James runs a tight operation at Skyfall, Chicago’s finest steakhouse. So when his niece and new sous-chef turn everything upside down...I can kinda sum this hole thing up with the word different. Because, first of all, Vesper isn't James' ex or the dead love of his live or any shit like that, second of all, this has nothing to with UK, like fucking seriously, this is all happening in USA (Boston) and the the third thing is how they are all working for a restaurant. Yep. So the word today is different.
Now when I really think about it, there isn't so many AU fics where they don't at least have some part of them working for UK goverment (or something like that). I have spent the last two months reading mostly only James Bond fiction and this is probably the third fic with different world and background. No kidding.
But to be serious after that. I don't wanna say that this is awesome and perfect and shit like that because neither one of those were the reasons why I even finished the whole thing. I just got addicted how the people were reacting to each other and the reasoning behind their reactions. Q isn't just Q because his name starts with Q and thats it. There is reason why his nickname is Q and why he prefers it over his name.
There are also all the things James has to come together and understand and the whole pareting thing. It all just feels like this is what the life could be. Mistakes, errors, learning, trying to find the middle ground and then probably something that someone could call happiness. Yea. And I really liked all about that. I also liked how Vesper just didn't get over her mom's dead like that but it was slow progress and it showed.
And thats it. Thats the fic and the things I liked. Now read it. Yup.
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