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"Damn. The nanny!" Exclaimed Harry and reached for his phone.

'Come on you," said Ruth picking up James and carrying him upstairs, "let's wash some of that egg off and tidy you up a bit."

"What do you mean, you have no one? You specifically said….No, I don't….Fine." He ended the call.

"Shit."

"Shit" he heard echoed from above.

"James, that's not a nice thing to say and daddy doesn't mean it, he's just being grumpy."

"I'm not grumpy," shouted Harry moodily.

"I'm turning the bloody grid into a nursery," moaned Harry.

"Shh" said Ruth, nodding to James in the back of the car.

She had agreed to go with him as he called home to change and dress James. The agency had let him down again but assured him everything was sorted from tomorrow at 7am. Now they were on their way in to work.

"You've got no choice and it's only for a day."

They walked from the grid. James was walking between Harry and Ruth holding Harry's hand but smiling at Ruth, then he took her hand too.

"Like father like son" whispered Dimitri .

"Okay, I'm sorry about this everyone but we will have one small but determined visitor today before he discovers the glory of a new nanny."

Beth waved at James, he smiled bashfully and held on to Harry's leg.

"Alec, I need you, Ruth and Beth in the briefing room. Dimitri, against all my better judgement you are on babysitting duty." Then Harry bent down and said firmly to James "Okay, buggerlugs, no pens."

James nodded sagely.

"Why are you telling him, not me?" exclaimed Dimitri.

"Because I trust him more than you," said Harry and turned to the meeting room.

The Home Secretary had never visited Thames House. People came to him and not vice versa. Today, however he was on a tour with the DG who was keen to show him how busy and vital they were in the face of governmental cuts. Where better to start than on the grid, the hub of all things national security.

As they stepped from the pods Dimitri rounded the corner, above his head he held James and the two of them were vigorously making whooshing, flying noises, in fact Dimitri was an F-35, James was Budgie the helicopter. They were both very convincing. Unfortunately the F-35 stalled on coming face to face with the DG, Budgie the helicopter continued hovering above his head however.

"What the hell..!"

"Morning Sir. Home Secretary" said Dimitri and lowering James, tucked him under his arm, in some vain hope that they would perhaps forget about him.

"Where's Harry?" demanded the DG.

"In a briefing."

"Well, tell him he can get out here now and brief us on what the hell is going on."

Dimitri nodded and headed off, James still under his arm.

"Harry, surprise visit. Home Secretary and the DG," Dimitri's head appeared around the door, "he wants to know what's going on?"

"Oh, bugger the DG." said Harry and then he noticed what Dimitri was carrying, "did he see James?"

"Well…..yes."

"What were you doing?"

"Playing planes."

"Playing planes" he repeated, sighed and got up, Ruth followed.

"Think charm offensive, Harry," she said.

"Good to see you, Home Secretary" said Harry, "Sir," he nodded to the DG.

"Harry, what's going on here?"

"Very temporary emergency child care issue, resolved imminently. So are you been given the Grand Tour Home Secretary?" Harry managed to sneak a brief look at Ruth and smile.

"Yes, yes I am, Thames House is more of a warren than Whitehall."

"I'm afraid there's not a lot to see at the moment, you've caught us between national emergencies." Harry laughed slightly.

"I'm sure it's a very impressive place to be at such times Harry."

"Indeed it is, Home Secretary, but let's not wish for too many of them."

The HS chuckled. Ruth smiled and gave Harry a nod, the charm offensive seemed to have worked.

We'll get on then shall we?" said the DG and started leading his guest towards the pod doors.

"See that matter is sorted out," he warned.

Harry nodded.

"Think you got away with that one," whispered Ruth.

"Think I did," said Harry and as the pod doors were about to whoosh shut James ran onto the grid, "Bugger the DG, daddy."

Harry's smile froze on his face, Ruth waved to the HS. The doors finally closed.