[ When the Skype calls grew less frequent and the letters stopped, Q first got annoyed, then angry, then...the fear set in. He put his considerable reach to work, hacking CCTV, spending hours upon hours before work, after work, occasionally during work when none of the agents needed his immediate supervision looking for Miles.
He couldn't tell the others what he was doing. It simply wasn't done, but he can't bring himself to give up.
Month pass, though, and Miles isn't 007. No one is quite like 007, with his uncanny ability to come back from the dead. And though it hurt to do, Q is finally able to compartmentalize, close that chapter of his life, throw himself properly back into work. ]
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He couldn't tell the others what he was doing. It simply wasn't done, but he can't bring himself to give up.
Month pass, though, and Miles isn't 007. No one is quite like 007, with his uncanny ability to come back from the dead. And though it hurt to do, Q is finally able to compartmentalize, close that chapter of his life, throw himself properly back into work. ]