"Someone needs to go and find out what's going on." Said Dimitri.
They looked at Ruth.
"No." She said.
Tariq appeared and was about to ask a question when he was distracted by a giggle from Harry's office.
"Is that a kid?"
"Good spot, genius," exclaimed Dimitri.
"Why?" said Tariq.
"Why, exactly."
"Ruth, go on," encouraged Alec.
"Would you go in there right now?" she responded.
"Not a chance."
"Then why should I?"
"Because he lo…" he stopped himself rather wisely.
"Hey Tariq," said Dimitri, this means you won't be the youngest anymore."
"I hardly think he's recruiting." Beth glared at Dimitri.
Harry stepped out of the office. "Beth, ring the Home Secretary and tell him I can't make the meeting today."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, tell him there's a bloody bomb somewhere, whatever you like but just get me out of that meeting."
Beth reached for the phone.
Everyone else was stood, seemingly bemused.
"What's wrong with you all?"
Tariq pointed.
Behind Harry was James. He had plodded from the office, a teddy bear hanging from his hand. He looked quite content and very curious about his new surrounding and so many new faces.
"And who's this?" said Alec.
Harry was caught with nowhere to go.
He looked at Ruth and then away.
James had come over to him and hovered by his legs. Harry felt a small hand grip his own. It was the first time.
Suddenly it didn't seem a problem to say it.
"This is James….my son."
Harry wondered if he would ever forget the expression on Ruth's face and she wondered if she would ever be able to verbalise how she felt at that moment.