Summary: Silva survived the end of Skyfall. He decides the best way to get at James is to take away the one thing that means the most to him, his family
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is fiction
Warnings: Mentions of rape, mpreg, torture, swearing
Pairings: James/Q, one sided Silva/James, one sided Silva/Q
Rating: PG-13
Prologue
James blinked as sunlight hit his eyes and turned away from the window. On his side, he saw a much better sight. He ran his finger's down Q's pale back, tracing the small number of scars Q received from lab explosions and experiments gone wrong. The younger man mumbled in his sleep and moved away from James's searching fingers. James laughed under his breath. Q was so sensitive. He reached out again, but was stopped by Q's voice.
"007, if you touch me again in my sleep, in your next mission you will be fighting the bad guys with a stick and sharp stone."
"I could make a spear. That's a long range weapon."
Q chuckled and turned to face James. He squinted at the older man, closing his eyes as James slid his glasses on his face.
"Better?"
"Much better. I can actually see you now."
Q leaned up and pressed a kiss to Jame's lips, laughing as he pulled away and the agent followed his lips. They'd been lovers for eight months and neither had been happier. Q calmed James down and made him think, instead of jumping in head first. James influenced Q into living life a little more on the edge. They evened each other out. Even M thought they were good together. That was why he let them work together. James worked that much harder to get back home to Q and Q made sure to rest during the missions, so he was able to care for James when he came home. James pulled his lover out of the bed and into the bathroom for their shower. Time to get to work. He wondered if he was going to be sent anywhere anytime soon. It been oddly quite for the past six weeks.
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Silva looked through the pictures of 007 and his little friend. This was interesting. The first time they met, 007's main love was his work, so it made sense to target MI6 and M. But now things were different. It looked like 007 was in love. Silva smiled to himself as he cam across images of the two in their home. They were a good couple. Silva couldn't wait to rip them to shreds.
A/N Done. R&R please. My first 007/Q fic. Let me know what you think of it. I won't be updating for a while because I have work and three other fics to finish first. I just needed to get this out of my head. Next chapter, Bond hears that Silva survived and Q thinks someone is following him