Jo looked over at Adam. Zaf followed her eyes.
"Poor mate. He seems all alone"
"Don't worry about it Jo. He's fine" Adam picked up the phone and dialled the number.
"Who's he phoning"
"I don't know"
"Why don't you trace the call"
"Malcolm usually does that sort of thing" Jo gave him a 'so what' look.
"Fine" Zaf typed at the computer. Jo watched. She tried to help.
"Anything"
"No…….Yes. He's calling someone at MI6"
"Who"
"I think I know"
Adam twisted the phone wire in frustration. No one was answering.
"Oh pick up" He slammed the phone down. He saw Zaf and Jo looking.
"Problem"
"No Zaf, Im fine." He picked up the phone and dialled again.
"At last. I'd like to talk"
"Briefing Room now"
"I'll call back. Tell her I called"
Harry looked at Ruth. They were happy. Back together. Like fate intended.
"Right. I know this isn't exactly the news we had hoped for. But. Juliet has some rather bad news" The team groaned. They didn't need Juliet to deliver the mail of depression.
"But. Im going to tell you. It might soften the blow"
"What is it Harry"
"Well. The last threat has managed to hack into our all our systems and find out where everyone lives. All our houses have been bugged"
"By that you mean safe houses, Harry"
"No Jo. Your House. Adams House. My house"
"But how"
"Either inside information or"
"They're just bloody good at their job"
"Obviously you will all need to find somewhere else to live for the time being" The team got out their seats and went back to work. Where were they going to stay?
Adam dialled the phone again.
"Hello"
"Adam"
"Yes. How are you"
"Im fine. Why are you calling"
"Oh I just wanted to talk to you"
"Right. Is there something wrong Adam"
"No. I was wondering if we could meet up for lunch"
"Yes. Sure. How's the"
"That's perfect" Adam hung up. He knew where.
"Where is he going"
"Jo. Leave him." Ros and Malcolm walked over.
"Do you need anything? We are going to get something to eat"
"We don't need any thing"
"Are you sure? You can come with us" Jo and Zaf looked at each other.
"Ok sounds nice." They grabbed their jackets and left. Only Harry and Ruth were left in the Grid.
"Shall we go for lunch"
"Yes. Why not" The Grid was empty. Silence.
Adam saw her face. Hers eyes. So big. Bright. Her green jacket that she always wore. Her hair. Brown and glistening in the sun. He stood still. To watch her.
"Can I help you"
"No. Im with her" He walked over and sat down. She was reading a magazine.
"Interesting"
"No just stick thin models and 'How to look like….' such and such a person. I don't know why I buy them" Adam laughed. She made him. He felt happy not alone in the sense of he had no one, when he was with her.
"Jade"
"Oh how's Wes"
"Yes. He's fine"
"Great. So why lunch not dinner"
"You are never pleased are you"
"It depends. No, lunch is fine. Im bloody starving. If I don't have something to eat I'll be in danger of becoming a stick thin model" She chuckled. Adam looked at the menu.
"Do you want any wine"
"No thanks. I'll just have a coffee"
"Oh yes. Sorry." Adam felt such a pillock.
"Don't worry. Hey isn't that Ros"
"Where"
"Over there. With Malcolm. Are they a couple now?" Adam looked over and waved. Jade waved in sync. They both turned back.
"Ah yes ill have the salad with the goats cheese ravioli pasta"
"Certainly"
"Adam. Adam. ADAM!" Adam didn't hear anything. He was looking at how beautiful she was. Her eyes. Her lips. Her skin.