Connections?

Calum walked back onto the Grid, still angry and upset that his 'friend' had turned out to be a traitor. He felt Catherine watching him as he sat down at his work station.

"Beth is in Intensive Care. Head and spinal injuries I think." Catherine explained. "The DNA sample Sarah retrieved has come back. It is Lee. He was the one in Malcolm and Sarah's. It was him that broke into their home. It explains why Stan said he was agitated and late for work."

"Yeah, looks like one of the dogs bit him. Shame it wasn't worse." Tariq narrowed his eyes. Catherine sighed heavily. She felt suddenly guilty- blaming herself for not seeing that Lee was a traitor sooner.

Calum nodded, agreeing with Tariq but hating himself for it. He silently prayed Beth and Dimitri would be ok, not knowing how his friend would cope if Beth didn't recover.

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"Hi." Zaf tried his best charm smile as he and Adam walked into the solicitor's office. The young woman in front of him looked suitably unimpressed with him. Adam couldn't help but smirk.

"Can I help you?" Her thick Manchurian accent making her sound like an extra from Coronation Street.

"Hope so." Zaf tried again. "Is Nicola in?"

"And you are?"

"Friends of the family." Adam explained as he pushed past the receptionist toward the woman he knew to be Nicola as she emerged from the office behind the desk. "Nic!" He grabbed the younger woman. "Great to see you."

"I." The woman pushed away from him.

"Lee said you would be here." Adam glared as she tensed. "Nicola, we're British Anti Terrorist Officers. Lee is in a lot of trouble." He tightened his grip on her arm as she nodded.

"Let's go through to my office." She smiled slightly. "Julie? No more calls for me today please."

"But?"

"Cancel everything. Family emergency." She led Adam and Zaf into the plushly carpeted office. The door closed firmly behind them. "What's my idiot brother done ?"

"Murder."

"What the fuck? Lee? My Lee? Kill someone. Are you insane?"

"Yes." Adam slipped into his role as bad cop. "Your brother is a killer and we know he's involved in plans to commit acts of terrorism."

"Hold on." She started pacing the office. "Lee can't plan what to watch on the telly. Never mind a criminal act!"

"We need you to come to London with us." Zaf interjected.

"What? Fuck? No!"

"Care to elaborate."

"I'm meeting him for a drink after work. Lee is in Manchester."

"We know. It's being taken care of." Adam lied as Zaf sent a text message to the Grid. "He's finishing his grandfather's work."

"He's becoming a Miner?"

"I'm talking about your birth grandfather. Not the parents of the couple who adopted you." Adam stated as Nicola raised an eyebrow.

"What is he involved in now?"

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Ros matched onto the Grid, still angry that two more of her team had ended up in the hospital.

"How's Lucas?" Ruth asked as Ros sat in Zaf's abandoned chair.

"Healing well." Rod frowned slightly. "Zaf has been in touch. He's on the way back with Adam and Nicola. What's taking Will so long? He should be sulking at his desk by now."

Ruth smiled slightly. She liked Will. The newest member of the team had a lot on his shoulders. Family history weighed heavily on him and she couldn't help but feel for the young man. Bill Crombie's son was a heavy weight to carry when the man was a legend.

"He phoned. He's fine. Taking the scenic route." Ruth explained. "He's sure he's being followed."

"I wouldn't be surprised." Ros glared as Ruth turned back to her computer screen. "Harry?"

"In his office. Apparently the Home Secretary and the Russian Ambassador are not happy with the way we deal with things. The Israeli consultant are embarrassed that we highlighted a security issue on their part." Ruth explained.

"Poor lambs." Ros turned as the poss whooshed open. Will jogged down the steps, heading towards Malcolm and Zoe at the 'geek squads' workspace. Ros turned back to Ruth. "Keep digging."

"Ok." Ruth tried to avoid rolling her eyes. "What else would I do." She tapped the computer keyboard in front of her as Malcolm put the memory stick in the computer. Moments later the lights flashed off and on. Tariq swore as the screen began to fizz and burn.

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A/N happy new year. Loose ends will be tied up in the next couple of chapters. Not much left.