This is the last chapter I think. Thanks to all who have been reading and especially reviewing. xxx


It was early in the morning and they had both woken up happy but silently as they watched each other. Ruth's foot was drifting over his calf slowly as his hand drew random patterns on her waist. They were very close to one another and Harry was simply listening to her breathe in the early morning light. Eventually his arms tightened around her and he kissed her softly.

"Mm," she sighed gently, her head leaning against his shoulder. "I never want to move."

"Suits me just fine," he said stroking her hair. She smiled, her blue eyes sparkling. "I love you Ruth," he said quietly, making her eyes widen in surprise. "I always have. Ever since you dropped files all over the meeting room when you came in late." She smiled at the memory.

"God, I must have looked so incompetent," she said. "Just bursting into the room while you were in a meeting discussing the latest emergency."

"You were brilliant," he said, his hands tightly holding her waist. "I seem to remember you hacked into French intelligence within your first morning."

"Well I wanted to impress you didn't I?" she said with a smile.

"You were constantly doing that," he said. She closed the small gap between them and brushed her lips over his stubbled cheek.

"I love you too," she said with a smile. "Ever since you made that terrible joke when you first met me."

"Second time I met you," he reminded her. "You had an interview before appearing on the grid."

"You didn't say a word," Ruth reminded him. "You just sat there and looked at me like a mute."

"I wondered how someone of your clear beauty could be as intelligent as your file said you were," Harry admitted honestly. "And I was wondering if it was possible you'd ever want anything to do with me beyond a professional basis."

"You were just so silent," Ruth said, reminiscing. "I thought I'd already offended you."

"You've never offended me," Harry said. "Infuriate me and disagree with me constantly, but never anything worse."

She smiled when something occurred to her. "I'm not going to leave the Home Office though."

"I didn't ask you to," Harry said with a raised eyebrow.

"I love how things have become so much better personally with you, I do," she said stroking his arm. "But I don't want to come back to Thames House. My new job, it's a challenge and I do enjoy it. On the grid I'd become so good at my job that the challenge had gone. I'm not being arrogant…"

"No you're not," he agreed. "You were brilliant."

"Well, working for Towers is a new challenge. So I don't want to come back to the grid."

"I understand," he said with a smile. "I'll miss you though. Both your standard of work and watching you across the grid."

"Yes, well I'll always be waiting for you at home though won't I?" she said with a smile. "Isn't that better? Or would you prefer me going back to being only an employee?" she added with a sly smile.

"You must be joking," he said in a low growl before he kissed her passionately. When they parted her broad smile was matched by his, and everything felt right with the world.