Epilogue
They sat.
Her on the sofa, him in the chair.
They sat and they looked and they wondered what to do.
So hopeless were they.
Not lacking in hope but just ridiculously hopeless.
Neither spoke.
Harry was too satisfied with the thought that he'd finally broken through the walls she had always thrown up around herself.
Ruth was too stunned that something she had spent months wrestling with, was now so simply resolved. She reconsidered, 'simply' was not the term for what had happened tonight.
"Harry?"
"Yes."
"What do we do now?"
He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"I've got more cable ties."
"Don't even think about it...well, at least not tonight."
He smirked.
"An hour or two ago, Ruth, you said you wanted to go home."
She gazed at him.
"I am home, Harry."
His heart felt full.
"It's late," he said, "let's go to bed."
A/N I'm actually getting quite worried. I've handcuffed them together, tied Ruth up and gagged and bound them in a cell. Perhaps it's me with a strange bondage fetish! Anyway hope, you enjoyed.