Agent Chetiri

Chapter 23

Author's Note: Check out my tumblr page (my blog is cumberwookie on tumblr) and you'll find a movie poster for Agent Chetiri! I thought it would be cool for you guys to have and I hope you like it, along with this chapter!

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Every sin is the result of a collaboration.

-Seneca

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The warm, morning sunlight streamed through the window, hitting Alexa's face. Her head was nestled against Q's chest and she felt content here, not wanting to get up. The buzz of the doorbell downstairs broke the silence and neither of them stood up to answer it. The ringing continued and finally, Q let out a groan and sat up.

"Who's that?" Alexa mumbled, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

"I don't know," he muttered. "But they'd better have a bloody good reason for coming at 6:45 in the morning."

As Q stood up, his phone rang from the bedside table and he picked it up, looking annoyed. "What?" he snapped.

"Sherrinford Holmes, is that any way to talk to your mother?" Violet said sternly.

Q cursed loudly and Alexa sat up, looking startled. She watched him rush around the room, attempting to make himself look somewhat decent. "Sorry," he said.

"I'm at the door. Would you open it, love?" she said.

"Right, I'm coming," he said. Q put the phone on the table and Alexa looked up at him in confusion.

"Who is it?" she said.

"My mum. I told you she liked to pop in unexpectedly," he muttered.

"I'll see you downstairs," he said, kissing her quickly before leaving the room. Later, she heard voices and wondered what she should say, if she went downstairs. She sighed and went to the guest room, where she brushed her teeth and combed her hair before heading downstairs. Alexa let out a deep breath and went into the kitchen. The voices grew louder and she heard the whistle of the kettle on the stove.

"I came by to check up on my sons. I wanted to see you first, though. How are you, love? Are you eating enough? You'd better be getting enough sleep too," she said worriedly.

"Mum, I told you, I'm fine," Q said. "More than fine, actually."

"Why so?" Violet said curiously. Alexa's footsteps fell softly against the hardwood floor as she walked hesitantly through the living room and into the kitchen. Violet heard her and turned around to look, with an expression of shock crossing her face.

"Morning," she said, smiling shyly. She hadn't expected Q to have a girl over and her eyes seemed somewhat familiar. Violet could not help but wonder what had transpired while she wasn't around and felt somewhat uncomfortable being here.

"You never told me you had a new girlfriend," she said, giving him an accusing stare. Q merely gave her a vague smile and continued to make them breakfast. The thought that he had not officially addressed her as his girlfriend occurred to her and she put a hand on her chin wonderingly.

"Hmm...I'm not entirely sure I'd call myself that," Alexa said as she took a seat next to her. Her comment was aimed at Q, but he seemed to either be not listening or purposely ignoring her.

"What's your name, dear?" Violet said, looking interested.

"Alexandra," she said, giving her a casual smile. "But feel free to call me Alexa."