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Summary: See chapter #1

Authors notes:

1: flashback

2. "" Dialogue, '' thoughts.

3. Italics is an email

4. C.O.S.: Change of Scenery

Fallen: Chapter #11

Much to his annoyance Danny was awakened by the phone.

"What?" he grumbled, still holding the vain hope that the person would go away.

"You should get over here; we have some movement in the hotel." Colin answered. Danny sighed and said: "I'm on my way." He hung up the phone got ready and left. He grabbed a coffee as he neared the hotel and pushed open the door to the van:

"Okay, what have we got?" He asked.

"Tessa was seen entering the hotel a few hours and our guy was seen meeting her. We've taken the liberty of moving a team into position, and tapping into the in-house security cameras." Ruth reported. Danny sat down in the chair and put on the headphones being offered to him. There was silence as Ruth cued the tape up of what took place earlier, and pressed play.

The tape showed Tessa entering the hotel to be met by the man in the photo. She was grinning as he led the way upstairs. He noticed an identifying mark and said:

"Pause it, back it up." Ruth moved to back up the tape.

"Right there, freeze." Ruth froze the picture as the man in it, looked at the camera head on. Danny could see the facial structure: high cheek bones, and steel-grey eyes. He also had a fresh scar running across his left cheek.

Ruth's eyes switched questioningly from the tape to Danny and back to the tape.

"Danny, who is this?" Ruth finally asked

"Herman Zeigler." Danny answered. Ruth looked at him again and replied in a quiet voice:

Ruth looked at him quizzically: "He's never shown up on our radar before."

Danny heaved a heavy sigh: Would you please look into it for me?"

"Okay, I'll get right on it, as soon as we get back to the Grid." Ruth answered

Danny wondered idly how the angry red scar appeared on his cheek. Danny reached for his cell phone and stepped outside, saying to Ruth:

"I have to make a phone call, come and get me if anything changes." He shut the door and walked away. As he walked away from the hotel he dialed the familiar number of Tom's flat, hoping that he'd get Zoe before she left for school. It rang twice before Zoe picked up:

"Hello?"

"Hi, it's me. We appear to have stumbled onto a problem concerning our new boss." Danny told her.

"Stumbled how?"

"I got a call this morning, to come to the team at the hotel. I did, and was greeted by video tape of Tessa entering the hotel, and being met by a man." Danny was silent for a while, leaving her to make the conclusion.

"It's Joyce. Oh Danny, how sure are you that it's him?" Zoe asked.

"I'm having Ruth check into it for further proof, but I'm fairly certain." Danny replied. There was silence, as Zoe comprehended the repercussions.

"It's enough to get her fired." Zoe finally said.

"Yes." Danny replied.

"I've got to go, take Maisie to school, and get settled in myself. They've got me teaching 1st grade."

"Good luck."

"Thanks."

Danny pressed end on his cell phone and made his way back to the van. He opened the door and Ruth nearly fell out.

"I was just coming to find you. We've found something, and you're not going to like it." Ruth told him. Danny stepped inside, and sat down, to be greeted with the expected video of Tessa coming out of the hotel.

"Can you do a freeze frame and make copies on it?"

"I'll get right on it.

C.O.S.: Hospital

Harry walked up the corridor for what was the 20th time that day. He knew every inch of it, usually from his late night wanderings when he couldn't sleep thanks to the nightmares. But this day he was anxious, as if he was waiting for something, but he didn't know what. He made his way from the end of the hall back to his room. Maybe if he read a book… He maneuvered himself through the doorway and was greeted by the site of Jools Siviter half-lounging in the visitor's chair. Harry bit back the urge to ask who let him in, and purposely ignoring him made himself comfortable in the bed.

"Hello Harry. I just thought I'd come by and see how you were doing." Jools started off.

"I'm fine; the doctor says I should be home in a day or so." Harry replied. Jools moved and shut the door. Harry stared straight ahead, and wished Jools would just go away.

"It's a nasty business- being shot by your own officer, and then that officer kills himself. It must indeed be a bitter pill to swallow, knowing that he'll never face justice. And it must be extra nasty for you. Tom Quinn was your golden boy, the one who would take over for you when you finally retired. To have him shoot you must have been the ultimate betrayal." Jools began

"Is there a point to this visit or do you just want to gloat?" Harry said, as he finally got fed up.

"What would you have done had Tom Quinn lived?" Jools asked.

"He would be facing charges of treason, dereliction of duty, endangering his fellow officers. He would either be dead, in jail, or on trial" Harry rhymed off what charges he could remember there were several more which could be added. Harry paused, puzzled as to where the other man was taking it.

"Personally I would have liked to ask him why. Why he didn't come to me in the first place with the fax, why he didn't trust me, why he went off on his own with that blasted Dale woman. I would have liked to ask him why he shot me." Harry finished the anger showing in his tone.

"What if that were possible? What if we only thought Tom Quinn died that day. What if he just disappeared for a while?" Jools asked.

"Our world doesn't run on 'what if' Jools. I need some cold hard facts." Harry retorted. In response Jools stood up, reached inside his pocket and pulled out some of snapshots and laid them out on the table in front of Harry. Harry looked at the photos then looked up questioningly. He recognized the building, and the people in them. He looked up at Jools:

"How did you get these?"

"I've had a pair of my agents on the Canadian Embassy for sometime, merely watching for interest's sake. A few days ago a man the same size and build as good-old Tom was seen entering the embassy, I would assume to see Ms. MacDonald. So under the suspicion that it was the golden boy, I had Ms. MacDonald tailed for a couple of days. One day I had her followed to a park, where she met with, no wait for it… that same guy." Jools answered.

"Are you aware of just how many different international laws you have broken?" Harry asked

"I was actually informed quite recently by Jamie. My, she has an angry streak in her." Jools replied dryly.

"She had every bloody right to be angry. You put her at risk, you put her agents at risk, and you put her country's security at risk." Harry angrily told him. The pair was silent for a while. Harry looked through the snapshots again, suspecting Jools hadn't told him all of what was going on.

"There's more isn't there?" He asked.

"My agents while they were tailing Jamie tailed her to an area pub one evening where she had dinner with Danny and Zoe. Jamie came out, got in the car and left she appeared to be in quite the hurry. She was quickly followed by…" Jools left off.

"Danny and Zoe." Harry finished and was silent for a while, as he sat back against his pillows with his mind reeling. Jools picked up his coat and moved towards the door:

"For what it's worth, I do hope you feel better soon." Jools said, putting his scarf around his neck, and shrugging into his coat. Harry smiled grimly in response. Jools Siviter left. Harry slowly moved to pick up the phone on his bedside table. He dialed Danny's cell phone number.

"Hunter." Danny picked it up on the first ring.

"Would you come and see me. It's urgent." Harry replied.

"On my way." Danny replied. Danny made his way to the car, with the distinct feeling of being summoned.

That ends this installment.

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A.B.