I don't own Spooks
My ideas for how season 10 starts….
Ruth opens the cupboard which houses her mismatched mugs and boils the kettle. It is 6.35 in the morning. The morning after the night before when Harry heard that he could be left out in the cold and had disappeared off the Grid. Ruth had not slept a wink and although she tried every way she could think of, she had not been able to get hold of Harry. Where was he? "I just need to tell him" she kept saying to herself over and over again. She screamed it silently to him when he was on the rooftop with Lucas, John even. She loved him. She loved him so much it hurt, she ached for him. She could no longer glance through his office blinds and wonder what it would be like to just march in there, grab him by his lapels and plant a great big kiss on those wonderfully pouty lips.
She would have taken his place opposite Lucas' pointed gun if only… if only. So many 'ifs', so many years and missed opportunities, so much bad timing! Why hadn't she said yes when she had the chance. It was the only time she silently said 'no' and only then because she felt that neither of them had the right to be happy on such a tragic day.
The kettle switches itself off and Fidget meows at her feet aware of a soft rap on the door. Who on earth would be at her door this early in the morning? Ruth wraps herself tightly in her old blue towelling robe and blearily approaches the door, tripping over Fidget on the way. Opening the door as much as the chain would allow, Ruth peers through the crack. There is no one there, a gust of wind, cold but no one there. Feeling the chill of the early morning on her naked calves she shuts the door but just as she turns she hears a thud and sees a shiny black shoe wedged into the gap.
Fear ripples through her as she leans heavily against the door in attempt to free the unwelcome intrusion when all of a sudden the most recognisable and delicious voice yells out "Ow, I thought you'd be happy to see me!"
Barely able to believe another chance could come her way after everything they'd been through she reaches for the chain and tentatively whispers his name, "Harry?" Pulling the chain free, and forgetting the missing belt on her robe for a moment she pulls back the chain and opens the door. Stood there in the suit he was wearing yesterday, a day's growth of gorgeous stubble adorning his chin and a sorry looking Scarlett sitting at his feet Harry greets her with a tired and sorrowful "Ruth".
Chapter 2 coming next…..