James

[cuppa_q]

 James had suggested a little weekend trip, and though Q was reluctant to leave the hospital, the other man could be dreadfully convincing. So convincing that he was currently sitting in the passenger seat of a dreadfully posh car, his luggage tucked away in the boot, and not a clue as to where they might be headed.

"We're not going to the airport, are we?" he asked. "I don't fly."