New chapter is here. I just want to take this time to thank everyone for reading. Hope you enjoy this one.

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Five Months Later

Lucas awoke from his restless slumber after a shrick in the streets rang through his room from the open window. Slowly, glanced at the watch that sat on his nightstand only to find that it was almost four in the morning. He rolled out of his bed, his feet touching chilled floor. He made his was to the kitchen reaching the sink he turned on the cold tap. Letting the water run he opened the cupboard just to the left of him reaching for a glass. Filling the glass of water, he gulped down the icy water.

Once he was back in his room, the yelling in the streets was still going on. He opened his blinds and searched to the street to find the source. It wasn't long until he saw a young couple, who clearly had one to many drinks, standing at the crosswalk. The girl was hitting the boy with her fist, barely making an impact. The young man took each weak blow as he begged for her forgiveness. A smile grew on Lucas' face as he watch the pair.

"They must really love each other!" She shared with the tall man who joined her, keeping her eyes on the couple.

"I've just talked to Harry." He said, clearly ignoring her comment. "The plan is still a go."

"Why put up such a scene for someone you don't love? I would never fight that much for someone I don't care for. It must be love." Olive smiled, she ignored the man right back.

"Would you fight for her love?"

The smile faded as he laid back in his bed staring at the ceiling. Lucas rolled on to his side, attempting to rid his mind of wander thoughts. He knew it wasn't long until he had to be up and at the Thames House for another day on the job. Just when he was about to fall back asleep his phone rang. Wondering who would be calling at this hour he reached out for his phone and saw that it was his boss.

"Harry? Is everything alright?" He asked putting the phone to his ear.

"There is a possible terrorist in London. I need you here now." insisted the man on phone.

"I'm on my way."

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"Unfortunately, Britain is now caught in the middle of the war between Russia and Azakstan. We believe that a member of the AFF is on route to London in search for the last of the Paroxcocybin." Harry sat in his office chair informing his team of the next crisis at hand " Lucas you are in charge of the operation to secure the Paroxocybin and make sure it is destroyed. One of the FSB agents is on his way here at this very moment to make sure we get the job done." Harry looked towards Lucas.

"Sir. He's here." A young agent peaked her head in the door.

"Thank you, Alana. Let's show these Russians some British hospitality. Lucas." Harry rose from his seat behind his desk and headed out the doors with Lucas on his heels.

The two officers stopped in the middle on the hallway as Alana escorted the FSB agent towards them. Standing behind Harry, Lucas' heart began to pound against his rib cage as he gazed upon the Russian walking towards them, who was sporting a wide grin of amusement.

"Viktor Barenshik." Harry extended his hand. "I'm Harry Pearce." Letting go of his grip, he to turn towards the man behind him. "And this my Section Chief…"

"Lucas North." Viktor held out his receiving a reluctant hand in return, his eyes locked on the younger spook. "We've been acquainted." the Russian explained, seeing the confused look on the older mans face in his peripheral vision.

Harry looked a Lucas, noticing the colour fade from his face and his breath quicken in aggravation. He's seen this look before when Lucas first saw Oleg on the video clip. It didn't take a genius for him to realized were Lucas had first met the man before them. "Is this going to be a problem?" He asked looking back and forth between the two.

"Of course not, we are allies now. Are we not?" His eyes remain on Lucas. "It's, how do they put it, water under the bridge."

Harry's head turned back to his chief. "No problem, Harry." Lucas insisted.

"Good. Has he been screened?" Harry asked the young woman.

"Yes." was the reply.

"And most thoroughly, if I may say so." Viktor chimed in, flashing his charming smile.

"Get him fixed up. Meeting room, ten minutes." Harry's instructed allowing Alana and Viktor to pass. Lucas waited a second before he started to follow behind. "Lucas?" He muttered stopping him allowing the Russian to get ahead of them.

"Out of all the agents in the stationed UK, they had to send him." Lucas spat, avoid making eye contact with his superior, instead looked in the direction where the Viktor had disappear around the corner.

"I've been told that he volunteered to work with us." Harry commented, watching as Lucas folded his arm across his chest in attempts to hide the fact that he was uncomfortable.

"Of course he did." He let out a harsh chuckle. "Unbelievable."

"Are you going to be alright?" Lucas didn't say a word, his apprehensive glance told Harry what he need to know. "Believe me, if it was my choice we would have no dealings with the FSB but the Home Secretary insisted on this partnership with the Russians. Lucas, I need you to put aside any resentment you may have and focus on finding the Paroxocybin. Can I count on you?"

"Yeah." Lucas said unconvincingly, finally meeting Harry's gaze. "I will be nothing but hospitable." He said trying to hide his mocking tone.

"Good." Harry said as he walked down the hall leaving Lucas standing alone.

During Barenshik's briefing about the known terrorist Azis Aibek, Lucas failed to concentrate on the operation to obtain Paroxocybin. Instead, he was beating himself up for feeling so powerless in the presence of the Russian. Although he never was interrogated by Viktor, Lucas knew all too well that Olive had been under his mercy. Remembering the terrified look in her face right before she attempted to strangle him. Oleg was right, she should have killed him when she had the chance. Lucas' breath heavy as imaged himself jumping across the table and finishing the job once and for all.

Lucas pulled himself back to reality when Harry closed his folder. "Hopefully Tariq will be able to find him on the CCTV. Until then, lets find out who in London would know about the virus." With that everyone gather up the papers from where they were sitting and exiting the meeting. With the exception of the Russian who remain seated opening up his laptop, Lucas was the last one to make his way out of the room

"It's good to see you, Lucas?" said flashing his smile. "It's been some time." Lucas stopped in his tracks, slightly glancing over his shoulder before he continued to leave the room. "Where is Ms. Prince? I was hoping to see her and thank her for my broken nose." Lucas stop once more, his body tensing after hearing her name.

"It certainly did improved your appearance." Lucas mocked facing the man sitting at the head of the table.

"You didn't answer my question, Lucas" Viktor stood up and walked around the table towards Lucas.

"She's no longer an agent." Lucas revealed, after flinching when the other man moved closer.

"Too bad. I always did like her. She was very pretty whore. She was defiantly a feisty one, wasn't she." His lips curled into a wicked smile while he circled around the spook. "She wasn't very helpful to my bosses, but the other men and I found a good use for her." His grin grew as he watch Lucas body tighten up with anger. "I may have to pay her a visit in Clevedon. Hear her scream once more." Viktor leaned in close and whispered in the Lucas' ear.

"Fuck you." He yelled, unable to control his anger anymore, Lucas swung his fist hitting the man in the jaw. He pushed the man against the wall and his hands wrapped around his thick neck finally having the chance to end his life. Lucas found it odd that the man did not fight back. He just took the beatings. This only made him squeeze tighter stopping the air flow as he watch the mans face starting to turn purple. It wasn't long until Lucas was being pried off the man by Tariq and Dimitri while Beth went to the aid the Russian helping him keep his balance. Lucas couldn't help but notice the smile on his lips.

"You fucking bastard." Lucas bellowed out in rage as Dimitri became the barrier between the two, pushing Lucas backwards. "If you touch her, I will kill you."

"Lucas, calm down." Dimitri spoke softly trying to tame his rage.

"Dimitri, take him to my office." Harry ordered as he joined the commotion in the hall.

Nodding his head, Dimitri turned back to Lucas. "Let's go." He insisted. Lucas reluctantly followed, pulling away his cold stare from Viktor who was being assisted by Beth.

Lucas sat in a chair in Harry's office while Dimitri stood behind him. The Section Chief exhaled roughly as he tried to calm himself down. They didn't have to wait long until Harry stormed in and took his place at his desk.

"You are lucky that Viktor had agreed not tell his superiors what conspired here today. He understands that you are under a lot of stress and will make take you actions against him to heart." Harry began talking after a moment of silence. "Lucas, this kind of behaviour is not accepted in on the grid, you are the chief and you need to lead by example."

"Harry…" Lucas attempted to speak.

"I am not finished." The man barked back."I understand that you have been dealt a wretched hand over last decade but you told me that you count on you. I should have known better considering the incident with Dasharvin. That is why…"

"Harry, I…"

"…I'm taking you off the case. Dimitri, you are now leading the operation. Tariq has a lead on Aibek. Viktor is waiting for you." Harry instructed the junior spook.

"Yes, Harry." Dimitri replied before exiting the office.

"Lucas, what happened?" Harry's gaze fell back to Lucas, who's head had fallen in his hands his fingers pulling on his hair.

"Nothing." Lucas grumbled.

"We both know that's not true. What did he say to you?" Harry leaned forward resting his arms on his desk. His fingers interlocked.

"He told me that he was going to visit Olive." Lucas leaned back in his seat staring at his boss. "Pay back for the broken nose she gave him the day she came back. I know he was just trying to get to me and it worked but..." Lucas paused as he watch Harry as his jaw clenched. "Viktor is a callous man, Harry. I saw the fear in Olive's eyes when he came near her. He ruined her Harry. He is capable of doing it again."

"I probably would have done the same thing, Lucas." Harry let out a long sigh "But I still taking you off the case. I can't have you around him. Do you understand?"

"I do. Just promise me you won't trust him." Lucas requested.

"We'll keep on eye on him."

"I guess I'll catch up on paper work then." Lucas said starting to stand up.

"No. I want you to go home."

"Harry…"

"When was the last time you took a day off?" Harry questioned even though he knew the answer. Lucas looked down trying to remember. "Take a few days. Relax. You are my best agent and I need you to clear your mind. Enjoy a few days summer."

"What I'm supposed to do Harry? Go play cricket? Harry this is my life." Lucas sighed.

"Well, it's about time you found one outside of Section D. It would be good for." Harry commented with a smile. "Now go." Lucas stood up slowly and exited the office.

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Lucas sat in his car in underground parking lot staring at the cement pillar in front of him. There was nowhere for him to go. He had no one to talk to except everyone at work. Even then, he barely converse with him except for the matter at hand. Ros was the only one that he had descent conversations with, but she was blown up a few weeks ago. In an outburst of rage, he started hitting the steering wheel with the palm of his hands. After a minute he calmed down, catching his breath. He turn the key starting his car and just drove off. He didn't know were he was going but he just decide to drive. He knew he wasn't going to home to his lonely flat. There was only one place he wanted to be.

"Why put up such a scene for someone you don't love?