Bond

[cuppa_q]

Taking a break from picking apart the computers in the Lab, Q was currently home alone- Bored. Bored was never a good thing for the boffin to be, it tended to get him in trouble, and he was currently making a mess in the bedroom, clothes all over the floor from where he'd been digging in the closet for the few tools he'd scavenged over the past few months. Between the piles of clothes were several deconstructed phones he'd found on the beach, all in various states of disrepair. ...And, of course, right in the center of the chaos sat Q himself.

He knew Bond wouldn't be impressed by the mess (Harry seemed less likely to mind), but that, on some level, was part of what he was up to. He was bored and irritating Bond was one way to entertain himself.

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[0_0_7]

He held Q's hand tenderly, leading him off toward the cemetery. They could circle back on the beach. It was a good stretch of the legs.

"Is this something that has been weighing on you, Q?" he asked. "The lack of...services here?"

[cuppa_q]

"A bit, though only recently," Q admitted. "It struck me recently."

[0_0_7]

"Why is that, do you think?" he asked. He was deeply fascinated to learn this about Q. Perhaps it was a sign of growth. He'd never cared to know anyone on a deeper level, but he found he wanted to know every single detail about Q.

[cuppa_q]

"I'm content. The want is always worse when I'm content," Q said plainly.

[0_0_7]

Bond huffed a soft laugh and gave Q's hand a squeeze.

"Being content is a curse. I'm dying for a mission. Any mission. To run. Fight. Shoot. Do something of meaning. I think I understand your frustration," he said.

[cuppa_q]

Q nodded, leaning into him slightly as they walked. For a moment he was content to just be near Bond. Perhaps it would distract his body from what it seemed so hung up on.

[0_0_7]

"There are very few thrills here. I imagine that's why I venture to the ship. There's an island, too...that direction. I've not ventured there, though. I thought it best to not go alone," he told Q.

[cuppa_q]

"Possibly not," Q agreed, frowning slightly and then glancing over. "That might be something better suited to a group. We've no idea what might be out there."

[0_0_7]

"I'd be all for organizing a group," he replied. "Perhaps I should put a note on the refrigerator and try to gather a few people."

[cuppa_q]

"Mmm, I do think there are others who'd be interested in venturing out. If not though, perhaps Harry and I could simply join you," Q suggested.

[0_0_7]

"Hmm...it's worth considering," he said. The path lead them into the graveyard. It was a quiet place, and overgrown. The headstones stood, some erratically.

[cuppa_q]

Letting go, Q wandered away a few feet, examining headstones and brushing away plants.

"Strange isn't it? No one here but us, but so many people gone," the boffin noted.

[0_0_7]

"It makes me wonder what happened to them all," he said with a nod of agreement.

[cuppa_q]

"Let's hope they all died peacefully of old age," Q said softly.

[0_0_7]

"Let's hope," he said. He didn't like this place. The air felt off, decidedly colder in this one small area. He let Q clear a bit more growth, then nodded to the path. "Let's move on."

[cuppa_q]

Nodding, Q caught up and again took hold of Bond's hand.

"As worrying as this place is, I have to admit I'm grateful for it, in a way."

[0_0_7]

"Oh? Why is that?" he asked, looking at Q. He found he rather liked holding the boffin's hand. It was...sweet.

[cuppa_q]

"It brought us all together. You, Harry, myself... I doubt this would have happened back in London," Q said honestly.

[0_0_7]

"I believe you're right," he replied. If he was honest with himself he knew he would have just used Q and discarded him. He'd have kept on his path of self destruction.

[cuppa_q]

"...Though I also fear this will all fall apart when we make our way home. Harry will return to his job, you'll return to your women, and I'll... Well, I'll shut up and carry on, I suppose," Q confessed, dropping James hand then.

[0_0_7]

Bond reached for his arm and pulled him to a stop.

"No," he said simply. "That's not how it will be. When we get home I don't want to go back to how things used to be."

[cuppa_q]

Q didn't react, and he didn't argue. He knew bond though, had watched him grow bored and abandon lover after lover.

"Alright," he said, not wanting to fight.

[0_0_7]

Bond sighed.

"I wish you'd have a bit of faith in me," he said softly.

[cuppa_q]

"It's not a lack of faith, I just... I know you. I've seen you fall before, and then grow bored," Q said quietly.

[0_0_7]

"That's because women are inherently boring," he replied, his ingrained misogyny peeking through. It was so easy to use women and toss them aside for him. Most of the time he barely gave the girls any thought at all.