Disclaimer I do not own Spooks. No copyright infringement intended nor should be inferred. Set directly after series 4 episode:The Innocent.

Innocence Lost

Ruth rested her head back against the wall. It had been the day from Hell and she was exhausted. Sighing heavily she looked up to see Harry walking towards her.

"Ruth?"

"Hi." She smiled at her boss. "Tough day."

"Oh yes." Ruth watched as he leant against Colin's abandoned desk.

"I spoke to Zaf. Nazim is safe and he has spoken to his children." Harry watched as the relief crossed her face.

"I have never been so glad to see your orders disobeyed." Ruth watched him smile. "I mean I know we really believed we had run out of time but."

"Zaf was brilliant." Harry smiled. "He's got the makings of becoming a fantastic officer."

"I think he already is." Ruth got up and headed towards the kitchenette as Harry shook his head, grudgingly admitting she was right.

"What about the new girl? Joanna?" Harry called after her. "An ex journalist."

"We were all recruited from somewhere Harry. Give her a chance. Fiona and Adam seem to like her and Zaf."

"That's what worries me." Harry nodded as Ruth waved a mug in the air. "Please."

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Zaf flicked the television on, disappointed that it seemed to be the one night of the week that football didn't seem to be on. He threw the remote control back onto the coffee table and resigned himself to a night of playing computer games and watching rubbish DVDs. Anything that meant he didn't have to think about the last few hours. A knock on the door startled him from his thoughts.

"Jo." He smiled as the new girl stood on his doorstep clutching a bottle of wine. "How did you find me?"

"Colin." She held out the wine. "I."

"Come in." He ushered her in out of the rain. "Things get too much with your flatmate?"

"Yeah." Jo sighed heavily. "Is that room still free?"

Zaf smiled his best charm smile. "Oh yes, but there are ground rules."

"Such as?"

"No leaving the toilet seat down." Zaf watched as she burst out laughing. "What?"

"I think I can manage that."

"And takeaways."

"What?"

"We have regular takeaways. No posh salady type things." Zaf pulled a face as Jo nodded.

"Hate salady things."

"Ok then." Zaf headed towards the kitchen. "I'll give you the guided tour."

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Adam ran a hand through his hair as Fiona walked into the bedroom. She smiled slightly as she realised he had been waiting for her.

"You ok?"

"Wes alright?"

"Yeah." Fiona smiled. "Out like a light. What is it?"

"Nazeem's boy." Adam pulled his side of the duvet back. "He's six months younger than Wes."

"So?"

"Fi." Adam turned to face her. "A child could have been killed. Actually two children could have been killed. His daughter is three years old."

"They are fine." Fiona sat on the bed staring at him.

"Are they? The boy was held at gunpoint. The little girl saw that and heard her mother screaming. How can any kid be ok after that? What if it was Wes?" Adam buried his face in his hands; he had thought Fiona would understand. She had already told him how she worried about Wes because of their jobs.

"It wasn't Wes. And those children got their Dad back. They have their lives back."

"Because of Zaf."

"And you." Fiona took a deep breath. "It was you that ordered Red Troop not to fire below four feet. It was you that tried to get the boy out of there."

"Innocent children."

"Adam." Fiona was beginning to get frustrated. It wasn't like Adam to take things to heart. "They and their parents are fine. It's over."

"Yeah." Adam smiled weakly. "I know."

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A/N May leave this as a one shot. Please review.