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Zaf sat in the Ford Focus waiting for Zoe to return. He didn't like waiting around. The rain continued to lash down on the small car as Zaf glared out of the side window. The rain made visibility poor but Zaf was able to see enough to know that Zoe was no where to be seen. Pulling his mobile out of his Parka pocket he punched in the number he had on speed dial for her. He'd waited over half an hour and was not happy that she had failed to return. The mobile rang three times before he hung up. He ran again. It was code for "where are you? are you ok?" that he and Zoe had invented when he'd returned from his experience in the car crusher. It had been Zoë's idea. He didn't like feeling useless and sat in the Focus in the pouring rain was making him feel just that.

Zoe was huddled in the bandstand of the local park. She was freezing cold as she listened to Morgan. He had been an asset of hers for a few years and had been run by Fiona in her absence. He had usually been reliable but today he wasn't as forthcoming as she would have liked. She glared at the puring rain as the droplets bounced off the roof of the bandstand. It was times like this she wished she was as intimidating as Ros or as intelligent as Ruth. She had to get some information from Morgan, it was imperitive they found Morrison quickly. If the Head of the JIC found out they had released Morrison after he had been wanted for murdering a prison guard and awaiting trial for terrorist activity then there would be hell to pay. At the very least Harry would loose his job and Section D would be disbanded. She didn't want that to happen.

"C'mon Morgan. This bloke is bad news, really bad news. You must have heard something" she was soaked to the skin and wanted nothing more than to get back to Zaf. Morgan shrugged his shoulders as the rain water ran down his face.

"I told you what I know. You lot nicked him. Pissed him off a bit that did." Zoe nodded. She had hated the idea of releasing him but now that the tracking device Tariq had invented seemed to be failing she was more worried than ever. The only consolation the fact that Samantha Caulfield was in custody.

"Have you met him?" Zoe shivered as her mobile began to vibrate in her pocket. She knew it was Zaf worrying about her. She ignored the phone.

"Few times. Bit of a thug really. Not exactly a candidate for MENSA if you get my meaning" Morgan smiled. "Look I ain't seen him since you lot had him. But I heard he's out and looking for Sammy. Not happy that Sadie has ended up in the hospital either. Where is Sammy anyway?" he looked out across the rain soaked park.

"You know how this works" Zoe spoke softly "I ask the questions. You answer them" she folded her arms.

Morgan laughed. The older bald man was often surprised by the young women who came to him with questions. He had never found out what happened to make Zoe then Fiona leave but was glad Zoe seemed to still have the feistiness he remembered from all those years ago.

"I can't answer your questions chick. I don't know the answers. All I can tell you is you are chasing after a very pissed off and very dangerous man. If it were me I'd be on the first plane home, whether I had a passport or not but like I said he's hung up on that Sammy and he ain't the brightest spark in the sky. My guess is he'll wait around for her. Or try to get to her somehow. If you know where she is, I think you'll find him sooner or later." He pulled his collar tighter around his neck in a futile attempt to keep the rain out. Zoe nodded at his words. "My advice to you is watch the women in his life. Sadie may be in the Psychiatric Hospital but that doesn't make her safe from him. Wherever Sammy is, he'll want to find her. You know, to sort things out. Finish things off. I know he had a place by the Docks." Morgan shrugged his shoulders. "You be careful eh? He's not a nice guy"

"Thanks" she pushed her rain soaked hair out of her face as she walked away. Her mobile phone vibrated again as she decided to put Zaf out of his misery.

"What?" she answered as she heard Zaf's sigh of relief.

"Oh nothing, just you going off radar when we have a psychopath out for our blood that's all." Zaf knew he sounded like a sarcastic boyfriend but he was cold and tired and worried. Plus his ribs were still sore. He was not a happy man.

"I'm back now" Zoe ran across the road to the Ford Focus as she threw open the door and the phone on the dashboard.

"Anything interesting?" Zaf clicked his seatbelt back on.

"You were worried about me?" Zoe teased as Zaf did his best to look impassive. She noticed Zaf shrug as she reached out to him, running a hand along his still bruised face. He didn't flinch from her touch.

"Anything interesting?" Zaf repeated as Zoe pulled out in to traffic.

"Aw Zaf you were worried about me" She smiled as Zaf began to sulk.

"Shut up" he looked straight ahead but in his peripheral vision he could see Zoe begin to smile.

Xx

Harry remained sat as his desk as he saw Zoe and Zaf enter the Pods. Both were drenched to the skin and Zaf looked a little more dejected than any of them had seen him in a long time. Harry decided enough was enough, walking to the door of his office he ordered the entire team to the Briefing Room. Ruth and Ros both stood. Harry glared as Ros followed the team in to the Briefing Room, Amy asleep in her arms.

"Try stopping me Harry" Ros spoke quietly as Harry recognised the dangerous tone her voice held.

Ruth was close behind Ros as they entered the Briefing Room. Harry sighed, as it wasn't the first time he wondered if the women in his life would ever listen to him. Zaf was drying his hair on a tea towel as the others sat down. Harry took his place at the head of the table as the others all sat down. He glanced at Ruth who still looked pale and tired but sat there with the same determination as ever. Lucas sat opposite as Amy was deposited in the car seat once more. Harry had never known so many children visit the Grid and had a feeling Carrie would have a new charge before too long.

"Ros, you are on maternity leave" he stared at his Section Chief.

"I've had a baby, not a lobotomy" Ros answered as Lucas couldn't help but smirk. Harry nodded once as the rest of the team began settling down.

"Situation report please" he glared at the assorted spooks as Ruth smiled slightly. Things were beginning to get back to normal.

"Caulfield is playing games again" Lucas spoke up. "She wouldn't tell us where Morrison is. Not surprised though" Adam tapped his pen on the side of the desk.

"Yeah, she gloated that we wouldn't find Morrison. That Section D could be destroyed in more ways than one." Adam joined in as Zoe shook her head.

Ruth remained quiet as Adam looked at her. He had never seen her looking so pale and had never known her so quiet. She had a habit of seeing things from different angles to the rest of them, of seeing a pattern when the rest of them just saw jibberish. Adam and Zoe exchanged glances, both worried that Ruth had lost her spark, her knack of seeing what they couldn't. After everything Adam knew that Ruth was stronger than people thought she was, he only hoped she was strong enough. He couldn't help but think of Samantha's words as he saw Ruth stare at her files.

"My asset was able to tell us that Morrison will not leave the UK without Samantha. That wherever she is, he'll turn up. He doesn't know we have her, so I think we should make sure that the security in the cells are watertight. He also thinks that his wife, Sadie is a viable target." Zoe looked at Harry who remained silent.

"No, he won't come back here" Ruth spoke for the first time. "He thinks Samantha is in love with him. He thinks she is still loyal to him, rather than using him for her own ends. From the Intel we have it looks like we were personally the targets. They both seemed to have a motive for going after each of us, what if its not that? What if they have a target in mind, something they can actually hit once we are out of the way? Destroying Section D as a means to an end." the words rushed out of Ruth as if she was just realising it for the first time. Pausing for breath she glanced around the room to see Adam smile.

"My asset said they were joined at the hip" Zoe spoke directly to Ruth.

"Yes" Ruth spoke "That's why we should move Samantha away from Thames House." Harry looked agasht.

"Where do you suggest we move her to?" Harry continued to stare at Ruth.

"Anywhere away from here has my vote" Ros interjected.

"See if Zoe's asset is right. If Morrison is crazy about Samantha rather than just crazy then we see if us moving her causes him to pull the night in shining amour routine." Lucas continued.

"So we move Samantha Caulfield to a secure location. We make that secure location known and see if he bites. What if he doesn't take the bait?" Malcolm sighed at Harry's words.

"If there is another target then we risk missing it, and hundreds of people could be hurt" Zaf spoke up. It was the first time he had spoken since bickering with Zoe.

"What do you suggest we do?" Harry looked at Zaf. The room fell silent. Ruth continued to fidget with the edge of the paper in her hand. Ruth sighed, she couldn't meet Harry's eyes as she spoke. She knew the look she would see there and knew her resolve would break if she saw it.

"We continue to follow Morrison. Tariq's trackers are now working intermittently. We pull him in as soon as we get to him. Hold him somewhere like Scotland Yard." Harry nodded as the rest of the team began muttering and talking about how best to pick Morrison up.

"We can still hold him under the Anti-terrorism Act and he is wanted for murdering his guard" Adam spoke.

"As far as Samantha is concerned. Let me talk to her" Ruth continued to stare at the paper in her hands as Harry felt the colour drain from his face.

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