Somehow an image of Q as an archer popped up in my head and now I can't stop thinking about it. I mean, imaging the shooting stands, Bond doing some test or just shoots for fun and Q steps in, with his bow and equipment, gets into stance and fires some arrows. He does it to relax and because it's good for posture, especially when you're working behind screens or bend over desks all day. Bond gets a bit too focused on how the bow string touches Q's chin and lips when he gets into position for his next shot...
You shouldered the door to the tower and on the second attempt it crashed opened to reveal the controllers slumped over their desks.
“Q, the controllers are dead, can you get into their systems?”
“Did you really just ask me that, I thought you knew better by now then to question my abilities”
“Calm down Q, I’m not casting aspersions on your abilities, I’m sure you probably designed the systems”
“No, I didn’t but yes, I can get into their systems. I take it what you were sent to recover has already been taken”
“Yes, safe is open and empty, how did someone got here before me?”
“Well, I suggest you get out of there and get yourself back here so we can work out how to recover it”
“Working on that Q, there is bloody a foot of snow and the car you gave ran into difficulties”
“What do you mean ran into difficulties, what have you done that was its first outing”
“Technically it was not my fault”
“Bugger fault am I getting it back in one piece?”
“If you can dig it out of the snow then yes, probably”
Before Q could berate you any further you heard a noise coming from downstairs,
“Q I have company; I’ll get back to you”
Drawing your weapon, you silently left the control room and made your way back out into the corridor, scanning the stairs as you did. The noises continued from below and you could see movement as you positioned yourself with a view of the stairs. You watched them circle the bottom of the stairs, trying to work out if they had the equipment, you were after. One of them stopped at the bottom of the stairs with his back to you, silently you crept down the stairs and after checking for his partner, snapped his neck before he even realised you were there. Steeping over his lifeless body you swept the room looking for his partner. You caught movement to your side and your shot had hit your target before you had even finished turning, as the second man fell to the ground you saw the silver briefcase fall with him. Quickly grabbing the case you headed out of the building, snow still covered the airfield but it had stopped falling for now.
“Q I have the hard drives now get me out of here”
“Contrary to popular belief I can’t just magic transport out of thin air”
“I expect better of my quartermaster”
“And I expect my double 00s to not wreck every car I give them”
Rolling your eyes you looked out across the airfield and your eyes landed on the Cessna Skyline sat on the runway in front of you.
“Ok Q at least make yourself useful and get into air traffic control, so I have some clear airspace to get out of here”
“This may seem a silly question but can you actually fly a plane”
“We are going to find out”
“As always your warped sense of humour and flair for the dramatic never ceases to amaze me”
“Q just get control of this airspace for me and find me the nearest safe airfield to get me back”
Opening the door of the small plane you jumped into the cockpit and stowed the hard drives. You had flown this light aircraft before but where was the fun in telling Q that, running through your pre-flight checks your attention was taken by a 4x4 heading across the snow cover airfield towards you.
“Q are we good to go, I need to get out of here now”
Patience double 0”
“Q I swear to god…”
As you looked back out at the 4x4 you saw it had stopped and there was now a goon with an RPG trained on the aircraft.
“Q, times up”
You started to taxi toward the vehicle, your only hope was to get enough speed to lift before you got to it or they fired on you. Full throttle you skidded down the icy runway and just as you got within five metres you pulled back hard making the nose of the small plane lift into the air just as they took aim with the RPG, banking hard you skimmed the 4X4 and were forced back into the seat as you ascended further.
“Q I need you to help me here”
As you struggled to level the small aircraft out, as you heard the sound of the RPG round hitting the tower behind you. As you banked hard again the blast as the building exploded threw your aircraft into a spin and you struggled hard as you went into a nosedive. As you steadied your breathing you heard Q’s voice in your ear.
“What is happening are you ok, are you out of there I’ve identified a safe airfield for you to land”
As the aircraft headed for ground and dense forest you wrestled with the controls and finally managed to pull out of the dive and back up to level out.
“So, Q where is this airfield and did you really ask me earlier if I could fly this plane, I hope you were not questioning my abilities”
“Nothing that you double 0s do should ever surprise me anymore, but you could have just told me that you can fly. Sending co-ordinates for the airfield to you now and do do try and get you and the hard drives back in one piece”
Thanks to a translation mistake in a movie trailer I heard this sentence today and now I can't stop thinking about Bond and Q and how true that statement might be for both of them.
i am in the middle of writing an old fashioned AU (set in britain, around the time of pride and prejudice) and i am in desperate need of a beta reader. so far i have written almost 6000 words (most of this is already beta’d so don’t worry) and it is likely to be at least double that by the time i finish it.
if anyone is interested, or has any questions, please message me! (also if you aren’t interested feel free to signal boost this as i need all the help i can get)
Hey so I'm like four and a half months late to the party but I was wondering if anyone could recommend me some Bond/Q fics? Preferably of the M or E variety?
