Zaf was driving crazy speeds from the Mace residence with Colin next to him holding on for dear life. Meanwhile in the back, Jo, Adam, and Ruth were going through everything they had found. Jo found the addition part of the letter than nailed Mace to the whole thing. Plus, with Mace confessing to Harry they nearly had everything.
"I'm dropping you off at the Grid with Jo and Colin." Adam said firmly. Ruth shot him a glare.
"The hell you are." she hissed.
"You'll be safer there and that is where Harry would want you." Jo tried to reason, but Ruth brushed her off.
"I don't care where he wants me..." she began when Adam cut her off.
"This is not up for discussion."
"Adam..." Ruth pressed on and Adam slammed his hand down on the table.
"No Ruth! Our orders from Harry when he isn't around is to protect you and the safest spot for you is at the Grid. You don't understand what a man goes through when it comes to matters of protecting the woman they love. You may be worried sick about him now, but I can promise you it isn't close to how much he worries about you, in general. You're nearly three months pregnant with his child, which makes him even worse. You're going to the Grid. End of discussion."
Ruth didn't press on anymore. Instead she turned away from him as a single tear fell from her left eye.
Fiona was on the phone as she attempted to drive with her good leg. Granted, it wasn't any better that she was on the phone, but this was a matter of life or death.
"You owe me a favor. Time for me to collect."
Ruth was pacing back and forth in Harry's office. She was a nervous wreck. She had thrown everyone trying to comfort her out. The comfort was making her more nervous. She put her hand on her stomach as paced.
"It'll be alright little one. Daddy will be okay." she whispered. She then felt a sudden movement in her and her hand jerked back. She put her other hand to her mouth and a tear fell. "You just kicked me... oh my gosh."
Now she wished Harry was here. Very badly.
Harry watched Mace take out the gun and knife. Now he was in the shit. He took a deep breath and gave a small prayer. He wanted to live, to see his newborn daughter… well he hoped it was a girl. He pictured her to look just like Ruth, except the eyes. She would have his brown eyes. If it was a boy, he pictured the opposite. He would look just like him, except he would have his mother's eyes. He hadn't realized how much thought he put into this. He even had the names narrowed down for his list. If a girl: Elizabeth, Elisha, or Brooklynn. If it was a boy: Brody, Gabriel, or Daniel Joseph. How much he wanted to live this, but he saw his chances were slim.
"Oh Harry, how much I will miss you…. Probably not as much as Miss. Evershed though."
Mace came towards him with the gun first and Harry locked gazes with Mace. Harry closed his eyes eventually and when he heard a gunshot he prepared for the pain, but felt none. He opened his eyes and saw a gas bomb had gone off and created a thick smoke. He could no longer see Mace. His chair was then knocked to the ground and he felt somebody on top of him, but couldn't tell whom. There were more gunshots and what sounded like a table coming crashing to the ground. He heard someone gasping in pain and as the smoke cleared he could see it was Fiona on top of him. Her wound had been re opened when she hit the ground. Harry pulled her more on top of him and dragged her back towards the wall. There was the sound of glass shattering and more footsteps with gunshots following.
Soon the smoke cleared and there was silence. Harry opened his eyes again and saw Fiona was looking at him with a relieved smile on her face, but she also looked like she was about to pass out from pain. They both turned and looked and saw MI-6 officers, Mace's body guards on the ground dead, and then Adam and Zaf standing in front of Mace's body. He had been shot in the arm and side. He wasn't dead, but would be soon if he didn't receive medical attention. Adam hurried over to Fiona and helped her off of Harry.
"How'd you find me?" Harry asked as he stood up.
"Malcolm." Fiona gasped. Harry gave a small smile. Adam applied pressure to Fiona's leg.
"I'm taking her back to the hospital," Adam began as they headed out the door with Zaf behind. MI-6 would clean up, seeing as how all the men in there owed Fiona their lives. "Zaf should take you back to the Grid."
Harry understood that statement and booked it to the car with Zaf on his heels.
Ruth was still in Harry's office, this time sitting though in his seat. How much she wanted him to come through the Pods. On the Grid, Jo and Malcolm nonchalantly watched Ruth in Harry's office.
"If there is a God..." Jo said softly with Malcolm nodding.
It was like everyone's pray was answered. Zaf came though the Pods followed by Harry.
He was alive.
Ruth stood up in his chair and rushed out of the office. Harry saw her coming. He hurried over to her and took her in his arms and held her so close. She pulled away so she could kiss him deeply. She didn't care they were in full view of their co workers. What matters was they were alive.
Alive and Together.