Short one. Got to go to work. Thanks for reviews.


It was a curious thing, kissing Harry.

In fact, the thought came to her almost immediately.

Though on second thoughts 'curious' was not the right word, though the 'curious' thing and the thing that filled her mind completely was how well her lips fitted his. How well they slipped into place, curved and drifted together, how they seemed almost to know each other.

It was a brief thought.

It was a brief kiss.

The door at her back suddenly vibrated violently.

"Ruth?"

The knock came again.

"Ruth?" came Ros's voice.

She and Harry sprung apart. Now they stood looking at each other.

"Just a second," called Ruth.

"We haven't got a second. I need you in the briefing room now."

"Okay. I'm coming."

Ruth almost wished that Ros would stay as she realised she had no clue what she was about to say to Harry.

"Oh, and Harry," called Ros through the closed door, "we need you too."

The surprise flicked across Harry's face. The mortification settled on Ruth's.

"We better go," she said quickly.

"Ruth?" he stepped closer.

But the door opened in his face and she was gone.