Small scene inspired by LouBelle04's suggestion. Set at the end of 3-7, when Andrew Forrestal kidnapped Ruth...
Harry rang her doorbell, feeling very anxious. He'd never visited Ruth's house before, but once he'd found out that Andrew Forrestal had taken her, he realised that she wasn't simply just another colleague to him. He brought himself back to the present as she opened the door and let him in without looking at him, going into the kitchen and switching the kettle on.
"You checked yourself out of hospital," Harry said quietly.
"Yes," she said simply. "I'm only suffering from slight exhaustion from being tied to a banister for nearly twenty four hours. I thought I could do my recovery from home. Why are you here?" For the first time since he'd entered her house, she looked at him.
"I wanted to apologise," he said.
"What on earth for?" she asked in surprise.
"I should have known something was wrong when you didn't come in to work," he said sadly. "It would have saved you quite a few hours of… well."
"Why didn't you think it odd that I wasn't there?" Ruth asked.
"He sent a text in on your phone. I just assumed… I shouldn't have." Ruth nodded and shrugged at the same time. "You don't look okay."
She sighed before answering the hidden question there. "Harry, I've never… seen someone die before. He just dropped dead in front of me." She shook her head with closed eyes. "The diamonds were poisoned?"
"Yes," Harry said. "Thank God you didn't touch them," he added sincerely. She poured herself a cup of tea and then he caught sight of the red marks around her wrists. He grabbed her hand quickly, before thinking about it and she winced involuntarily.
"Sorry," he said letting her go. "You are not coming into work tomorrow. If you do, I'll have a car waiting to take you straight back home. Is that understood?"
"Yes Harry," she said wearily, but she was smiling. "Do you want tea?"
"No. I'll leave you in peace." She nodded once and felt a little of her numbness fading. "I'll see you Monday."
"Bye Harry." He left her house and Ruth added sugar to her tea. As she wrapped her hands around the mug, she suddenly felt a little happier. How was it that Harry always had this affect on her? She'd give that some thought over the coming days. Absolutely.