Problem?
Ros took a deep breath as Lucas wrapped his arms around her. He knew there was no way she would allow any public display of affection unless she had been seriously hurt. Her head rested on his shoulder as he closed his eyes. A second, smaller explosion was heard behind them, causing them both to jump.
"Ros."
"I."
"Don't say you're ok." Lucas looked her in the eyes. "Please."
"Adam and Ruth. Kyla."
"Kyla?"
"She helped us. It's because of that girl you're not a widow." Ros nodded to where Kyla sat on the steps of an ambulance having her wounded hands looked at. Adam looked equally bedraggled and worried as Zaf and Alec spoke to them. Ros frowned before turning to see Ruth laying on a stretcher with an oxygen mask over her face and paramedics siting IV lines in her arms. "Shit."
"You need to go to hospital." Lucas stated firmly. Ros raised an eyebrow.
"May be but not as much as Ruth does." She looked over as Harry's ashen face remained focused on his wife. Ambulance sirens filled the air as Zaf jogged towards them.
"Get back to the Grid." Ros stated firmly. He nodded.
"Your friend. Kylie."
"Kyla." Ros corrected. Zaf nodded.
"Yeah, her. Hands pretty smashed up. Talk to her, she wont take any painkillers. She makes you look."
Ros raised an eyebrow.
"Not stubborn."
"I am not stubborn. I'm the boss." Ros stated as Lucas smirked. Neither of them wanted to think about what could have happened to Ruth when the bomb went off. Lucas knew he was lucky not to be in the position Harry found himself at that moment. She headed towards Kyla as she tried not to think about her damaged ankle. Lucas didn't take his eyes from her.
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"Bugger." Beth snapped as she reached the control panel of the massive ferris wheel. She had always hated the thing, agreeing with Harry that it was more of an eyesore than an attraction. Now it was the focus of a terror attack she was even more unsure of it.
"What?" Will could be heard through the comms. "Evacuation complete."
"Good." Beth slipped a small flat metal straw from her pocket. "Any sign of Bomb Squad? You know? The ones with nice little robots that do this for you?" She eased off the cover praying that she had really found the trigger for the device. Climbing a few hundred feet in the air to reach the actual device wasn't a thought she relished.
"At the prison but a unit is on the way here." Dimitri reached her as Malcolm could be heard issuing instructions through her ear piece.
"Great, just sodding great."
"What?" Will asked.
"Oh loving life William. Just loving life." She paused. "Bollocks."
"What?"
"Timer just sped up."
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Harry sat in the back of the speeding ambulance as a paramedic shone a torch in Ruth's eyes. "Ok luv? You back with us?" The far too cheerful man smiled as Ruth blinked.
"Er?"
"Ruth?" Harry squeezed her hand as Ruth looked around the ambulance, trying to work out what had happened. "Ruth?"
"Hi." She whispered from beneath the oxygen mask. Harry smiled, the relief filling his eyes as she held his gaze. Deathly pale she was on the verge of losing consciousness once more.
"What did I tell you?"
"Fine."
"So I see. That's why we are in the back of an ambulance on the way to the A&E." Harry watched as she smiled slightly. "A bomb went off, Ruth. You could have been killed."
"Wasn't though."
"Mule."
"Take more than bomb to separate us." She smiled slightly as the paramedic pushed morphine into her vein. Ruth smiled slightly in thanks as the pain eased. "Wassat?"
"Morphine." The paramedic answered. "And anti-sickness stuff."
"Good stuff." Ruth yawned as Harry and the paramedic exchanged smirks. Ruth was still there, despite her battered and abused body suggesting otherwise. Her hand tightened in Harry's as she caught his gaze. "My wedding ring."
"Its still there. Its ok."
"Under it." Ruth blinked as Harry realised what she was saying. He moved the ring slowly along her left ring finger until he saw what she was referring to. "Told you I'd do it." She smiled as the painkillers took effect. Harry didn't know what to say as he looked at the tiny microdot she had concealed in her jewellery. He shook his head. She really was a born spook.
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"Sitrep?" Calum's voice came through the comms as Will rolled his eyes. "C'mon guys. I've just knocked out several major internet suppliers. A lot of people are not going to be happy."
"Better unhappy internet users than dead bodies." Malcolm answered. "Zoe has not been in touch. Last I know Ros and Ruth are on route to hospital. Alec, Adam and Zaf are still at the prison. No news of Beth and the boys since the trigger was found. It's quite concerning."
"Yeah." Tariq looked up. "It's a worry."
"Can we please try to focus here." Malcolm was uncharacteristically sharp as he suddenly heard Beth's comms come back to life. Catherine bit her lip, focusing completely on the sparse information they already had.
"Malcolm? I think we have a problem."
"Yes, Elizabeth I believe we do."
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(A/N filler chapter. Please review)