"So whats your name"
"Sally Carr" Everybody laughed.
"Who thought of your Legend"
"Well it was one Adam Carter" Adam stopped laughing and thought why the hell he gave her that name.
Harry saw. Love. Emotion. He hurried. Harry walked swiftly to where Ruth was telling Adam, Jade and Zaf where she had been. Harry walked over. Adam, Zaf and Jade looked up.
"Ruth?"
Ruth swung round and stood. She leapt into Harry's arms. They kissed each other. Passion. Heartbreak.
"I never asked your name"
"Sally, Sally Carr"
"Nice to meet you Sally Carr. Do you usually kiss strangers?" Adam, Jade and Zaf laughed and left to give Harry and 'Sally' sometime alone.
Coffee. The smell. Outside. They sat round the table. Joking.
"I never said its good to see you again Jade"
"Thank you Adam"
"You two know each other"
"Yes. I used to work at 6 with Adam"
"You never said"
"You didn't need to know"
"I feel like I've met you and seen you"
"Alright. Where did you work at MI6"
"The African Desk"
"Yeh you did you have this… hang on were you the one that smiled at me when I handed some files over"
"Yes. That's it. I smile at every pretty lady I pass"
"Oooo charmer are we?"
The Grid. Calm. Passionate. Ruth and Harry sat and looked at each other. Her eyes. Blue. Like a deep cobalt blue. They seemed. In Harry's chocolate caramel eyes.
"Where did you go"
"I went to India"
"Right. Good choice"
"It was either that or Serbia"
"Ah yes Serbia. Where dreams are shattered"
"Exactly"
Adam looked. Lustful. Jade was in deep conversation with them both. Not that Adam would know. He couldn't stop looking at her. He always seemed to catch the interesting parts and meaningful parts of what she was saying. Which was almost all.
"I was in Damascus a couple of months ago"
"Really" Zaf was saddened though he did not show it.
"I…I prayed for Fiona. Even though I'm not religious" Adam felt choked. He loved Fiona. But Jade had made him, by what she said, move on
Harry's office. The Grid. Empty. Completely. No one. Gone. Harry and Ruth had gone out. A meal. Lunch. No where classy. Ruth didn't want to go anywhere posh. Just the local café or coffee shop. Harry didn't know where he was going. The routes. Discarded. Harry was too besotted with Ruth he had no clue.
"What about here"
"Yes…fine….Wonderful" Ruth looked at Harry. She stroked his face.
"I love you" both had said the most heart and soul embedded words.