Jo: "Pretty convenient for you, though, isn't it? Lets you just bail out when the going gets tough and abandon your officers to their fate."

Adam: "I didn't –"

Jo: "We left Zaf to die in fear and agony. And you left me on my own. Remember that?"

- Episode 6.10

"Do you remember when I first started Ruth?"

Ruth actually smiled and the smile reached her eyes. "You saved my life. Thanks for that."

Jo laughed too. "Can you imagine me as a journalist? That's what I set out to be."

"Life would have been a lot simpler. What happened Jo? What happened to all of us? We're a psychiatrist's worst nightmare."

There were shadows under Jo's eyes. She didn't answer Ruth for a long time. "We did our duty. We all did our duty Ruth, and it was worth it. We've saved lives, protected our country. We've achieved more than most."

"Do you really believe that?"

"I have to believe it."

Ruth was studying Jo's face. "You're like Ros. You've changed. There was a fresh faced innocence about you when I knew you. That's long gone isn't it."

"Things happened while you were away. Bad things too Ruth. All of us have suffered in some way, Harry just as much as the rest of us in his own way."

Ruth frowned, moved closer to Jo, whispered, "Tell me."

But Jo was no longer there on the steps next to Ruth, she was back in the darkness, back with false French endearments, creeping hands, night time horrors and running, running, running until both feet bled.

The silence grew. Jo looked so vacant. It was as if Ruth wasn't there at all. Finally Jo moved, shook her head slightly, woke herself up. "It doesn't matter Ruth, honestly it doesn't. There are some things that can never be explained."

"Malcolm said Zaf was killed by The Red Backs. That must have been hard Jo. I'm sorry I wasn't here for you."

Jo shrugged. "Don't be. I got by." She shuddered once. "They got me too Ruth, they got me too."

"But you're still here. They didn't break you."

"The scars aren't visible ones, Ruth. There are things worse than murder, worse than torture." Her voice dropped, "It's just what they do to women they capture. It's just what they do."

Ruth's throat caught and constricted. There were tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, so, so sorry."

Jo smiled gently. "I already told you Ruth; don't be. Ros taught me something you know. In this job it's the women who pay over and over. We have to be stronger than the men. We pay the highest price, but we always survive."

Ruth said nothing.

'Be strong Ruth. Come back."

Ruth forced out a smile, nodded hesitantly. She was still trying not to cry. Jo gripped Ruth's hand tight. "It's alright to cry Ruth. It's alright to grieve. But don't let the pain rule your life. I did for a long time and it never helped me to move on."

It took Ruth a long time to answer. "If you managed Jo, I will try my hardest." Every time I see you Jo, I will draw strength from your bravery.

Jo smiled with relief. "I'll go tell Harry."