Chapter 5

Séverine is feeling bitter about Silva's abandonment. Silva has the woman, M that they are looking for...she even hopes they reach her on time. Knowing Silva as she does, it may not be good when they do find her.

Séverine is far smarter than Silva has ever given her credit for. She tells them about the Island Silva purchased and that he was going there for at least a week. They are willing to give her freedom for this information. They are giving her so much...for what seems like so little information. She just prays that they kill him.

The Q's dig and find a marriage certificate registered between a Raul Silva and O. Judith Jenkins in Spain.

Bond can barely contain his anxiety and need for action. Mallory and Bond plan on an extraction team and Bond plans on leading it. They leave as soon as outfitted…time is of the essence.

A short flight got them to a HMS destroyer that headed to the Island. Bond is pacing in panic…he needs to get to her, hold her again. If that marriage is real then she is about to become a widow for the second time.

They boarded the craft to silently travel to the Island…the satellite scans show only two heat signatures and no guards. Silva's overconfidence will be his undoing. It is 2 am as they reached the beach.

Bond takes the front and moves through the house silently with special nigh vision glasses from Q. Bond has his Walther in hand…the others have shock guns. Mallory wants Silva alive but Bond wants him dead.

He makes his way silently through the hallway…there were no doors on the rooms. The last on the left has furniture…he could see a bedpost from where he stood. Bond holds up his hand to stop the other troops.

Bond moves into the room and pauses.

Silva is sleeping naked with M wrapped possessively in his arms. Something snaps inside Bond's head as he soaks in the scene.

"GET UP!"

Bond throws on the light as Silva scrambles up. M screams "JAMES!" She pulls a sheet around her and jumps out of bed and into his arms crying in relief.

Silva begins laughing at the scene. "Well, well MI6 has improved or something not of my control gave me up."

"Put some clothes on…slowly…don't do anything stupid. M…ma'am…are you OK? Can you get dressed?"

M silently nods and runs into the bath, wearing what Bond would love to see her dressed in...in another time and place and for his eyes only.

"I have done everything to keep her…to have her and now you comeback from the dead…but there can be only one of us…one Phoenix! SHE IS MINE!

Silva suddenly strikes at Bond…she will not stay with him now that she knows Bond is alive. "Bond, she was mine first!"

They fight, throw punches and struggling against each other. Silva hits Bond in the gut while grabbing his gun arm...they continue to struggle as a shot rings out…

M runs back into the room to see blood on the floor as Silva falls to his knees clutching his leg.

The shot hit him in the thigh but will not be enough to stop him.

"M…my love…your lover has shot me…it's not too late...choose me...I was gentle...loving...you know I was."

Silva shuffles on his knees towards M trying to grasp her and she shrinks away from him. Bond approaches and shoots him again, in the heart whispering. "That is for touching her."

This pain… he can remember…he just wants to take her with him.

The last thing Silva sees before the darkness takes him is Bond pulling his love, Olivia into his arms and kissing her.

Bond pulls M to him and kisses her passionately.

"Christ M…I'm so sorry…please forgive me."

M just kisses him and pulls him out of the room. Bond sends the troops in to take the body as he holds her against him and guides her to the ship.

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They stayed attached…side by side as they travel back to London by ship and helicopter. Bond takes her right to base and medical.

While the doctors look M over Bond meets with Mallory and Tanner.

"Tell us what happened Bond?"

"I arrived to the Island and there was no security at all, only Silva and M. He is dead. I shot him. Silva was too insane...I had too."

"What about M? Was she restrained or locked up?"

"I don't know….If."

"Bond I need a report."

"M was restrained."

"Where? Why are you so hesitant to give us the details Bond?"

Bond glares at Mallory. Having to bring voice to the nightmare he witnessed...he sneers as he spits out the information Mallory wants.

"She was in a bed, trapped in his arms...in a corset and stockings that the bastard likely made her wear...and Silva...Tiago...whatever name you want to call the dead bastard...was naked holding her...is that enough information for you!"

The expression on Tanner and Mallory's faces as the implications of M's confinement finally sinks in. The both realize what she must have endured at the hands of Silva.

Bond speaks again as they process the information. "I will be taking her home now, and stay as her bodyguard."

Mallory nods. "Tell M to take all the time she needed to recover from her abduction."

Tanner adds. "Tell M...I will email her with anything important...tell her...I am so glad she is home and safe."

"I will Tanner and thank you. I will not be leaving her side so place me on leave for the duration."

"Fine Bond." Mallory says as the three men look at each other not quite knowing what to say. At the forefront of all of their minds…was what had happened to M.

Bond collects M from medical and they silently travel to her flat. They have barely spoken since he found her. He just held her…almost never breaking physical contact with her.

They enter the flat and she moves to the bar and takes a big drink offering him one that he denies. She looks around to see if anything has changed. Marshall...where is he? Did he leave the moment Bond returned?

M looks at him with disappointment and sadness in her eyes.

"James where the hell were you? How could you let me think you had died?"

"How could you not trust me enough to finish the job?"

"I had to make the call to stop that man and get the disk back…I do not regret it as it is my job."

"I know that! I was unconscious in a hospital for three weeks and then decided to drink myself into a hole on the beach in Turkey until I saw the explosion on TV. You certainly bedded Marshall fast enough."

"James…I thought you were dead and just needed to feel something again…he helped me live through the grief."

"I know M…I know. I'm sorry. It's fine. I don't want to fight. I want to know if we are going to be together again…please. I missed you so much."

M hugged him and started to cry in his arms. Bond picks her up and carries her upstairs and lies her on the bed. "I will run a bath for you and we will soak together. I mean if that is alright?"

Bond strips down in front of her and walks to the bath. M begins taking the clothing off and dumping it in the trash…Silva had chosen it for her...she never wants to see it again.

M is nervous at first but she knows this man...she knows what he is capable of, and what he could never do to her...he would never become Silva.

Bond comes towards her and she pulls him to a kiss. They meld together and then Bond pulls her into the bath. M needs to wash Silva's touch off her body. They climb into the bathtub with Bond behind her.

They sit there in silence for a long time as Bond massages her and sees bite marks and hickeys…indicators of what that animal did to her. Bond wishes he could shoot him again.

M at first has to force herself to relax into him but eventually she does relax for him...her love...he will help her...she needs him to understand.

M suddenly starts talking with a quiet voice as if from far, far away.

"I almost did not recover from your death…I searched longer than ever before…5 weeks…I wrote your obituary. Marshall came to me and comforted me….It was nice…familiar and he made me able to feel again."

She pauses as she runs her hand through her hair. Bond grasps her hand and kisses it.

"Silva was unstable…I was on the Island almost 3 days alone before he arrived. He came at dawn. He came to the room and we spoke…I convinced him to have breakfast then he carried me upstairs and…"

James stiffened…torn between needing to know and not wanting to know. He stayed silent to allow her to tell the horrible tale.

"Silva stripped me…I'm so…so…sorry…I couldn't stop him. I couldn't stop myself and that is why I'm truly upset."

"You couldn't do anything M…he was a very large man."

"James…you don't understand. He was gentle and loving and he...used lube...brought me off…every time…I cannot even remember how many times he made me. I climaxed from him and couldn't stop myself…I'm so embarrassed. He loved me…wanted to keep me happy…satisfied. Then you came that night."

"It was against your will…It is still rape M and I know it will take time for you to recover from it. There are people you can talk to. I am so sorry you had to…"

"Thank you for saving me James and you did save me…I did not know what I was going to do…"

M takes his hand and puts it on her left breast over her heart. Bond leans forward and kisses her neck as he gently palms her breast. M turns her head toward him and their mouths meet.

"M…are you sure?"

"Mmmmm…yes…very…he didn't hurt me…and I want to forget his touch and replace it with yours."

Bond takes her out of the bath and to the room. "What do you want M? Tell me what you want…I will do anything …I need you so much."

"Then kiss me my love."

Bond complies as he pushes her back on the bed. M moans into his mouth…pulling his body flush to her. They continue this way until they are barely getting oxygen. Bond pulls away to look at her beneath him as a feeling of joy comes over him after their separation.

Bond crawls down her body needing to taste her again…stopping to lick her breasts making her moan loudly. He settles between her legs and licks her bringing her to ecstasy.

A scream of his name bursts from her lips. It was so violent that she has to pull his head away from her sensitivity because of the intensity at which pleasure turned to pain.

Bond kisses down her legs and takes a toe into his mouth as she comes down from her orgasm. He trails kisses back up her legs as he rolls her over to trail kisses up her behind and back as she giggled into her pillow and the ticklish sensation on her back.

"I wish I'd done this sooner…your back is so delightful and ticklish. His body covers hers as he reaches her neck. Bond's hand slides down her body as his finger find her sex. She inhales her breath as his fingers stoke her and then gently enter her.

M's euphoric state is still tingling as is the feathering of kisses tickling up and down her spine. She moans and closes her eyes as she spreads herself for him to have better access.

"James…I need you."

"Roll over."

M rolls onto her back as his lips meet hers passionately.

M tilts herself towards him as Bond strokes himself along her entrance and slowly presses into her. Christ… he will not last long. His fingers brush against her sex.

M moans as Bond swears, "damn...M I'm… so close."

Bond had barely moved but the feeling of her heat around him…he is bringing her closer to the edge again as he kisses her neck and begins to move.

M screams out as her back arches. M grabs the head board as Bond grabs her breast with his other hand as she rides out her second orgasm and he explodes calling her name.

Their shared desperation and need make it fast. Since they first saw each other on that Island this was inevitable…just as Silva's death was.

They lay there panting in each others arms. The desperation of their separation forgotten. M missed him too much to allow what Silva has done to her stop her from loving this man. The trauma of the time spent on the Island with Silva will eventually fade.

M plans on making it part of her debrief with Mallory that Silva was far too dangerous to be allowed to live…his network to expansive. Now it will be in disarray and MI6 can round them up.

M rests her head on his chest to listen to his heart beat and his breathing.

"So you know about Marshall…the two of you have spoken?"

"Yes, and we are fine…I understand why the two of you were together and I am actually thankful it was him."

"Really…I thought you would be jealous…again."

"I've gotten to know the man a little and while he loves you, I cannot control that…he also knows that what the two of us have is more and he will step aside."

"Marshall did help me a great deal."

"If it had been any other man…Tanner for instant…things would be far messier. I would be like Odysseus destroying all Penelope's suitors and I don't know how we could cover that many sudden disappearances."

"Tanner! I would not let you kill my chief of staff….I need him."

Bond tickles her. "You need him…him and what about me."

"I need you in my life but Bill is my right hand…without him life would collapse and you would not like to see that. Tanner was sweet and supportive. However, it did cross my mind that he was conflicted about offering me…physical support much like Marshall did."

Bond growled. "Tanner could not give you up as easily once he had you and besides, Bill would never want to be a rebound relationship."

"Yes, well I will have to call Marshall tomorrow…I notice he removed his things."

"The night I returned he brought me up here after he told me about the two of you and gathered his things. I need to come clean with you now…I was not alone in that hut on the beach after I left hospital and I got lost in my old friend alcohol, which lead to a woman."

M frowned at him. "I figured there would be a girl…was she beautiful?"

"Yes, she is but I left her without remorse or looking back."

"James…that poor girl?"

"What…what about poor me…I was the one shot and on drugs and alcohol…returning home after an explosion ripped through your office and finding you had another man living with you."

"Our suffering was mutual James and we managed to entangle others in that grief…your girl, Marshall…Tanner and Eve kept me alive that first week and covered for me tremendously at work."

"I think you need to give the two of them a raise."

"Most definitely…already in the new budget…part of the...going above and beyond for your boss when she emotionally crumbles because her young lover died…line of the budget to be submitted next month."

"As long as Mallory approves…he has been running the place quite well…even if he is self righteous and smug much of the time."

"Let's sleep and deal with work in the morning."

"You don't have to rush in…we can take our time…stay in bed all day and have some fantastic break up sex."

"Break up?"

"That is what it felt like to me."

"Ok James…we will stay in bed tomorrow to help me forget that day in bed I had to spend with him."

"M…I know you said he didn't hurt you but…"

"I lost count after 5 times…the entire day…he had me dress in different corsets…he was very hard on clothing."

James raises his eyebrow. "Really?"

"He would tear it off…I…will have to work through this…it will take time my love."

"I know…I know and I will be here to hold you through the nightmares."

"Yes, you will and I that is why I needed you so badly. I needed to experience pleasure because I wanted it, not because it was manipulated by someone that made me vomit…which he did…more than once. James why are you tensing up?"

"I'm pissed…If we could have only been there 18 hours earlier…he never would have gotten to you."

"Yes, and he would be in the wind again to try again later…his instability growing and becoming worse…he could have blown up even more…destroyed things we cared about. He had a camera on Judi…he was everywhere."

"What! In her home?"

"He could hijack any computer…but he bragged about liking to watch her specifically…he said that had I died…he would have taken her…as a replacement. He knew Marshall and I had become lovers…and all about you. He was so very dangerous."

"Fuck…M he actually told you he would take your daughter! I wish I could kill him again…do you think Q could revive him so I could do it again?"

"James…don't even joke about some sort of Frankenstein's monster version…now I will have nightmares about a zombie Silva."

"Thank god for slighted lovers and a woman scorned."

"Why?"

"Silva's mistress told us where to find you…she was pissed he gave her up for you. Not to mention that it took two Q's to find you. Your old friend returned to help...good thing too. The marriage licence and deed were in you middle and maiden name...which he luckily knew."

"Yes he did...than goodness for old friends and thank god the girl gave him up. I don't think I could have survived with him for long. For all the evil he did…it was partially my fault and he did watch me and Nigel for years without interfering. Silva really did love me…in a way….as well as he was able to, in his depreciated state. When I consider what he could have done to me at anytime…I should have thanked him for not being a complete psychopath."

"M let's get some sleep and let the rest of the problems of the world settle themselves out tomorrow."

"I want to go away with you for a while, James."

"I have just the place M. How do you feel about Scotland?"

"You want to take me there?"

"Yes."

"I am honoured. Have you ever gone back?"

"No...not since...you know."

"You wish to take me home...to...Skyfall."

"Yes M. I want to take you home...to visit their graves."

"Oh James. I think the two of us could use it...to allow the past to be buried once and for all."

"Yes...I want us to start again and we might as well do it where I started my life."

M kissed him and laid her head over his heart...quickly falling to sleep in the comfort of his arms.

Bond watched her sleep as he too began to nod off. He will ask her to marry him at Skyfall.

The End