Fandom: MI-5/Spooks
Title: The Letter
Genre: Romance/Humor
Summary: If only she went to him directly and spoke to him, if only she wasn't so cowardly that she had to resort to a letter to tell him how she felt, they wouldn't be in such a huge misunderstanding.
A/N: Umm, no spoilers that I can think of, and
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Spooks or its characters. This is only for fun.
The Letter:
I've never been good at this sort of thing, so I decided that the best way to tell you was through a letter. Well...I think I should just tell you that I love you. I love so much more than you'll ever know. I realize that nothing will ever happen, simply because of the circumstances we're under. We work together and I love every moment that I spend with you, even when you shout and yell and rant, I still keep on loving you. This isn't a letter begging for you to love me back, I just need to tell you because I feel if I keep this to myself any longer. I might just pounce on you in the middle of our next briefing.
-Deeply In Love With You
Ruth reread her letter once more, she knew she was being absurdly paranoid, but she wanted the letter to sound perfect. Not too cliche, not too over-the-top. She had rewritten it and edited all night long and she had just finished this morning. She had just signed her love note when someone shouted for her. Apparently a man they suspected to be running a thermonuclear weapons sale had found their surveillance bugs while redecorating his home. According to Sam who rushed by her desk to pick up the papers in her outbox, Special Forces were already on their way to pick him up and they needed her to find something about him that he treasured so that they would have leverage during the interrogation. So Ruth got to work on researching this "Robert McClintock" while Sam carried away the stack of files.
Unfortunately, Ruth had forgotten about her note that she left on the top of her outgoing files when she switched into work mode. Sam went about distributing the papers among the staff, the first couple of papers– and the note– went straight to Malcom.TBC... A/N: Ok...My first chappy, any suggestions? I think I know where to go w/ this, but I'm not sure.