Fandom One Shots Book Two

James Bond x Sister!Reader

Requested by juviaheartattack1

For as long as you could remember you had been an orphan, you thought you had no family. You spent your childhood in foster homes, boarding schools on scholarships. You had managed to make something of yourself. You had become a lawyer, fighting for children's rights, making sure they had the homes you didn't.

One day, one normal day it all changed. You sat in a coffee shop, after your coffee and cake was delivered, you pulled out Pride and Prejudice. After reading a chapter, the seat opposite you was pulled out and someone sat down. "You know it is polite to ask first." You told the older woman, you bookmarked your place and put Jane Austen down. "Y/N Bond?" You nodded, raising your eyebrows you quipped, "Am I supposed to know your name?" You looked behind her and noticed a few men milling around, all were wearing dark sunglasses, and had earpieces. "No." You pursed your lips, "How can I help you then, seeing as you're evidently not going to leave."

"Your parents died in a mountain climbing accident correct?" You nodded, "No other family meant you lived in orphanages and foster houses all your life." You shook your head once, "That's what happens when you are orphaned and have no family." M hummed, "My name is M. I run MI6, I think one of my agents is your older brother." You picked your book up and placed it in your bag, standing you looked down at her. "If I had a brother, he would have looked for me. I couldn't find anyone."

You left the coffee shop and were heading home when a car pulled up behind you and M stepped out. "Miss Bond." You turned, "At least come to MI6." You nodded, she stepped aside, and you got in the car, she rounded the car and got in.

Once you were arrived, M took you to a room, she motioned for you to open the door. You did so, a man had his back to you, he was well built, tall, blond, he turned, and you noted the expensive suit. You also noted the similarities you shared, the way you held yourselves, the same icy blue eyes. "Are you my brother?" He nodded, you saw tears in his eyes, that no doubt mirrored your own. The door shut behind you, and he waved you to a seat. You talked for hours, his name was James, he was a spy, a double 00. After a while, you both rose to get dinner, when you did you hugged him, he returned the affection. You were complete, tears of joy watered in your eyes, you had found your brother.