Private Mistmas for Q

Bond wasn't keen on working, no matter how bored he was. He'd made another run out to the sunken ship and had gathered up what valuables he could and had made his way to 'London' where he immediately traded the goods for money. It had been a fair bit and so he could enjoy himself in this odd little slice of home.

He had given quite a bit of thought to Q's admonishment that he manipulated the man. Toyed with him. It still smarted, but e had realized the truth of it. At first he'd given Q his space, but as time passed he found it to be a ridiculous waste of time. So he returned to often being a nuisance as Q worked on the radio or tried to read.

Today he had counted out his pounds and shillings and decided what was needed was a bit of a holiday. He sought Q out and when he found him he looked at him for a very long moment before speaking.

"Come with me," he said. "We'll have a bit of an adventure."