Still kind of making it up as we go along, but anyway here's Chapter 2!

"It wasn't just another life, though, was it Harry?" smirked Jason Graves.

"No, if you were listening to me, you would have heard me say it was the life of my most senior analyst, in fact the best analyst the service possesses."

"Your loyalty does you justice, I'm sure."

"Thank you" said Harry sardonically. He had always hated the man and this wasn't helping.

"But tell me, when one of your officers is injured do you always spend the night at the hospital with them?"

Harry looked up at Graves. "Occasionally."

"What even when their injuries are merely a few scratches and burns?"

Harry said nothing, his jaw was set and his eyes fixed.

"Drop the façade. You're incapable of a rational decision. You've been shagging Ruth on and off for years."

"Tariq, come on..." exclaimed Beth, she could see Harry's temper was rising.

"I'm nearly there. They've updated their systems….any second." He said attacking his keyboard.

"Ruth?"

"Just drive, Dimitri, I'll explain in a minute." She raised the phone. "Beth, what's happening?"

"We've had a problem but we're nearly there."

"Harry?" Ruth asked.

"Is getting angry" Beth answered.

"Tell Tariq, it has to be now."

Harry had had enough. He wouldn't listen to this anymore. He had saved Ruth and he would do it again a thousand times over, without hesitation under the same circumstances. If Albany had been real, would he have done it? No. He knew that. He knew that those circumstances would have been unbearable, but he could not have sacrificed Albany and the thousands, perhaps millions of lives with it. Fortunately he didn't have to face the consequences of that decision. He wasn't sure he could have lived with himself either way. Here and now though he knew that the committee would never believe that. What did he care if they wanted to hang him out to dry, did it all really matter anymore? Ruth clearly had no feelings for him, she'd forgiven him maybe but that was all. He felt rejected and tired, weary of the work and weary of his life. The one thing they couldn't and wouldn't do to him was to sully Ruth's reputation and to belittle his feelings for her. Yes, he loved her, yes he saved her and to hell with a national secret. To hell with all of them.

"Do not speak her name" Harry growled at Graves.

"Hit a nerve?' Asked the DG

Graves smiled "Not a good career choice to make your decisions with your dick, Harry."

The chair began to fly across the floor and Harry was only a couple of feet away from grabbing Graves by the throat when the fire alarm began its deafening howl.

"Done it!" said Tariq.

"Ruth, they're clearing the building." Beth watched the room Harry was in emptying.

"Did he say anything?"

"No, but I think he was about the kill the head of Six."

Dimitri pulled to a stop. "We're here, Ruth."