Disclaimer I do not own anything related to Spooks. All copyright belongs to Kudos, BBC Television. No copyright infringement is intended nor should be inferred. One possibly two chapter story. All M or very strong T rated.

These Dreams.

She stood in front of him, smiling slightly as she listened to him. He was finally putting the work second and them first. She was prepared to walk away from all the heartache, all the death, destruction and betrayal. Then it had all gone wrong. Ruth hadn't even screamed, just fallen forward onto her knees as he tried to catch her. Blood soaked her blouse and ran, still warm onto his hands.

"Ruth." He pulled her to him, aware of gunfire in the background. "Don't do this." He smoothed her hair back from her face, on the verge of tears as she tried to keep her eyes on his.

"Harry."

"Don't leave me. Don't you dare." Harry sucked in a breath as she held his gaze. Erin yelled in the background as Lucas and Ros ran towards them.

"Harry." Ruth repeated.

"Think about Gracie-Jo, Nick." Harry swallowed hard. "Come on, stay with me. It's going to be ok. It'll be fine."

"Harry!" Ruth's voice was more determined. "Harry! Come on. Wake up." Ruth sounded more annoyed than worried or in pain. He looked around, unsure where the voice was coming from. Ros rolled her eyes while Erin glared at him. Seconds later he sat bolt upright.

"Sorry." He gasped as he tried to drag oxygen into his lungs. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"You didn't." Ruth sighed as she watched him catch his breath. "Gracie did."

"Squeak? Is she ok?" Harry turned, immediately worried about his ten month old daughter.

"Yes." Ruth smiled. "She's fine. Just a bit unsettled, sleeping soundly now. Which is more than you were." Harry closed his eyes as he felt Ruth's hand on the small of his back. "Why were you asking me not to leave? To think of Gracie and Nick? Harry?"

"It was just a dream." He paused, knowing Ruth would never settle for that as an explanation.

"You think I'm going to leave you." Ruth stated rather than asked. "You think, deep down that I am going to run away again." She couldn't help the frustration in her voice. "Harry."

"Ruth, it is 4 am. I have a JIC meeting at 8. Please try to go back to sleep." He lay back down, staring at the ceiling. "And no, for the record I don't think you'll leave one day."

"Then what?"

"You aren't letting this go, are you?"

"No." Ruth propped herself on one elbow to watch him. "I am not letting this go. What were you dreaming about, if it wasn't me leaving you."

"Ruth." He paused as tears filled his eyes once more. The darkness of the bedroom broken slightly by the light in the hallway. Ruth frowned slightly as she realised he was trying to regain his composure. "It was just a horrible, stupid dream. It is my brain working over time, that's all."

"I died, didn't I?" She sighed, knowing her murder was his greatest fear.

"I."

"The last time you had that dream I ended up pregnant." Ruth teased as he turned to look at her.

"The B&B, the bed with the awful bed springs." Ruth nodded as he spoke. "How could I forget?" Harry smiled as she reached down to kiss him. His hands found their way into her hair of her own accord. The kiss grew more and more passionate before they broke for air.

"Does that show you I'm not going anywhere?" She smiled as he raised an eyebrow, his hand sliding under her white cami top.

"As long as it only stays in my nightmares. If anything happened to you." He paused as she frowned. "If anything happened to you."

"It wont." She touched his face as they laid side by side. "It wont. Even if it did I tell you what would happen."

"Ruth." She silenced him with a finger over his lips.

"If I got hit by a bus tomorrow morning or something happened at work you go on. You have to, not just for you but the same reasons I have to if God forbid the tables are turned."

"Ruth." He kissed her fingers.

"You go on for Gracie-Jo and Nicholas. For Catherine, Graham and Charlie." She watched as his eyes softened. "They need their dad and grandpa." He closed his eyes as her finger began to trace the edge of his lips. "I need you."

Harry nodded before pulling her to him and kissing her deeply.

"Never put me in that position." He sighed as she ran her hand along his back, feeling his body against hers.

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A/N May go on with this. Had an idea to write a chapter for the characters in my 'spooks' universe. Please review.