It had been two weeks since Bond went missing. Q had already felt the sting of the missing touch of James. He hadn't slept in days and hadn't eaten either, despite his colleagues begging him to. He was slowly growing paler and thinner.
It was another slow night with gaining information as to Bond's whereabouts. Q was scanning one last thread of information, watching the coding on his computer screen.
Beep beep beep.
Q kept from his seat and let out a small cheer. He had cracked it. He knew where Bond was being held. He ran to M's office to tell her the news and get backup... but it was 2 o'clock in the morning. No one was here and M's office is locked. He quickly rang on his cell and left a voicemail.
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Sorry it's a small chapter. There is a point to it being short. Please bare with me.
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