1968-
Kincade 1936- Family friend and caretaker of Skyfall. Married to Anne 1940-2000
MacKenzie family
Callum MacKenzie Sr. 1910-1980
Katrina MacKenzie 1936- Son - Alistair MacKenzie 1960 -Grandson-Callum 1986-
Callum MacKenzie 1938- (Married 1970 Jane) widowed 2 daughters-
Fiona MacKenzie 1971- unmarried
Kenna MacKenzie 1973- divorced no children.
Tracy MacKenzie 1938-1965 twin of Callum
Chapter 6
As the Aston pulls up to the massive manor home in the highlands. Olivia hears the barking of dogs as a handsome man comes around the home with two dogs.
It is cooler here than London during the summer. Olivia wore trousers and a blouse with a wool vest and jacket with a scarf.
This successfully wards off the chill and prevents James being able to lay his hands on her bare flesh under a skirt the entire drive. As it is, Olivia removes his hand from her thigh many times during the journey.
James wears a tweed suit with a wool cap and tartan scarf and Olivia thinks he looks very handsome. Mary will be beside herself once she finds out that Olivia did indeed come away for this trip with the man of her dreams.
Poor Mary...James Bond will never be what she wants him to be for her in her fantasies. Olivia can see through his charms, and although she will never claim to understand him completely, what she does understand is that he is not the man for her.
Nigel is still the one for her.
James smiles at the man and leans down to pet the dogs.
Kincade is around the same age as Bond with rugged features and darkened skin from spending all his time outside. There is a charming twinkle in the man's eye and like James has likely never had a hard time finding women.
"Kincade...you still hanging around...keeping my big brother in line?"
"James...good to see you again. And who is this enticing little lass you brought with you?"
Kincade takes her hand and brings it to his lips in a charming manner.
"I see that your eye for beautiful women has not decreased since I last saw you."
James takes Olivia's hand out of Kincade's and holds it in his own. Staking his claim on her before another male tries to take his place.
"Speaking of which are you engaged or married...to that Anne girl from the village? Or has she kicked you out on your sorry behind? This is Miss Jenkins and she has agreed to be my guest for the week and attend the MacKenzie wedding."
"Good news...and yes Annie is still keeping me under close watch and care. She is gone South to visit her sister. Your brother should be back from town shortly. I will take your bags to your room and give the lass your sister's room beside."
"Perfect. Olivia after you."
Olivia thanks Kincade and shakes his hand again before heading into the house. It is a huge place but not too massive.
James leads her into the sitting room and moves to the bar. He mixes them both martini's and brings one to her as she stands by the fireplace looking at the portrait above.
"My parents. They have been gone ten years now."
"My mother has passed but my father is alive...I don't see him much."
"Does he approve of your job?"
"Yes but he doesn't like the fact I plan on working...for the rest of my life. It seem he agrees with...well there are still those that think women should quit the moment they get married or god forbid pregnant."
"I bet he is proud of you regardless...he just doesn't see why you would not put family first. I can see their point, but then again, I can see yours also."
There is a clamour at the door and a squeal as a bundle of blonde locks runs into the room giggling as a stunningly beautiful tall blonde woman with the bluest of eyes rushes in with a worried look.
"James!" Rings out in an accented voice and James grabs the wayward youngster and pulls him suddenly up into the air.
"So little James...it looks like I need to teach you not to run away from beautiful women."
James moves towards the stunning blonde woman and kisses her cheek.
"Monique you do not age, my brother is still keeping you holed up here in the dreary highlands to make sure you don't leave him."
"Oh James...you never change. Who is this lovely creature you have brought with you?"
Olivia extends her hand as James tosses little James into the air.
"I am Olivia and I am a friend of James' from work."
"Charming and smart...you should not lose your heart to this one...remain his friend, he needs to have a few female friends that he can never coerce into the bedroom."
Olivia smiles at the older woman who is very perceptive and so lovely that it is almost painful. Kincade and Andrew Bond come into the room a moment later.
"So I hurried in when I heard my wayward brother actually brought a beauty home with him for the first time since...well it has been at least 5 years."
Andrew is taller than James and just as handsome. His hair is lighter and he is no longer as fit and muscular as his brother, but still an impressive man.
Andrew looks Olivia up and down nodding in appreciation and then wraps her in a big hug lifting her off her feet and twirling her around before returning her to the floor.
"James this one is so tiny...she is just a little doll."
"Yes she is." James places little James on the ground and he runs up to Olivia holding his arms out.
"Doll...liddle doll...me next."
Olivia reaches down and pulls the two year old up into her arms as he giggles.
"Now Jamie...no stealing my little doll. Perhaps I don't have to lecture you on running away from beautiful women...when you run right into the arms of another."
"Why do you think I named him after you little brother...he will always find himself in the arms of a beautiful woman."
Olivia blushes as James puts his chubby little hands in her long hair.
"Bootiful...dolly...bootiful...hair."
"Jamie...don't pull the beautiful dolls hair now...and she is mine get your own."
The precocious child frowns and pouts. "No mine! My dolly!"
Monique comes over to take her son from the poor overwhelmed young lady. "Here now Jamie...she doesn't belong to either of you...so stop your arguing."
Kincade laughs. "My my he is a Bond through and through...always gets the prettiest women wrapped around their fingers."
Andrew hands them all a second drink as they share a laugh as Jamie giggles now running away from his mother around Olivia's legs hugging them and looking up at her with crystal clear blue eyes.
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M awakes with a start….where am I...Judi's...I'm at Jude's.
Her breathing evens out as she comes down from the dream.
It was a mixture of terror and the past….Silva had her… but she was at Skyfall again...40 years ago.
M's mind wanders back to that vacation 40 years ago. She has never told anyone about that week...that week made her what she is today. It gave her the audacity to think big and strive to accomplish more because life is too short.
M told her husband as they reconciled some details and other than Mary at work...no on knew of her trip to Skyfall and she certainly never expected to go back.
When James Bond sat in her office all those years ago and she handed him his first kill all she could think of was that she hoped giving him 007 as a number would not be his downfall.
James has never mentioned his uncle and her bringing him up would only lead to inquires she was not willing to answer. Did he know that another James Bond was 007? Did Andrew Bond ever tell him what his namesake did?
It is all in the past and as long as Kincade doesn't recognise her no one will ever know. How could he...they are so much older now...her name is M and her hair is far from the long blonde mess it was in 1970.
Some things are better left unsaid and they are all dead...all but the James she fell in love with beyond all odds.
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James arrives before midnight and texts M...she text back in reponse and he tells her to get some sleep.
The house is lit up and when he opens the door he hears dogs bark and smell fresh paint.
Kincade is rousted from his dose in the chair. "Aye... lad...glad you made it. I waited up as long as I could. Your lass is following tomorrow?"
"Yes...good to see you old man. You can stay the night here. The house looks good from what I've seen. How has the cleaning been going?"
"I had all the rooms aired out cleaned and painted. I hired a troop of people to get this place ready."
"Good...I need a drink."
Bond moves to the bar to find it stocked and smiles in thanks to the old man.
"First thing I did lad."
"I can tell...half the bottle's gone already."
"It's been hard work supervising….so tell me about your lass."
"Words do not do justice...I will let you meet her and make up your own mind. I need to talk to you about plans for this place."
Kincade frowns. "You aren't getting it all ready just to sell are you?"
"I am sure that was in the works when they told you I died."
"Yes...you know who wants it...always has always will. Just like his father before him."
"MacKenzie...the lawyer. I thought you two were friends?"
"We were but there were instances...and the old Callum was never happy that your father did not marry his beautiful daughter Katrina."
"Really...I had no idea."
"Well there was old Callum with two granddaughters and only an illegitimate grandson and no male heirs past his son Callum. He and your grandfather were friends and wanted the houses joined. Your father liked the lass but they were just friends who grew up together like cousins. Callum, his twin Tracy and Katrina were always here and Andrew, James and I were always together."
"What happened...father didn't like her?"
"I liked her better lad...and your father didn't want to get in the way...we didn't want to fight over her and we let her choose."
"Who did she choose?"
"That is but a distant memory...there was a large party in '59 and a huge argument...a fight and old Callum chased the lot of us home….drunk as can be...we were. But James...your uncle, later on, in 65 he and Tracy MacKenzie. Well, it might not have been the Bond old Callum wanted but the houses would be joined."
"Really...why have I never heard of this?"
"The day they got married on the drive back to London there was an accident. Tracy died and everyone was devastated."
"I can imagine...I barely remember uncle James...he died when I was three."
"I know and old Callum began trying to push poor Katrina on your poor da again."
"How did he avoid marrying the woman."
"Took off to Europe. Old Callum was fit to be tied...you see Katrina had a child and Callum was positive it was your da's...it wasn't. Katrina and your dad were nothing but friends. I wanted to marry the lass myself...but you see...those old world prejudices came into play and I am from a poor family...not good enough for Old Callum."
"What about the current Callum MacKenzie?"
"Oh he is a fine one...loved his twin and missed her something awful. Loves Katrina too but the father whipped him into a man and turned him into himself eventually. He and I were good friends until I married a woman he wanted...said me and the Bond boys were deliberately trying to make his life a living hell. I told him off because Annie was not high classed enough for old Callum to allow his heir to actually marry. Callum just wanted to bed her because she was the prettiest lass in the county besides his own sisters."
"What happened to Katrina and the child?"
"Katrina never married. She had a son Alistair MacKenzie in 1960 and he is the only male heir and another lawyer for the family."
"The year after that party...really now. Could he be my brother?"
"No...not possible. Katrina got pregnant when you father and uncle were on a month long military training trip in Canada."
"So who is the father?"
"Well Callum still believes the boy is a Bond and when you died….it all came back to head that he have the legal right to Skyfall."
"Me living must piss him off."
"Well, yes. I hear that Katrina is moving back from London and retiring home at the MacKenzie estate. Until she actually admits to who the father is...Callum will continue to assume he is a Bond. I think Callum even tried to convince your parents to marry you to one of his daughters. Do you remember them?"
"Christ...I think I remember...crying little red heads that didn't even know how to shoot. Fiona and...Kenna? Do you know who the real father of Alistair is Kincade?"
"Aye...I do."
"You aren't going to tell me are you?"
"Not my place. Only the woman herself can do that."
"I will be meeting with the old man in the morning so I think I will shower and say goodnight. Is my old room ready?"
"Yes...but I thought you would take the master bedroom?"
"Yes...I guess I could...it is just odd thinking in that way. I have never really thought of it as mine. I have some plans for this place and it will be used more often but not just by me. My department in the government is looking for a new base here in Scotland. Budget cuts killed the last one. I have offered the old place for use. The upstairs will remain untouched."
"It is yours to do with as you wish lad...you have no heirs...unless you are hiding them."
"Well actually I do now. I have a ready made family and I will arrange everything with the lawyer while I am here."
"Talk to you tomorrow lad."
To be continued...