Q

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He'd had the idea and had made arrangements before he'd ever come to the station. Meeting Q had made him wonder if it might be a mistake, then he decided...no. No, this was perfect.

The cat was sleek and lanky, still a kitten but well done with its mother and curious about everything. Bond admired the creature, then loaded a hover-skin with a few essentials he'd also secured. Litter pan, dishes, toys.

All the cat needed was a home and Bond had no intention of it living with him.

The skid hovered beside him as he waited at Q's door, the kitten's carrier covered with a silver privacy blanket. For the moment, it was quiet. Bond wondered if the creature would announce itself before he could even present it.

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"Q, there's no other impression you could make," Bond assured him.

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"Six can retire me whenever they see fit," was all Q said to that.

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There was beat before Bond said-

"That's true of us all."

Six could. Anytime. Anyone. They all knew it. Flesh or tech, it made no difference.

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"I suppose," Q said quietly.

"You should sleep," he said after a moment.

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"I don't want to sleep alone," he replied, rolling and reaching out to wrap an arm around Q while he settled in.

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Q settled in closer, aware this was all a bad idea- But reluctant to pull away. Reluctant to say no or let go.

"Goodnight, James."