List of hostages in hand, Felix navigated through Richmond towards the city outskirts.

Bond kept the glasses tucked away in his pocket, a surprisingly comforting weight against his thigh as he stared out the window, taking note of the small yellow house at the end of the street. Two men were already outside on the lawn with roof shingles spread out on the grass around the two of them when Felix pulled into the driveway, visibly bickering as they picked up shingles to place back into a box that sat nearby. A woman wearing sunglasses and smoking a cigarette was lying down on top of a finished section of roof, an empty box sitting next to her. She twisted around to face the car as Felix shut the engine off.

"Let me do the talking, and don't fall for the bait; the men are brothers and the woman is married to the older one. They like baiting visitors and spare no one," Felix warned before getting out, Bond close behind. Alec raised an eyebrow as the woman stood up and waved, but didn't comment as the two men stopped arguing to face the newcomers. Tess merely drifted to Bond's side as the other came around the car. Felix however walked towards the stone path and shouted, "Maggie! Long time no see!"

"Hi to you too!" one of the men shouted, waving back when Felix waved.

"Too long, if you ask me," Maggie said as she climbed down a ladder to the ground. "But your timing, as ever, is fantastic and I don't have to work on the leaky roof anymore," she said, pulling Felix into a hug. "Who are your friends?" she asked, turning to face the others.

"Friends of mine from across the pond, they're looking for two people," Felix said, handing the list over to Maggie as she pushed her sunglasses up. Bond carefully watched her reaction as she read the names, her eyes widening as she studied each name.

"Hm…maybe we should go and discuss this, you're the third party I've had come to me with those names," she said, her words adding to the sick feeling in Bond's gut. "I turned the first two down because one, I'm still bitter about getting fired and two, I don't take work requests from sketchy guys over the Internet," she said, glancing over her shoulder as they walked in. "Can I get you guys anything?"

"Who were the first two parties to ask after them?" Bond asked, ignoring the question as he took in the front hall and living room, both neat except for the occasional pet toy.

"Down to business, hm? Well, the first was the CIA, and then the next one was someone inquiring to the current location of the five, which I didn't know until the shoot-out last night, it was all over the news," she said, glancing at Felix. "Both requests happened a week apart of each other, with the second one being a week ago."

"Which means that someone could be interested in permanently silencing them," Felix said as Tess moved into the dining room as though to check it over. "Did you trace the second email back to its source?"

"Boston, but that honestly doesn't tell me anything. At the very least, there's an international airport in Boston," Maggie said as she pulled a dusty sheet off of what turned out to be a cabinet. Using the key that was on a chain around her neck, she leaned forward and unlocked the door. She pulled out an older laptop than Q used, but Bond didn't comment as she opened the lid and powered it up. "Give me a few to run the names, want me to start with the Brits first?"

"The two men, and skip Landy, we already know who she is," Bond said, hovering behind her as she pulled up a program and effortlessly entered what looked suspiciously like the CIA database. "What is it that you used to do?" he asked after a moment as he watched her work quickly.

"CIA programmer, but they fired me because I walked in on what I thought was a meeting, but it turned out to be that of the clandestine kind. Those involved didn't want me talking, so they blackmailed me out of a job," Maggie replied easily as she typed in a few commands, glancing at Alec as he stood on her other side. She glanced back at the list, and began searching for one of them. "I knew the woman at the end of the list, she was a operative and handler until she cut her ties with the CIA in 2007, disappearing completely," she said as she continued typing, voice almost too soft for Bond to hear. "She was one of the few senior operatives who was ever nice to me."

Bond leaned forward to examine the name in question—Nicolette Parsons—before turning his attention back to the screen. Maggie had looked Q up first, given he was the second name on the list and Bond had asked her to skip Landy. She studied a few paragraphs before turning to another few pages, and then finally settling on one. "Well, Mr. Winfield is on the CIA watchlist," she said finally, tilting the screen so Alec and Bond could see.

"What? Why do they care about him?" Alec asked, leaning forward to examine the screen better.

Maggie shrugged. "Says here he and the other man on your list committed cyber-terrorism against the United States in 2009. Stole data and threatened to sell it to the highest-paying party," she said, pushing her chair back to let the two agents through. "They've been searching for him for five years now."

What? That can't be right.

Bond could only stare in disbelief at the text in front of him.

A/N: *whispers* Sorry for disappearing, I can assure you that this story will definitely be finished :)