The Quartermaster and his Agents

When Moriarty takes Q by mistake, it sets off a chain of events that changes everything for Q, his family and his agents.

James Bond x Sherlock x London Spy Crossover

Pairing: Past Daniel Holt/Alistair Turner aka Alex

James Bond/Q/Alec Trevelyan

Warning: kidnapping, blood

My own version of London Spy to explain how Q got involved with MI6, the way Danny and Alex met and who Alex was/how he died is different here, they also had a Dom/sub relationship.

Chapter One

Q sighed as he brushed his messy fringe out of his eyes, sweeping it to the side hoping it would stay there for once. His hopes were in vain when moment's later raven locks fell back into place by his eyes. He glanced up at the sky and pondered the chances of the gray clouds above opening up between his current location and his flat where his two cats (Roxy and Tony) were waiting for him.

Q was exhausted, he had just helped 004 and 008 get through two missions where both ended up needing extraction teams to get them out before they were pumped full of bullets. He barely ate, didn't sleep and never had a chance to sit down knowing if he did he wouldn't be able to get back up on his feet.

Q knew he was teetering on the edge of oblivion and he was just hoping he would manage to get back to his flat and at the very least fall onto his couch if he couldn't get to his ever so soft bed. He felt his knees starting to buckle at the very thought of his bed and blissful sleep. He absently rubbed at his forearms that were hidden beneath his cardigan and rain jacket.

Suddenly a hard object jabbed him in the back and Q stiffened, knowing the touch of a gun anywhere.

"Start walking, don't draw attention to us and turn left down the next street." A male voice growled in his ear, Q bit his lip to focus himself before he did what the man holding him at gunpoint told him to do.

He took the next left and was suddenly shoved roughly against the brick wall of a building. A strong forearm pressed against his windpipe locking the Quartermaster in place and the gun was now jabbing against his stomach keeping him aware of the position he was now in.

"My, my here I thought you were Sherlock, but the familiarity is too much… Is it possible you are the missing third Holmes brother?" The shorthaired man cocked his head to the side, eyes widening and voice taking on a rather flamboyant tone. Q's eyes widened in shock, after every he had done how had this random person recognized him after so many years?

"Oh it seems I hit the nail on the head, this is going to be a much more interesting game than I first thought it would be." The man chuckled and Q felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up at the sound. The cool touch of metal was now pressed against the side of his neck and Q's breath froze in his throat.

"Don't worry precious." The man cooed in a sickly sweet tone of voice, his eyes dancing with madness. "It's filled with tranquilizer darts, can't have you bleeding out on me before the fun even begins."

Q didn't have time to react as the man squeezed the trigger and a sharp pain radiated from the side of his neck before his vision swam and his limbs turned to lead as the drug took instant effect on his thin form and his hazel eyes fluttered closed as the darkness took hold of him.

~~/~~

"We may have a problem." James Bond (007) growled when he was joined by his longtime friend and partner Alec Trevelyan (006) in Q-Branch, the two double-O agents having come to visit their favorite Quartermaster instead they found R and the other minions in a panic as they all did their best to find their missing Overlord.

"Where's Q?" Alec picked up on the situation instantly.

"That's the problem, no one can contact him and he isn't showing up on any CCTV." James explained what he had learned so far, crossing his arms over his chest as his startling blue eyes stared at the working minions. Alec had known James since they were in the military together and he knew when James was worried, annoyed and anxious. Right now the blue-eyed man was all three and when combined it never turned out well. Alec almost pitied whoever took Q, almost, as he wanted a go at them himself before they were turned over to MI6 (or put in a grave, it was all dependent on the condition they got their Quartermaster back in).

"Oh shit." R swore loudly, Alec and James were at her side moments after the curse left her lips. Both agents let out curse words of their own in either Russian or English.

"Put this feed on the big screen and call M down here NOW." R ordered, anger lacing her tone as the minions hurried to comply with her orders.

The large screen behind where Q normally worked flickered to life and every single eye was riveted to what it was showing and the whole of Q-Branch fell silent.

Q was shown on the screen unconscious and hands bound behind his back to a wooden chair. His neck was bloodied like someone had been digging around for something, something like a tracker that high-leveled MI6 agents had located in that exact spot.

"Hello there!" A man's head appeared right in front of the camera's lens blocking Q's slumped form from view.

"For those who don't know me, I'm James Moriarty! See usually this is the part where the villain makes a speech and demands and such, but alas I'm not a normal villain per say. I just had to make sure this got to you Sherlock. I have a surprise for you! I found your little brother! Now you know how this works Sherlock, it's a game. You try to find out where I'm keeping your little brother before time runs out, tick, tock, tick, tock." Moriarty waggled his finger back and forth moving towards Q, before lifting his head up to the screen by his messy black hair. His face was slack in unconsciousness, his glasses missing and a bruise forming across the base of his throat. The screen cut to static before it turned back all together.

The tension in Q-Branch was thick and oppressing before R barked out an order of 'find him!' and the minions burst into action. Leaving the two double-O agents to stand there staring at the black screen, feeling helpless for the first time in their lives as double-O agents. Until they were told where to go they could do nothing, but stand back and try their best not to brood or destroy anything in their anger.

James felt his short nails biting into the skin of his palm, not caring at the stinging pain or the warmth of his own blood dripping down his skin. Q was in clear danger, being used as a pawn in a twisted game Moriarty was playing with another man Sherlock, who was apparently Q's older brother! This information was tucked away to be looked into at a later time, right now he had to focus on bringing Q back to him.

Alec felt a familiar surge of anger rush through his veins as he replayed the video in his mind, taking in everything that seemed to have happened to Q. He hoped Q had been unconscious when Moriarty had dug the tracker chip out of his neck that alone spelled out 'security breach'.

There was a mole in MI6 yet again, but this time they made the mistake of targeting Q. Q was already every double-O agent's favorite Quartermaster and Alec had to fend off more than one interested agent to protect Q from becoming a meaningless one-night stand. Okay so it may have been more selfish than selfless, it wasn't Alec's fault he and James both were looking at Q with something that neither had experienced in a very long time.

Of course this was never discussed verbally, but the two knew and accepted it, but of course unless they got their Quartermaster back in one piece the plans they were slowly forming would be for not. Alec's mind was already going through different ways he could kill Moriarty while causing enormous amounts of pain.

"006, 007 follow me." M called out from his spot by the entrance to Q-Branch. His normally pale face was paler than usual, lips set in a firm line and eyes narrowed. James and Alec exchanged quick glances before they trailed after M, the duo silent until they sat down in M's office

"Unless this is a mission brief to get back our Quartermaster then you are wasting our time." James stated, face already having slipped back behind his mask he used whilst on missions. A mask to protect his feelings until after the mission was complete and he was home.

"With all that is happening, it seems prudent to read you two in on Q's file, well what little we have." M placed a thin file folder on the desk surface in front of him.

"This is the only copy we have about Q, no digital file just this and we don't have much, a photo." M sighed as Alec flipped open the file to see an ID photo of Q, minus his glasses with purple markings under his eyes showing how much sleep he was lacking. Underneath the photo is just row after row of black showing that all the information was redacted.

A CCTV photo was under the redacted sheet, showing a grainy side shot of a shirtless and glasses-less Q with a cigarette hanging between his index and middle finger as he leaned on the railing overlooking a street.

"This is it?" Alec flipped the folder closed, looking at M unimpressed.

"This is it, however we now have reason to believe that he is Sherrinford Holmes, who disappeared at the age of 17. Eve did a little crosschecking and just recently discovered he moved to America for school and stayed there until recently under the alias of Daniel Holt. Not a lot is known about him, but I do know that the previous M had to send three teams of agents to bring Q into MI6 at the request of the previous Q's insistence." M explained the new information that he had learned

"Why are you telling us this?" James asked, storing away the information for a later time.

"I'm telling you this because Q isn't as weak as everyone assumes he is, Q is strong and resourceful, he will survive until R and the others in Q-Branch find his location. Hell I wouldn't put it past him to already be out of Moriarty's grasp, but if he's on the run then bringing him back may be complicated. I told you about his past just in case he reverts back to the way he used to be and I rather not have you flipping out around him when you catch up to him." M explained giving them all a pointed look.

"Fair point." Alec muttered knowing that he and James both could overreact sometimes. He didn't want to freak Q out when they caught up to him; he wanted to show their Quartermaster he was safe with them no matter what, even if that meant going rouge to save him.

"Sir," R's voice came out over the small intercom in the office.

"R, what do you have for me?" M pushed the button on the intercom while he spoke.

"We have the address where the video came from." R reported a hint of steel in her voice. It wasn't a secret that R loved Q just like the rest of the minions did, basically all of MI6 loved Q and would do anything to keep him safe, other than the mole obviously and they would pay dearly for it.

"006 and 007 will be the main extraction team, have another team on standby along with medical." M ordered, glancing at the two mentioned agents who were already on their feet and moving to get suited up for their rescue mission.

"Bring him back boys or else." Eve called after the retreating forms of 006 and 007 as they left her office.