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Sitting Ducks

Ros hated lock down. It had only been invoked once since she had joined Section D and that was once too often for Ros. She hated being kept in one place. She wanted to be out there chasing Caulfield and Morrison. Instead she was stood in the small kitchenette on the Grid. Malcolm sighed as he entered the kitchenette; he took in Ros' appearance noticing the same look on her face that he was certain caged lions wore. He sniffed the milk dubiously before making his tea. He had reminded Tariq to buy fresh milk but you could never be too certain he reasoned.

Ros sipped her tea as she watched Malcolm. He sighed before turning to her.

"Ros" he sighed as she looked directly at him.

"You know what gets me Malcolm? You know what really bugs me?" she replaced her cup in the sink.

"No Ros." he waited for the kettle to boil. "Although I may be able to hazard a guess."

"They know where we are. They knew Adam and Zoe were in Blackpool. There's no way they should have known about that. It was a last minute thing." she held Malcolm's gaze as he nodded.

"I will check the software, make sure we don't have a problem." he turned and walked back on to the Grid as Ros followed.

"Right, what have we got people?" Ros called out across the Grid.

"Two psychopaths that want us dead" Lucas deadpanned as Ros leant against his desk.

"Oh? Really? I hadn't noticed" she smiled as Lucas' eyes met hers "Usual Monday morning stuff then?" She folded her arms and winced as Lucas frowned.

"Ros" he almost whispered as she rested a hand on her abdomen.

"I'm ok" she smiled slightly "If this kid plays for Man United I will never forgive you" she pushed herself away from his desk as he smiled.

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"I suggest we do this in shifts, none of us are going to get much rest, not until those two are off the streets." she addressed the team as Zoe yawned. Harry was still in his office pacing up and down with the phone wedged to his ear as Ros outlined who would work when.

"Zoe, you and Zaf take the first break" both the bleary eyed spooks looked on gratefully. Zoe nodded before she stood and walked towards the kitchen in search of food.

"Then Tariq and Adam. Lucas and Malcolm, Harry and Ruth in that order." she saw various spooks nod as Lucas touched her arm.

"What about you?" she smiled at his concern.

"I'll rest don't worry" she walked across to Tariq's desk as Lucas knew she wouldn't rest unless he pushed her. "Tariq? Anything new for me?" she leant across his shoulders.

Ruth picked up her phone on the first ring. "Speaking." she paused as the other person spoke. "Ok thank you." hanging up the phone she was half way to the Pods when Zaf spoke up.

"Where are you off to?" His feet were still propped up on her desk. She didn't have the heart to make him move. She looked at the Pods before glancing towards Harry's office.

"I'll be back in two minutes" she was through the Pods as Harry exited his office. He saw her leave but kept his own counsel as he watched the doors whoosh closed.

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Samantha Caulfield was sat in a car opposite Thames House. It was a beautifully sunny day in early Spring and she was enjoying the sunshine as she watched the main doors of Thames House. Her companion remained silent as they watched. Ruth exited the doors of Thames House but didn't seem to notice them. Morrison had his hand on the car door, ready to leave as Samantha rested a hand on his knee.

"Oh don't rush" she sighed. Her Texan accent more pronounced than Sarah's had been. "We will see to her later. I want to give Harry Pearce a heart attack as much as you do but not yet. That blonde bitch and the tattooed freak are first. Sarah used to talk about the famous Ros Myers. Section Chief of Section D. She said she was almost invincible - a legend in MI 6 and MI 5. Completely invulnerable. But my Sarah was wrong. I followed her this morning, looks about ready to pop." she smiled as Morrison watched.

"Those two last night. Was almost too easy. Makes me slightly worried that these people are in charge of the country's security." he shook his head as she laughed.

"Yeah" she reached up and pulled him down in to a passionate kiss. He pulled away

"Sammy, these people are like sitting ducks. I've waited along time to finish Harry Pearce and his followers. I don't want to mess it up now." he looked over Samantha's shoulder at the doors to Thames House.

Samantha ran a hand along his face. "Oh honey" she laughed "Section D is finished. They just don't know it yet."

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Ruth looked up and down the street as she felt the panic rise. She had been certain she had seen something out of place on the CCTV in the main entrance of Thames House. Stan had called her down to collect a parcel that had arrived for her. She walked back to reception before picking up her parcel and practically running back to the Grid.

Stan just laughed at the Intel Analyst getting herself flustered. He couldn't help but wonder what she had got involved in this time.

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The Pod doors were barely open as she shouted across the Grid.

"They're here" she clutched the parcel in both hands as Adam got to his feet.

"Tariq!" he yelled as Tariq waved a hand, he had a feeling he knew what Adam wanted.

"Already on it" he punched co-ordinates into the computer to pull up the CCTV footage of the street outside.

"Red citreon" Ruth reached her desk as Adam nodded "07 plate, scratch on offside bumper. Blonde driving" she saw Ros narrow her eyes as Harry walked towards her.

"Sounds familiar" Zoe yawned as her and Zaf emerged from the kitchen.

"Ruth" Harry watched her catch her breath as Tariq focused on the CCTV footage. He pulled the car into sharp focus. The driver's long blonde hair clearly seen.

"What's in the parcel?" he looked at the shoe box shaped parcel as if it might explode at any moment, he knew it would have been scanned for explosives at the main entrance but still didn't like the idea of Ruth recieving parcels from these people. He was sure she was being singled out for a reason, but didn't want to scare her.

"Don't know" she sighed. She had the feeling it wasn't going to be anything nice. Ros stood next to Harry as she read the address.

"Ruth Evershed, Section B" she narrowed her eyes.

"Last time they used your married name. We haven't been section B for years. What are they playing at?" she looked at Ruth who just shrugged.

Lucas walked towards them. He shook his head. "Head games. She's like her sister. Messing with people's heads is what she is good at. They are showing they know our history. They think they know more about us" Harry could see Lucas' logic as he rested his hand on Ruth's back. She could feel herself calm a little as she re read the address on the parcel.

"I'm not opening it" her eyes were wide as Harry nodded.

"Ah, it may be wise" Malcolm turned away from his monitor to address the team. "If you examined this footage while I run that parcel through the X-ray scanner" he turned the monitor so the team could watch while he picked up the parcel.

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Ruth stared at the computer monitor, the grainy pictures showed the small red car opposite the main entrance of Thames House clearly on the screen. She sighed as she looked at the monitor. Ros was stood next to her visibly annoyed.

"I do not like this" Ros' voice was low and her eyes remained on the screen.

"It feels like we are here waiting for them to react." Ruth agreed. She frowned at the screen as the image of Morrison attempting to leave the car was on screen.

"We are. That's what I don't like. Look sooner or later we have to leave the Grid. Harry and I will have to go to Whitehall. The Home Office will want to see us eventually." Ros stood with her hands on her hips as Harry approached.

"Not to mention my esteemed colleagues at the JIC" Harry interrupted as Ruth nodded.

"Yes" she ran a hand over her eyes.

"So, Harry what do we do? Stay in here and rot or take the fight to them?" Ros held Harry's gaze as he smiled slightly.

"Take the fight to them" Ruth sighed as Harry met her eyes. Ros smiled

"I knew you would say that." she'd long since given up hope of Harry ever taking the easy way out.

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