disclaimer not mine. Only one review for the last chapter. Are people getting fed up of this story? I will finish it as I have an idea for a new story featuring Harry's past in and present day Grid.

Harry's Game

Ruth walked from her desk to answer the phone ringing in Harry's office. She still couldn't shake the feeling something wasn't right. She knew Beth was still at the hospital with Lucas but the rest of the team still had to call in their locations.

"Yes." She answered the phone, knowing she was breaking protocol but not caring in the slightest. An electronic voice read off Ros' call sign. "Ros? Oh my God. Where are you?"

"Ruth, where's Harry?" Ros sounded exhausted. Her voice strained with pain.

"Whitehall." Ros explained.

"There's nothing scheduled for today." Ros gasped as she looked around her, knowing a sniper's bullet could hit her at any second. The telephone box felt like a goldfish bowl. She needed to get back to Thames House before the short, stocky woman she had left when she escaped found her.

"Towers called. Where are you? Are you alright?" Ros closed her eyes as she listened to her friend. She knew Ruth would be trying to get Malcolm's attention as she spoke. She pictured the Grid as she tried not to focus on the pain burning through her shoulder or the fact that she still had no idea what had happened to Lucas.

"Of course I'm ok. I need to be picked up. I'm outside Harrods."

"Harrods?" Ruth bit her lip as she spoke.

"Yeah, can you get Lucas to pick me up?" The sweat poured down her face as the pain threatened to take hold.

"I'll have Zaf there in a few minutes." Ros closed her eyes. She had prayed that the woman had been lying when she told her Lucas was dead. She dreaded to think what had happened to him. "Ros? Are you still there?"

"Yeah." Ros gasped. "I've got to get moving."

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Harry took his foot off the accelerator, hoping that the driver in the little black car behind him would realise he had been spotted and drop back. Unfortunately the citeron driver either didn't care or had no idea he had been spotted. He narrowed his eyes as the small black car continued to advance. The quiet London street did nothing to distract the public from what was clearly happening. Swearing under his breath he pushed his foot on the accelerator and shot the red light at the end of the street, knowing that the citeron driver risked being picked up on the speed camera photograph if he did the same.

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"Alec." Adam jogged towards him. "Zaf just called. We've got a location for Ros."

"Great." Alec turned to face the younger man as the drizzle soaked the blood stained alleyway. "Who found her?"

"She did." Adam smiled slightly. "She got out, called Ruth. Zaf is on his way over there now. Just thinking about providing some back up."

"No." Alec frowned. "Let Zaf go. She's a tough one and if anyone has to tell her about Lucas it should be her friend." Alec walked back towards the car. "Come on, you can tell me what the girl in the off licence said."

"Who said it was a girl?" Adam laughed.

"Because I know you, Adam Carter." Alec shook his head.

"And I am Ros' friend."

"Yeah." Alec agreed. "But you are also her ex. Let Zaf tell her."

"How?"

"Ruth isn't the only one that can put in the research." Alec led him back towards the car wondering what Zaf would find.

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Zoe walked onto the Grid, slightly concerned that Ruth had called her back to Thames House. The Grid was in it's usual state of apparently organised chaos. Tariq sat hunched over his computer, Calum called out to Malcolm who was in deep conversation with Dimitri and Ruth.

"Guys." She headed towards the analyst and the junior officer. "You want to see this." She raised her hand to show the large brown envelope. "This has been planned for months."

"The police still have no leads on any of the murders." Calum stated as he walked up to them. "Been to get the holiday snaps, Zo."

"Not holiday ones." Zoe sighed. "But you will recognise the people in them."

"Right." Dimitri frowned. "Let's have a look."

"I'll call Harry back." Ruth stated calmly. "If they are what I think they are then he needs to know about this." She turned and walked back into the office while Dimitri and the others headed into the Briefing Room just as Alec and Adam walked into the Grid.

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Zaf walked towards the famous department store knowing that Ros would have hidden herself somewhere near by. There was no way she would have stepped insid the shop. Her jeans and leather jacket would give her away as out of place in seconds.

"Don't say a word." Zaf smiled as he heard the familiar voice behind him. Slowly he turned to see her leaning heavily against an alleyway. She was pale and her blonde hair caked in sweat and blood. One arm lolled dangerously at her side.

"Ros."

"I've dislocated a shoulder. Coulddo with a hand to get it back in."

"A&E."

"No." Ros narrowed her eyes. "I spend too much bloody time there. Help me, Zaf." He nodded as he took hold of her injured arm.

"Dunno if this will work."

"Isn't it how you put your own arm back in it's socket after.."

"The redbacks. Yeah. But I still get trouble with it now." Zaf frowned. "If I could have got to a doctor I would have done."

"Well, just do it." Ros gritted her teeth as Zaf pulled her arm to her side, hearing the pop of the bone sliding back into place. Ros' knees buckled for just a second before Zaf caught her.

"Ok?"

"Yeah." Ros swallowed hard, shoving the pain into her gut. "Now, what happened to Lucas?"

"I."

"The bitch killed him." Ros looked away, determined to stop the tears that came to her eyes.

"No, he's injured." Zaf lead her back to the car. "Beth is with him at the hospital. He's under police guard too. These people seriously want you and Harry dead. It doesn't really bother them who gets in the way. Do you want me to take you to the hospital? To see him?" Ros shook her head.

"No, I need a shower and clean clothes first. And to see my kids."

"They're with Carrie." Zaf smiled. "They are both fine."

"Good." Ros smiled slightly. "But as you said, these people don't care who gets in their way."

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"This is seriously warped." Tariq looked at the photos. "Someone has to have been following them for weeks."

"So it seems." Malcolm frowned. "I'll take this one, see if it has been falsified in some way." He picked up the photograph with Ros and Towers walking side by side. Zoe nodded.

"It's creepy."

"It's more than that." Dimitri looked at the photos. "They can be the best at what they do."

"And they are." Ruth stated calmly.

"But all these are from a long lens." Dimitri stated. "Harry and Ros couldn't have known they were being photographed. We should be thankful they were photographed and not shot."

"Yeah." Adam nodded, glad that the others seemed to think this was as serious as he did. "I want to talk to Kat. I'm not falling for this little girl lost routine. She knows who took these. She knows where that Clare is."

"I'll come with you." Zoe stated. Adam nodded as a phone started ringing in the background. Ruth rolled her eyes before disappearing to answer it. The door to the Briefing Room opened to allow Ros and Zaf to walk in.

"No, I'll talk to her." Ros stated. "Let her sweat a bit longer. I think I know who this Clare woman is and where she was this morning at least."

"Ros." Adam took in her dishevelled appearance.

"I'm going to the hospital. Then I am going to talk to her." Ros held her injured arm gingerly as Ruth walked back in.

"Where's Harry?" Zaf turned to his friend as the colour drained from Ruth's face.

"That was Sophie." Ruth swallowed. "Tower's secretary."

"What is it?" Ros asked.

"Harry never made it to Whitehall."

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A/N Next time Ros and Lucas meet up. What happened to Harry and is Towers involved? Please review.