eve

Hell. Hell is real. And now I'm trapped here with hundreds of bloodthirsty demons, and even more bloodthirsty SCP's that I used to help contain. Oh well, it could be worst I guess, I still have friends, legendary researchers from the foundation, and a quate little hotel run by a certian princess of hell. Maybe it won't be so bad after all.

In which Q keeps finding cups of tea and snacks around his work station, James Bond is possibly the most regular visitor Q Branch has ever had, and it takes a ridiculously long time for them to get around to actually doing something about it each other.

"That's Evelyn, but she prefers Eve." Dale spoke from behind us. "She doesn't say much. Maybe you'll get to hear her voice someday." Evelyn Rider's light step and silent disposition have served her well during these dangerous times, but the dead aren't the only ones who won't hear her coming. -Complete BE ADVISED: Trigger warnings are NOT posted on individual chapters, they are only mentioned in the overall tagging and some may have been forgotten. Please read carefully and if you notice a missing tags, especially trigger-warnings, please comment so they can be added. Cross-posted on wattpad:https://www.wattpad.com/story/83259522-sneaky

James had thought he and Q were an item, but he was wrong. So he dives head first into his job going on mission after mission till he can get Q out of his head or until he is dead. whichever comes first.

Lucifer finds himself drawn to both of the new creations...