Finding some answers, and laying low.

You show a compilation of the first days on the ship, with Jinx and Bond sharing the small quarters.

You show tender moments, spending time talking, drinking and snuggling, and you also show short cuts of sex between the two. Not quite like their first time recently, but more tender.

You show the two of them drinking a lot of ****, and you show Bond sleeping peacefully at night.

After a few days you show them in each other’s arms, naked after another bout of sex, coated in sweat.

James finally presses her on something that has been bothering him.

“How did you get into that room Jinx? I gather that you succeeded in your task,” Bond asked. “You acquired some items your handler wanted, and you left a dead body behind as requested.”

Jinx nodded, “all true James.”

“I don’t know James, I truly don’t. Bill wasn’t a friend, but we had worked together for a long time,” Jinx continues. “He said he had been watching me since I was recruited out of high school, it sounded like he had wanted to fuck me the whole time.”

“Jesus,” Bond replies, his hand gently tracing one of Jinx’s nipples. “So a pervert. But how were you out? How did you fall from grace? Your people recovered the diamonds, Zao and Graves were killed, and Miranda Frost was my problem.”

“We didn’t get the diamonds James, not officially at least.” Jinx replies, “I had them on the submarine, and I handed them to my handler, and they never made it to evidence. It fell on me. No diamonds, and no bodies we could identify, and a rumor that I was working with MI6, and that I stole the fucking diamonds.”

“And let me guess,” Bond replies, “Bill Lynch was the handler right?”

“Bingo,” Jinx replies, smiling at Bond’s continued touch.

“That doesn’t justify a kill order, you were a sanctioned hit,” Bond replies. “Certainly not the **** and **** he spoke of, but the kill was approved. What justified the kill?”

“What I found on the thumb drives I expect, **** material,” Jinx replies. “Dirty secrets on our current President, and the two before him. Members of the royal family, British Parliament, and a couple of the wealthiest men in the world.”

“Where are the thumb drives?” Bond asks, “did you manage to keep them?”

“Right over there in my bag baby,” Jinx replies. “Your knife hit one of them when I was opening up that fucking ****, in a hidden pocket in his jacket.”

“Well that is a start,” Bond answers. “What is on them? Can it be proven?”

“There is this billionaire with an island, he sells access to underage girls, and a lot of influential people have been a part of it,” Halle replies. “Proven? Now that I know who is involved, I just want to not know about it.”

“It explains why the CIA would not directly help you, and MI6 would not directly help me in helping you,” James replies. “So we can’t bring this to anyone. We will both be dodging the boys in the hit squads for however long we live, the world isn’t big enough to hide with that kind of attention.”

“The world? It is a big place James, with enough money two people could live off the grid, on cash,” Jinx replies. “Third world, some place with less modern policing where people could get lost?”

“Jinx, the money I bought is for you, it isn’t enough for both of us,” Bond replies. “It isn’t enough for both of us, it wasn’t ever supposed to be. It turns out MI6 doesn’t pay that well, and there isn’t much of a pension.”

“I don’t care about money James,” Jinx replies. “People like you and me, we can make our way anywhere we go, you know that.”

“Darling, you know two individuals, two individuals on their own, stand a better chance statistically of eluding capture Jinx, you must know that.” Bond replies. “I brought what I have to get you a new start, you are young enough to fall of the grid…apart we are harder to find, you? You could be very hard to find.”

Jinx gives him a long hard stare, a piercing gaze, as if she were looking into his soul. “When we were together a decade ago there was something between us, I know I felt it, I know you felt it,” Jinx replies. “I wanted to leave it all and stay with you, and I should have. I am not making that fucking mistake again.”

“Alive, dead, running, not running, I don’t want to waste any more time James. Any more of our time.”

“Jinx, you were so young back then, it was good, but I was nearly fifty. I am nearly thirty five years older than you...”

“I don’t give a fuck about that James!” Jinx barks back, “not even a tiny little bit. I didn’t care about our ages then and I don’t care now, and neither should you.”

“We are good together, and you saved my life again, I am staying with you, and you are fucking stuck with me,” she says intently. “Stuck inside of me, on top of me, behind me, I am not going anywhere without you baby.”

James smiles at her, among her many strengths is her **** of will, she won’t let that go, she won’t let him go. It draws a smile, it feels good to be wanted. James Bond, this iteration at least, was nearly 60 and had never been in a serious relationship. Not one.

“We would need money,” I have enough to get us started at least, are you liquid at all?” James asks.

Jinx smiles, “I have some money, but most of my wealth is not liquid, it is mineral.” She sighs, “but they are back home, in a hidden compartment.”

“I found some diamonds about a decade ago,” Jinx replies. “I just happened upon them.”

“I bet you did,” James replies with a smile, “no judgement from me. About now I wish I had maintained some assets like these myself. Maybe there is a way to get to them.”

“We need to figure out what to do with these fucking thumb drives,” Jinx continues. “We could throw them over the side...”

“That would not work at all,” James replies on a grim tone. “They know you have it, they probably know about my involvement as well now. Just throwing it away won’t work.”

“That information needs to be made public, so that possession of it won’t get us killed, although releasing it in that way would assure us that people would come after us for the rest of our lives.”

“Yeah, fuck having people wanting to **** kill us,” Jinx replies.

“Or having a bunch of assholes throw a fucking **** rally on me, then kill us, had that recently as well.”

“The only other option is to give it to trustworthy people who can verify and then securely destroy the data,” James continues. “Someone we trust enough to save our lives, at the risk of their own.”

“You know anyone like that?” Jinx asks. “The closest thing I had to a friend in the company back home **** me, and was going to **** and **** me. James…he laughed at me, they didn’t give me food, they made me eat semen if I was hungry, a lot of it. And they made me drink from a toilet in my cell…they **** me, degraded me, tortured me and were going to **** me.”

“These were people I worked with for years, I thought some to be friends. The director of the NSA fucked me before you got there James, they were going to keep me alive for two months for everyone who had wanted to fuck me…I am fresh out of friends who aren’t you.”

James smiles, and kisses her on the lips, rotating himself to enter her and fuck the beautiful black woman again, “I still know a few Jinx, let’s try and help you forget about the mistreatment, shall we?”

Bond’s theme plays as you show him line up and then you show his cock enter Halle Berry’s beautiful body, and you see her moan in approval. “You have found your second wind James, I like it, I like it a lot.”

You then show a passionate but brief sexual scene, with graphic shots of penetration sex, with the two lovers going at it in a loving way.

You show the ship draw near to Oslo, and you see the cargo ship send a small launch boat to take the two lovers to shore, and let them enter Norway without meeting customs.

You show a series of travel scenes, with the two of them sneaking across border checkpoints and avoiding scrutiny, along with them stopping to shop for clothing and changing their appearance.

Jinx has her hair dyed reddish brown, and James Bond has his full head of greying hair cut very short, into a buzz cut, as he continues to grow out his beard.

From time to time they stop in small rural European cafes to enjoy some tea and a meal, but mainly they keep moving. You show a couple of quick scenes where they check into small inns and fuck hard at the end of the day. Each time you focus on how well James is sleeping, and how it seems like his health is improving.

Finally they arrive in a small Finnish town outside of Tampere, and there James said they will meet a contact he has in MI6.

Jinx is nervous, not sure who they can trust, as their lives truly hang in the balance.

Fighting terrorists and criminals is one thing, going against the UK and US governments? That is impossible.

James reassures Jinx, “it will be fine. This is someone you can trust with your life, if you can’t trust him, then there is nobody in the world left to put any trust in.”

“How do you trust him this much? I didn’t think you trusted much of anyone?” Jinx asks.

“I have trusted him with my life darling,” James says softly, and the more modern Bond theme plays. “You have as well I believe.”

As the music plays louder, you see a tall and well built blonde man walk in, and as the theme hits its peak, you show Daniel Craig standing before them.

“Good afternoon Jinx,” Daniel Craig says in his deep voice. “Bond...” he continues, looking at Pierce Brosnan.

Pierce Brosnan smiles and nods, “good afternoon Mr. Bond.”