Run

Ros pushed her foot to the floor as she avoided the cyclists getting in her way. The rain battering the road marched her mood. Rana had successfully passed the memory stick to her contact. All they had to do now was follow the tracker Calum had fixed into the small device.

"Hes heading left towards the motor way." Zoe's voice could be heard clearly through the comms. She wanted to tell the field officer to take a running jump but knew Zoe was just doing her job. She heard Alec and Erin over the comms before tapping her ear piece.

"All units, remember there is a three year old child there. No firing below waist level. Make sure Red Troop are aware." She ended the comms as she arrived at a non descript block of flats on the outskirts of Peckham. Checking her gun she left the car.

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Rana sat on the park bench physically shaking as she realised what had just happened. She felt sick, knowing her little girl may not be sent home to her.

"Rana." She looked up to see Zaf approach her.

"I did it." She bit her lip as the tears filled her eyes. Zaf nodded.

"Good. Ok, let's get you out of here." He smiled kindly, taking the younger woman by the hand.

"Your son is in the same infants school as Francesca."

Zaf nodded, thinking of his boy. Danny Younis was lively, very clever and as cheeky as his father but Zaf couldn't fathom what Rana was going through.

"I know. They play together."

"Would you have done the same? In my position?"

She watched as he frowned, deep in thought for a moment.

"I'd do anything and everything to keep my kids safe." Zaf stated firmly. He watched as Rana wipes her eyes. She looked over his shoulder.

"My baby."

"Back to Thames House. We wait there." He ushered her towards the pool car, glad that Adam was already in the driver seat with the engine running. Rana kept glancing over her shoulder, convinced that they were being followed. "Get in." Zaf opened the car door as the heavens opened.

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Ruth bit her lip as she watched the monitor as Ros' car could be seen moving through the streets of London. She thought of her daughter currently in nursery school, completely oblivious to the world her parents inhabited. She wondered how much danger Gracie was in as she thought of how scared the little girl would be.

"Ruth." Harry approached her as she looked up.

"Ros is the nearest to the target. Erin is just behind her." Ruth explained. Harry nodded as he watched the screen, his hand resting in the small of her back. "I keep thinking about Rana; about what she is going through. I keep thinking about Gracie. About what." She shook her head, unable to say what she was thinking. Harry's face remained grim. He had been having the same thoughts. He knew he'd kill for his children literally and figuratively.

"Ros knows what she is doing." He stared calmly. "Francesca will be back with her Mum today. And we will get an end to all this mess." He pinched the bridge of his nose as Ruth touched his arm. Neither noticed the pod doors open until Catherine yelled.

"Tariq Masood."

"Hi." He smiled as Catherine hugged him.

"What are you doing here?" Malcolm smiled as Harry glared.

"Working. Hopefully." He looked at Harry who merely nodded once. Tariq smiled as Harry returned to the computer. His eyes firmly fixed on the trackers his field officers were wearing.

"Tariq, If you have discharged yourself against medical advice I will send you to Tring. Understood."

"Understood." Tariq winced as the sounds of gunfire filled the air.

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Ros parked her car a few feet away from the flats she had followed their target to. Reiterating that there was a child on the premises she checked her gun before leaving the car.

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A/N maybe 3 chapters left. New story idea. Harry, Ruth and mistaken identity? Shall I write it?