Ruth traces a white scar on Harry's shoulder. "What is this one from?"

Harry looks down at the scar Ruth is indicating and immediately tenses. He remembers every moment of the day he got that scar. "It happened just after you came. We got a report that there was a bomb in the Egyptian embassy. I don't go out on calls like that anymore, but then I felt like I still wanted to be in the field. I took a small team and when we got to the site the embassy had just finished being evacuated. Of course I went in trying to play hero. I got to the barrier around the building before the bomb went off. I was only twenty feet in front of the building and all the windows blew out and part of the facade blew with it. A member of the bomb squad was killed that day and a piece of the debris moving at high velocity ended up in my shoulder.

"I remember that moment. It was the first time that there'd been an injury of a team member when I was there. It upset me more than I though. You walked back into MI-5 with your arm in a sling and I wished that I could make sure you were okay, but I didn't know you well enough then." Ruth kisses the scar on Harry's shoulder.

"You were worried about me even then? You'd only been with MI-5 a couple of weeks before this incident." Harry questions. He thinks back on that day carefully.

"I tend to have instant connections with people and I did with everyone at MI-5. If you know that I was only on the grid for a couple of weeks then you must have noticed me." Ruth explains. She's finding small talk a lot easier now. Look at that, Ruth thinks, all I had to do to be perfectly comfortable with Harry was to make love with him. Some people would consider this merely having sex, but Ruth knows there's more emotion in these moments.

"Of course I noticed you. You were difficult not to notice. You dressed differently than most of the women at MI-5 and you were late your first morning and you nearly took me out carrying a whole stack of files when you tripped that first morning. You made an impression on me instantly. I thought you were beautiful, unconventionally so, but still very lovely. You made an excellent impression with your work as well. You were spot on from the moment you set foot in the building. Plus, you were the only person in the entire section who ever entered my office without knocking and the only one who had ever gotten away with doing so." Harry smiles when he thinks of Ruth's early days at MI-5.

"I was terrified that first morning. I changed my clothes three times before I caught my bus. I was surprised when I settled in so quickly. You're fairly intimidating as a boss early on, Harry." Ruth admits looking up at Harry.

"Well, the intimidation factor certainly didn't last very long. It was only about a month before you were bursting into my office without knocking. You weren't afraid to tell me exactly what you thought of me and it was nice to have someone working for me who's willing to be perfectly honest. It's necessary in this job, but very rare." Harry smiles gently.

"I can't believe I'm lying here talking to you about all this I feel like I've entered an alternate universe. This is so perfect." Ruth mumbles sleepily.

Harry looks over at the alarm clock and says, "No matter how perfect the moment is it's late and we both have to be at work tomorrow. Why is your alarm clock not on your bedside table?"

"I have to get up and turn it off it's over there. If it's over here I just turn it off and go back to sleep. Turn the light off. The alarm is already set." Ruth smiles at Harry's question. He's such a spook. He notices every detail.

Harry leans over and turns the light out. He pulls the duvet up around the two of them as Ruth cuddles up to Harry. Ruth stretches up and kisses Harry good night. "I love you, Ruth."

"I love you, Harry." Ruth turns over and spoons against Harry. Harry's arm settles around Ruth's waist. Ruth is soon asleep and Harry can hear her breathe deeply.

Harry lays awake for a while enjoying having his arms around Ruth. He feels Fidget leap lightly onto the bed and curl up to go to sleep. He looks warily at Harry before falling asleep. Clearly he thinks I'm invading his territory, Harry thinks to himself. Well, if that cat thinks I'm moving he's sorely mistaken. In fact, I may never move again. Harry notes, as he's lying awake, that Ruth is a very still sleeper, though he's not sure if that's typical or merely because he's there. He also notices how peaceful she looks when she's asleep. He slowly falls asleep watching Ruth.