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Reality Check.

Ruth paused, her hand on the door handle as Harry watched. The rain splattered the windscreen and he knew she was having second glances at getting out in the rain. He smiled as she took a deep breath.

"Ruth."

"When we walk in the Grid it's back to real life." Ruth sighed. "I mean."

"I know what you mean." Harry rested a hand on hers. "We go on as we always have at work. It's none of anyone's business what happened on the weekend."

"I know." Ruth smiled slightly. "I really shouldn't have got that drunk."

"Well, for one. I am glad you did." Harry smiled as Ruth blushed furiously. "Now close the door. You are not walking in this weather. I need an analyst that doesn't have pneumonia."

"But."

"If anyone says anything I will ask as to why they aren't concentrating on the matter at hand."

Ruth bit her bottom lip before nodding and closing the door on the awful weather.

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"Nightingale." Ros snapped as she looked around the Grid. "Lucas? What does Nancy Drew have to say about it? Walker let anything slip?"

"No." Lucas looked up from his computer screen just as the Pod doors opened. Ruth walked in, headed straight to her own workstation. "Ruth? Have you seen this?"

"I just arrived." Ruth shrugged off her jacket before sitting down. "What happened?"

"Walker is dead and we think he may have been the CIA's link to Nightingale." Tariq stated. "But something doesn't add up. I'm doing a financial search on him and his family."

"Only on Walker?" Ros stated.

"No, a few others." Tariq looked up. Ruth frowned slightly before looking towards Harry's office to see him already at his desk. Smiling slightly she knew none of the others had seen Harry slip in to the Grid via the fire escape. She bit her bottom lip as she caught his eye.

"Ruth." Lucas walked across to her desk. "Anything?"

"No GCHQ chatter. No unusual internet activity and nothing out of the ordinary." She leant back in her chair. Lucas closed his eyes for a moment.

"This is impossible."

"No it isn't." Harry stated as he emerged from his office. "Ros, we are to meet with the Home Secretary in one hour. Ruth? My office. Now." He turned and stormed into the office. Tariq raised an eyebrow as Ros and Lucas exchanged glances. The last thing Ros wanted was another trip to see Blake.

"Have you upset him?" Lucas smiled.

"No more than usual." Ruth sighed, apparently resigned to a ticking off from Harry. She pushed her chair back and headed to the office. Ros shook her head before calling Lucas' name. Seconds later everything about Ruth's apparent place in Harry's bad books was forgotten.

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"Yes Harry." Ruth closed the office door behind her.

"Are you alright?" He watched as she crossed the office towards him.

"I'm ok. It was a good idea." She paused. "For us to come in seperately. Thank you."

"Anything to stop that lot from losing concentration. Lucas and Ros are not gossips but Tariq is so young." Harry paused. "Ruth."

"He's chasing the money." She smiled as Harry raised an eyebrow. "Trying to see if Walker was being paid by Nightingale. It's worth looking into at least."

"Yes." Harry held her gaze. "Any lead is useful at any this stage." Ruth nodded before glancing towards the main Grid. None of the others seemed to notice what was going on.

"Harry." Ruth glanced at his tie before lifting her eyes to meet his. "This weekend."

"Was probably the best weekend I've had in a very, very long time." He smiled, his voice low. "Ruth."

"Even with me vomiting, acting like a drunken idiot and making a fool of myself?" She blushed as he raised an eyebrow.

"You did not make a fool of yourself." Harry stated firmly. "I think I quite like a drunken Ruth."

"Oh." Ruth touched his hand as time seemed to stand still. "Maybe we could.." The door to the office burst open as Tariq appeared in the doorway.

"Tariq - next time would you be so kind as to acquaint your hand with the wooden panel of my office door before barging in?" Harry snapped as Tariq stepped back.

"Oh right, yeah. Sorry." Tariq glanced at Ruth sympathetically. Ruth smiled, aware that Tariq really believed she had been reprimanded for something. "Only, you really want to see this."

"Ok." Harry sighed before ushering him out of the office. "Ruth, we will continue this later." He winked as Ruth nodded happily.

"Yes, Harry." She smiled as Tariq headed towards his desk. "I think we will."

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A/N And this then leads into One Night Only and One Night Only Redux. Please review.