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Cuts and scrapes

"Erin." Calum got to his feet as Adam and Zaf walked onto the Grid. Zaf sighed. He was exhausted and angry. His car was his pride and joy, the fact that it was scratched made him feel awful. He was glad that Ros and Erin were ok but his beloved car was now in the bodyshop.

"Nasty wound to her right upper arm. Ros has dragged her to med bay." Zaf explained. "Looks like the bullet went straight through."

"Oh God." Tariq shook his head. He liked the new girl, seeing how similar she was to Ros. He daren't mention that when either woman was anywhere near. Zaf slumped in his desk.

"How did it go with the wannabe?"

"Not great." Calum nodded towards Harry's office. "Arkady tried to throttle Harry. Alec had to pull them apart. Ruth and Harry haven't come back yet."

"So much for a quiet break." Adam glared, he had known how much Harry had wanted to go away he hated the fact he had to drag him and Ruth back to London. The only consolation was the fact the kids were in the office, safe and sleeping.

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Erin winced as Mike cleaned her wound with saline and iodine.

"Nearly done. When was your last tetanus?"

"Six months ago." Erin pulled a face, she hated needles, the thought of yet another made her feel queesy.

"Ok. Looks like bullet went straight through. You're thin so it's a minor miracle you haven't lost an arm." Mike dressed the wound. "I would recommend admission for wound exploration and washout. IV antibiotics but I've long since stopped expecting any of Section D to listen to me." He raised an eyebrow as Erin swallowed hard.

"I'm not just a SCO I'm a single mum. I can't go into hospital. Is there an alternative?"

"I site a cannula now. Give you iv antibiotics now. Co-amoxiclav and metronidazole. Numb and wash the wound. Dress it and you stay out of the field until I say otherwise."

"Ok."

"You come to med bay three times a day. Everyday for antibiotics." Mike stated firmly.

"Ok." Erin paused. "I don't think I'm able to be in the field anyway." Mike nodded, relieved and slightly amazed that at least one of the officers on Harry's team seemed willing to listen to him.

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Ruth touched the side of Harry's neck, frowning as she looked at the bruising that was now plainly visible along his throat.

"Looks like you hit a nerve."

"I may have questioned his manhood and compared him to his father." Harry shrugged.

"Oh well done." Ruth raised an eyebrow, smiling slightly. "I'm going to go through the tapes. Erin is off active duty. Grid bound."

"Fair enough." Harry closed his shirt buttons and readjusted the red tie he was wearing. "Ruth."

"I've spoken to section A. That young man who's transfer request you have on your desk." Ruth bit her lip.

"Will something?"

"Crombie." Ruth kept walking.

"What about him?" Harry had a feeling Ruth had gone behind his back when Mike had been fussing over his injuries.

"Forget it." Ruth sighed. She raised her hands in defeat. "I was totally out of order. I'm just the analyst. I."

"You arranged his transfer?" Harry smirked.

"I called in a few favours. Sally Morgan owes me." Ruth looked away as Harry smirked.

"Do I want to know what she owes you?" Harry wanted to laugh, but it hurt too much.

"God no."

"Ok, so?"

"Will can cover for Erin while she's Grid bound."

"Fine."

"Really?"

"When does young William join our illustrious brotherhood?" Ruth rolled her eyes, remembering an old argument.

"When you sign the approval slip." Ruth smiled slightly as Harry raised an eyebrow. "He's good. Section A think he's trouble, difficult to control with an attitude to authority. Remind you of anyone?"

"Adam. Ros. Erin. Lucas. Alec. Beth. Calum. Tom. Ben. Jo."

Harry counted the names off on his fingers. Ruth smiled.

"I told you, he'll fit right in." Harry turned, almost pining her against the wall. Ruth looked up at him, resting a hand on his chest. He kissed her briefly, pulling back.

"Tell him, six month trial. Starting at 9 am." Ruth nodded, relieved that having a new field officer reduced Harry's chances of needing to follow his junior officers into the field. Harry held her gaze, remembering a time, years earlier when he wanted to pin her to the wall and kiss her senseless. Ruth smirked, remembering the same event from a lifetime ago. She smiled, touching his face gently.

"Adrenalin withdrawal?"

"I can't forget that can I? Mule." He kissed her gently before stepping back to let her step through the door back into the Grid.

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"Karl Arkady is known to you." Beth stated as she fell into step beside the larger man. The American pulled a face. "We know since the death of his father six years ago led to him coming to the fore."

"Classified."

"Todd." Beth smiled sweetly, aware that Dimitri was waiting for her. "We know he is in the UK. We know you've been following him, we need to know why." The overweight American smirked at her. She knew the Texan was underestimating her, it was the one thing she could use against him.

"Now, does Harry Pearce know you're here?"

"Of course." Beth glared at him. "Does your wife know about the hooker you see on a Thursday when you tell her that you are meeting the JIC?"

"I." He was clearly flustered. "Well."

"So? Karl Arkady." Beth folded her arms as she realused she was getting her own way. Dimitri looked across to see his girlfriend fold her arms. He couldn't help but admire her, she was the least likely spook he had ever met but he couldn't help but think the overweight CIA man had met his match.

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A/N filler chapter, please review

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