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Harry had arrived back on the grid a little later than usual, a meeting with the JIC overran and he was then caught in some horrendous traffic. Entering through the pods, he instantly felt something wasn't right. Was it the fact that it was completely silent or the fact that there was no luminous light lamp shining from Ruth's desk? Either way, he knew he was completely alone, and rather selfishly felt relieved at not having to spend any more time with Ruth. Things had been both tense and awkward since she had returned, and neither of them knew what to say to each other anymore.
Walking briskly to his office, he pulled open the door and dumped some unnecessary files onto his desk. They can wait until tomorrow. Grabbing his coat from behind his chair, he was about to make a swift exit before he noticed the envelope propped up against the keyboard, his name written on the front in a very familiar scrawl.
Slumping down in his chair, he turned his desk lamp on before grabbing the envelope and tearing it open. He didn't unfold the paper at first. He wanted nothing more than delay the inevitable until he saw her tomorrow, then he could try his upmost to get her to stay. This was her resignation letter and he knew it. He had made her life so unbearable since she returned, she clearly wanted nothing more than to rid of him for good and find something tangible and solid to hold on to. Simplicity and elegance.
Curiosity got the better of him, and sighing loudly, he slowly unfolded the note until a full page of her beautiful handwriting came into view. Ok, so this is definitely not a resignation letter, he thought, his features softening as he finally allowed himself to relax and continue to read.
Once he had read the letter, he sat on his chair for what seemed like hours, eyes closed, revelling in the emotion that her words that triggered. It wasn't like him to get emotional over relationships, he'd been in too many, and torn them all apart one way or another. But Ruth was different, and the more he got around to telling himself that, the more he got around to actually believing it.
Standing up, he placed the letter carefully in his back pocket before summoning the courage to do what he was planning to do quite a while ago and actually go home. Turning off his desk lamp and grabbing his coat for the second time, he rushed out of his office, turning the lights off as he went and bundled through the pods. He was going to do something about this. She would be expecting him too. But it'd have to wait until after work tomorrow. For now, he had planning to do.
Please review! More will come. I feel quite mean actually, not writing about Harry's feelings here in more depth, but they will be revealed, I promise!
