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Nick’s not sure what kind of greeting he’s going to get from Loki after letting Bond try and beat the crap out of him—admittedly not one of his better ideas—and he’s not in a hurry to find out. After leaving Bond to his own devices, Nick knocks lightly on the door to the room his son Jacob is using on his way back to the stairs then opens it when there’s no answer. Inside the room is empty and in the same condition it was in when he had taken the kids and Loki down to Cardiff to visit the gang at Torchwood 3; a few toys laying in front of the toy box instead of inside it, rumpled bed sheets on the hand carved bed Loki had made for their son, and a pile of books on the reading chair in the corner. Closing the door, he checks the next room and finds his daughter Aislynn’s room is—though cleaner—is just as empty.

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They stare at each other, neither giving an inch, until a gruff voice says, “You can let him go now.” Mikel scowls then quickly backs off. Bond yanks his coat back into place without breaking eye contact with Mikel then balls his hand up into a fist. Mikel shifts his stance and narrows his eyes but before either of them can make a move, Fury steps between them.

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A bit of crossover crack that popped into my head after seeing Skyfall.

When the Sky Falls

To a Scot, the past clings like sand to wet feet and is carried about as a burden.
The many ghosts are always a part of them, inescapable.


Geddes MacGregor

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“Ah, hell.”

The words sap the last of the strength out of Bond and he curls, exhausted, over the body in his arms. He doesn’t bother to look at the speaker; he knows who it is. He’s heard Fury’s voice arguing with M’s over the coms enough times to recognize it in real life. It was a voice he’d learned to trust. Not that it mattered anymore.

“Colonel,” Kincade says.

“Graeme,” the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. answers. There’s a jingle of keys then Fury speaks again. “My SUV’s about a quarter mile up the trail. I’ll help ya load these two up; you can hide em out at the cottage while I handle the sight-seers.”

“I’m not sure—“

“Do it,” Bond says, at least he thinks he says it. He’s beginning to shiver and the muscles in his jaw are clenched tight enough that speaking seems more trouble than it’s worth but, going by the silence behind him, he managed to force those few words out.
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