Adam, relieved at how well Wes seemed to have accepted their story, smiled across at Ros, stretching out a hand for her to come and join him on the bed. Slowly she got up and came to sit beside him, allowing Adam to pull her close. She leaned back for a moment;

"Well that's the explanation so far. But what now?"

"I don't know. Lets figure it out as we go shall we?"

"Well, it is kind of important…" she was silent as he leaned in to kiss her. "Well, maybe we could think about it later…" she said softly against his mouth. He parted her lips with his tongue, gently nipping her bottom lip and she sighed with pleasuret. His lips travelled across her jaw line and down to her neck as he buried his face in her hair, inhaling her scent. She felt her mind lose the power of thought as he slipped his hand under her blouse, cupping her breast and she arched in to him, her fingers buried in his hair. Adam knew they should stop, Wes was only a door away, but he was starting to lose control. With extreme will power he pulled away from her, leaving then both breathing heavily. He reached out and brushed her hair away from her face before kissing her more gently.

"We'll have to continue this later, I think." She nodded, a mischievous look in her eyes;

"What time does Wes go to bed?"

"Early if we tire him out! Got any ideas?"

Having taken Wes on a thoroughly exhausting afternoon trip with extensive walking, ice-skating and general frenetic activity, Ros and Adam found themselves back in the hotel room, Wes having gone to bed without complaint. Adam poured Ros a glas of wine and handed it to her, saying;

"You were really good with him today. I wouldn't have had you down as the motherly type."

"I'm not, really." She said thoughtfully, "Well, I don't think I am. I never really had a chance to find out. Anyway, Wes is easy, he's a nice kid". Adam smiled;

"Yes. He is. He spotted you first today too, so I'm feeling pretty grateful right now." Adam sat on the edge of the bed and put his glass down on the floor. "I suppose we should talk about what we're going to do…"

"We could," replied Ros, putting her glass down too and coming closer, "Or we could wait til morning." He looked at her, waiting to see what she would do next, his breath catching as she straddled him where he sat on the edge of the bed, one knee either side of him. She took his face in her hand and kissed him, loving being in control again, feeling his pulse quicken beneath her fingers. He slid his hands under her blouse and up her back, unclasping her bra as he did so, moving his hands around to her front, making her gasp as he rubbed his thumbs across her nipples. He tipped her off and rolled her on to her back, so they were both lying full length on the bed. He undid the buttons of her blouse, pushing it off her shoulders. She sat up slightly to allow her bra to fall away. Adam buried his fingers in her hair, tipping her head back to kiss her mouth before trailing kisses down her neck, along her collarbone before reaching her breasts. She arched her back to encourage him and moaned as he sucked her breast. She moved her hand downwards, sliding it inside the waistband of his trousers, feeling him hard against her hand. She struggled with his belt and he moved back to free himself, leaving her suddenly bereft. She reached for him again, desperate to have him close. She wriggled out of her skirt, pushing her hips against him, and though he had been intending to continue teasing he found he could not resist any longer. As he finally slid in to her she moaned with pleasure, wrapping her legs around his waist and moving with him. He moved his hand between them, touching her in exactly the right spot and she began to spiral out of control, her breath coming faster as she clung to him. As she shuddered to a climax, Adam sped up his movements, coming seconds after her, before collapsing on top of her, his head resting on the pillow beside hers. As their breathing slowed she slowly stroked his shoulders and back, drawing lazy circles with her fingernails. After a few minutes he shifted off her slightly, nudging her on to her side and leaving one leg hooked over hers. As they spooned together Ros was overwhelmed by the feeling of being complete. As she listened to Adam's breathing regulate to that of someone deeply asleep, she smiled to herself, and, closing her eyes relaxed in to what felt like the most peaceful sleep she'd had in years.

Adam woke first the following morning and carefully propped himself up on one arm, gazing at the sleeping Ros lying on her side beside him. He wanted to let her sleep, she looked so peaceful, but he knew they needed to talk before Wes got up. He gently stroked her face and she rolled on to her back and smiled up at him.

"Hello"

"Hello" he smiled back and bent his head to kiss her. She sighed contentedly, before her consciousness flooded back to her. A look of consternation crossed her face.

"what are we going to do, Adam? I'm dead remember…"

"Well, we have another week here yet, so we can make the most of that for a start… and then…

"And then?"

"And then I don't know. I don't think I can bear not seeing you again. I don't think it'll do my career much good either-Harry's been thoroughly fed up with me since you "died".

"Does he know? That I'm not…that I'm alive?"

"I'm not sure. He hasn't let on but I wouldn't be surprised."

"Well, either way, I can't go back. And you have to. And that's about the situation summed up isn't it?" her heart sank even as she said the words. She knew she would have to let go again and for a moment regretted letting her guard down at all, if she had just stayed strong, the way she always had, she wouldn't have left herself so vulnerable now. Cursing her own fallibility she swung her legs out of the bed, reaching for her discarded clothes. Adam touched her on the shoulder;

"Don't go all cold on me now. We can work this out… I'll come back often"

"How can you do that? It's not exactly down the road, Adam. I'm in Canada."

"I'm owed a lot of leave. I'll say I need to clear my head, come here for a month or so. Surely a long distance thing is better than nothing."

"maybe. But you know what will happen, work will get in the way, or you'll meet someone else, you're not exactly the faithful type."

"Where you're concerned, I could be. I want to at least try Ros." He moved closer to her, til she could feel his mouth beside her ear, "Don't you?"

"Of course" She replied softly. "But what will you tell Harry about you're sudden need for frequent trips across the Atlantic."

"I'll tell him…I know, I'll tell him the truth!"

"You'll what??"

"I'll tell him the truth. That I've met this fantastic woman in Canada who I'm crazy about and that I want to spend time with her!"

"Crazy about eh? She said, turning to face him.

"Completely insane" he replied, laughing as she kissed him.

The following week passed in a blur for both of them, Ros called sick in to work and they spent their days taking Wes out around the city and their nights wrapped in each others arms. On their last morning they had breakfast together in Ros's apartment before Ros returned to work and Adam and Wes left for the airport. They had decided that it would be too dangerous for the two of them to be seen in a location so tightly monitored by CCTV. Wes unexpectedly hugged Ros goodbye, causing her eyes to well up. She hadn't even looked at Adam yet and this was the state she was in! Adam sent Wes outside to wait for the taxi, causing him to say

"Oh gross, more snogging"

"Yeah probably, mate," responded Adam, grinning, "So get out of here while you still have you're breakfast!" Wes picked up his backpack, waved to Ros and headed down to the street. Ros and Adam looked at each other and stepped together in one fluid movement.

"I promise I'll be back" whispered Adam in to her hair.

"Don't make promises you can't keep" Adam pulled away and looked at her earnestly;

"I mean it, Ros, I will come back. We'll sort something out."

"It's just all such a mess…I can't keep starting again, Adam"

"You won't have to. Go back to work. Smile. Tell people you've got a Brit boyfriend!"

"You'd better go" she hugged him again and kissed him gently on the lips. He started down the steps from her apartment before stopping half way down and racing back to her.

"Ros, I forgot…"

"what?"

"I forgot to tell you… I love you" Suddenly she felt like her heart would burst. She had never placed much store by those three little words, she had said it to countless men when using them for ops, even a couple of other boyfriends and she knew they could mean nothing, but looking at Adam, who had saved her life, risked his and his career by coming to find her, she felt that this time, maybe they meant a lot. She kissed him again, more passionately, linking her arms around his neck, before releasing him and pushing him gently toward the steps.

"I love you too, Adam"

He grinned and waved as he raced down the steps and in to the waiting taxi with Wes. Ros waved back and stood watching until the cab was out of sight, before re-entering her small apartment with very mixed feelings.