Classified (alafaye) wrote in adventdrabbles, @ 2017-12-15 21:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | contributor: alafaye, dec16, fandom: james bond, prompt16, year: 2017 |
Dec16, James Bond, James/Q, I'll Be Home
Title: I'll Be Home
Fandom: James Bond
Pairing: James/Q
Rating: G
Transcript from 16/12/2017
Q branch operative: Q
Agent in field: Bond, James
Classification: 8
Location: Q-branch, St Petersburg
"Are you humming That's Amore, James?"
"What can I say? The stars are out, it's a crisp winter night, and I've you in my ear. It's almost like being in love."
-sounds of a cup being drunk-
"Someone's been going through his old records, has he?"
"Make another crack at my age and I'll do worse."
"Humph. Frank Sinatra, huh?"
"My hotel neighbor has been playing it loudly. I think he's trying to court the woman across the alley."
"That's..."
"Quite."
"Isn't he... Isn't she?"
"Love has no limits, Q, dear."
"Oh, mind that wayward --"
-sound of snow hitting-
"...never mind."
-muffled noises of snow being brushed off a coat-
"Snowball fights. Universal around the world."
"Do you know what I wish was universal?"
"Hmm?"
"Lovers being together on Christmas."
"You're doubting that I'll be home?"
"You're on the trail of a known smuggler with a possible drug and weapon connection. I dare say you've got a very high chance of something blowing up and getting lost on your way home. I suspect somewhere in Eastern Europe."
"You're building quite the score."
"Oh?"
"First a crack about my age and now about how I handle missions. I can actually handle them quietly, you know."
-sounds of computer keys-
"Looking for me, darling?"
"Behind you. He has a syringe in his front pocket."
"Maybe he's just excited to see me."
"Oh, that was awful, even for you."
-sounds of computer keys-
"What are you doing with those kids? James, don't get them involved."
-muttered curses-
"Of course you're not going to listen to me. Yes, divert the snowball fight to a potential terrorist. Excellent plan."
"And I've slipped away. It worked."
"Stop being smug."
"Too late."
-muttered curses-
"Five going your way."
"I see them. Q?"
-sounds of computer keys-
"Yes, James?"
"I'll be home for Christmas. I promise."
End transcript