James Bond x 00!Reader

"You called ma'am?" Bond asked standing lazily at M's desk. "Ah, Bond." M turned her sharp eyes glaring at him. "Your new mission requires a partner. Someone who has been in this situation before." Bond nodded and M buzzed Moneypenny to send in you. "This our new 00, replacing 008. This is Y/N L/N." You entered, and Bond noted your youth. He turned back to M. "She's a child." Bond complained, whined, whatever. "I'm twenty-four." You told your whinging partner. "A child." He reaffirmed, he noted the timid way you held yourself. M pointed her finger at Bond, "You can trust Bond." You nodded. "Go." You left the room before Bond did. "Oh, and Bond." He paused at the doorway. "I want her alive when you get back. Understood?" He nodded once, "Very good, ma'am." The door swung shut behind him.

A few days later, you and James were getting ready in a private suite getting ready for the gala. You pulled the dress up to your shoulders but realised that due to the placement of several weapons, you couldn't pull the zip up higher. "James, could you please...?" He turned while adjusting his bowtie, you were displaying your back to him. Your dress hanging open, there were faint hints of the weapons that adorned your body. "Certainly." He crossed the room in long strides. You pulled your hair away from the zipper. James moved his nimble fingers to the silver zip, as he pulled the fabric together he noticed small light scars covering parts of your back. The scars appeared to look like feathery wings, despite being scattered across your back. "How did...?" He tapered off, as your stiffened beneath his fingers. His hand fell away as he finished his task. You checked your rouge before starting towards the door when James asked if you were ready.

You swung your legs out of the taxi that you had taken to the gala. Nerves began to hit, in waves. James offered his hand to you, you slipped your hand into his and he pulled you out of the vehicle. He offered his arm when you were fully out. You accepted the gesture. You both separated as you entered the elaborate doorway. After walking around for a few moments, a man approached you. He was tall, lean, with a small amount of stubble, he was rather handsome. He arrived and introduced himself. "May I have a dance, my dear?" You smiled demurely, unable to speak due to nerves. He took your silence as a yes and grasped your hand, guiding you to the dancefloor. Once the song finished, he began to lead you away from the crowd, drawing you to a hallway. He threw you against the wall. "You 00's think your so mighty, so untouchable."

"Sir, I have no idea what you are talking about. Please let me go." Your distressed voice echoed through the comms, and Bond began to make his way to you. The man drew you against him, your back against his front. A cloth was pressed on your face covering your mouth and nose. You began to struggle against him, fighting the heavy pull of sleep. Your eyes rolled and your fainted, the man let you fall with a heavy thud to the ground. He looked around and began to search you for weapons. When James rounded the corner. He fired a shot at the man bending over your still figure. Both men began to empty their weapons at the other. When James got close enough, he threw punches at the man. James managed to throw the man at a wall causing his to whack his head and fall unconscious. James swept you into his arms, your head lolled against his shoulder. He muttered under his breath, "I've got you."

"Too much champagne." James told the taxi driver, "Right you are." Was the reply. The drive back relatively short and James carried you back to your suite, using the same excuse to anyone he came across. After several hours, you woke gasping, scared and distressed. James was at your side in an instant. He held you hand and pulled you into a hug, kissing the crown of your head. "It's been a lonf night, get some sleep." You shifted slightly, "Can you stay?" He nodded and whispered an affirmation. He gave you time to change, before slipping into the covers beside you. You fell asleep next to James, he followed soon after.