|One Fine Day?
Author: spooksfan08 PM
The team are still recovering from the events of Lessons. With Adam and Carrie's wedding fast approaching Section D have to deal with a potiential threat to the Olympic Games. Can a small group of terrorists destroy Section D? Will Ros be able to face her demons and can Ruth get to start her maternity leave unscathed? H/R L/R all characters from 2.1 onwards may appear.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Ruth E. & Harry P. - Chapters: 24 - Words: 41,386 - Reviews: 91 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 10-31-12 - Published: 07-24-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8353871
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The rain had abated enough to allow the late summer sunshine a chance to make an appearance. Ruth smiled slightly, relieved that both she and Gracie were home in time for Carrie and Adam's wedding. She dropped the net curtain and turned to see Harry carrying the baby through into the kitchen. Nick trailed behind.
"You really ok?" Nick asked as Ruth smiled.
"Yes. I am really ok. And so is Gracie. So go on, Wes will be waiting." She kissed his hair as he blushed furiously.
"Go on." Harry watched as the teenager shrugged his shoulders.
"Ok, OK." Nick raised his hands in defeat as Harry tried not to laugh. "Wes will be stressed out if I don't get there soon."
Lucas leant against the car, enjoying the sunshine. They had at least a couple of hours before they were expected at the Registry Office. He couldn't help but think about his own wedding and all that had happened since. Amy looked up at him and smiled as James looked around.
"Daddy." Amy tugged his sleeve as she stared at the small white brick wall opposite. "How much longer?"
"Not much." He smiled as she rolled her eyes. "You look like your mum."
"I know." She nodded earnestly as James pointed over Lucas' shoulder.
Lucas turned to see his wife walking towards them. Her eyes were still guarded but he knew things would take time. She looked every inch the Section Chief of Anti-terrorism as she walked towards them. Only when she saw Amy and heard James did her mask slip for a moment.
"Mum!" Amy sighed dramatically. "At last! You've been aaaages!"
"I was not ages." Amy raised an eyebrow as Lucas smirked.
"She's your daughter."
"And don't I know it." Ros smiled slightly as Amy took her hand.
"Why were you in there?"
"I had to talk to someone." Ros explained. "A lady."
"How did it go?" Lucas watched as Ros kept her eyes on her children. He knew Ros had only agreed to a counsillor because her marriage was suffering since Harrison had fallen into her lives. Ros fell silent for a moment as she thought of how to phrase her answer. The last thing she wanted was Amy and James to work out that something had happened.
"Useful, I think." He nodded once before catching her eye for a moment. For the first time in a long time he had a feeling things were going to be alright.
"Are we going to the wedding?" Amy asked as she tugged on Ros' hand. Lucas laughed.
"She just wants to see Carrie wearing a pretty dress. Don't you?"
"Yeah." Amy admitted. "And Wes said there'd be cake." Ros shook her head slightly as her mobile phone began to ring. Answering it quickly she almost laughed at the panicked voice on the other end of the phone.
"Zaf, no Adam isn't with me. Please tell me you haven't lost the groom!"
Ruth sighed as she watched the lone figure at the far end of the cemetary. The small church yard was in walking distance of Thames House and she knew who she'd find there. Zaf's panicked phone call an hour earlier had sent Harry out looking for Adam while Beth and Dimitri checked the usual haunts. It seemed he didn't really want to be found. Shaking her head slightly she pushed the pram towards Alec and gave him a stern look.
"Stay with Grace."
"Stay. With. The. Baby." Ruth spelled out in one syllable. "She's sleeping. Even a macho man like you can stay with a baby for five minutes."
"Oh come on, you live with Juliet!"
"I am not going to argue with you." Ruth turned and glared at the former IA man. "Stay here."
"Ok." He looked suitable abashed as Ruth walked towards the lone figure.
"He cannot stand Carrie up." Beth seethed. "Not after all this."
"He won't." Malcolm sighed wearily. "He may be many things but he is not the type of man to run out on the woman he loves. I spoke with Carrie, nothing is wrong. Zaf is probably making a stir over nothing. I sent Zoe to see Carrie. She has no idea."
"But after everything?" Tariq looked at the few spooks that had already assembled at the Registry Office. Erin looked away as Catherine squeezed Calum's hand.
"Angeline is dead." Malcolm sighed. "We may never find her murderer."
"Joey has confessed and is on remand; awaiting trial." Calum nodded. "It's over."
"Is it?" Erin rested her head back against the wall. She was still deathly pale but as she watched Rosie playing with the other children already present. Sarah watched her and glanced at Malcolm.
"We did as the Home Secretary asked. The Games are underway in spectacular fashion and the threat was illiminated."Sarah smiled slightly, knowing he was trying to smooth things over. Erin still grieved for her fiancé and it seemed nothing would change that.
"That's true." Tariq smiled.
"Some more scumbags off the streets." Calum smiled slightly. "Is this wedding ever going to happen?"
"We're early." Catherine smiled at him as Charlie and Rosie played at their feet. "They'll be here."
Ruth walked towards the lone figure as she realised what he was staring at. The black marble headstone was immaculate. She knew Adam and Wes had never really stopped visiting the grave. She looked around before finally reaching out and touching Adam's forearm.
"Not now Ruth."
"She was my friend too." Ruth looked at the golden script on the headstone. Fiona May Carter. Beloved wife and mother. Taken too soon. "She'd want you and Wes to be happy."
"Carrie makes you happy."
"Yeah. Ruth." He closed his eyes. He knew Ruth was trying to help.
"Dimitri, Harry and the others are all looking for you."
"How did you find me?" Adam knew it was a stupid question. The sun seemed to light up the inscription on the grave as Ruth stood shoulder to shoulder with Adam.
"Zaf was on the verge of having a nervous breakdown. Wes got him to call me. You loved Fiona. I've never seen a couple more in love. Where else would you be?" Adam smiled slightly as he turned to face her.
"Why do I feel like I'm cheating on her?"
"Love is a strange thing." Ruth sighed. "Look at me and Harry. How many years did we waste? Look at me and Gracie. When Chloë died I didn't think I could love anyone or anything ever again. Then Gracie came along." She glanced back to where Alec was cooing over the baby. She almost laughed at the macho man spook fussing over a newborn.
"It doesn't mean I love Chloë any less." Ruth sighed as she thought of the baby she had lost as a teenager. "It's just different. Neither is bigger or better than the other. Fiona would hate to see you like this. You'll never forget her and neither will Wes, but Carrie is waiting for you. Her and Issy are the future and I know Fiona would want you to be happy."
"If it were Fiona here and not you. What would you want?" Ruth stepped back and turned to walk away. Adam closed his eyes. "Would you want her to raise Wes alone? To be miserable and alone? Because before Carrie came on the scene that's what you were. Then one fine day you come back here with Zaf and the others and meet the best thing that has happened to you in years. I only hope the same can happen for Erin. She's still being held back by grief. Don't let that happen to you. Not again." Ruth walked away as Alec looked up in relief. Adam shook his head as he turned back to the gravestone. Ruth dug in her coat pocket to retrieve her mobile phone and smiled as she heard Harry's voice.
"Yes, I'm fine." She paused. "We're on our way." She glanced back at Adam who just nodded. For a moment he thought Ruth was wrong. Him and Fiona weren't the only couple that seemed to be made for each other.
"You have a very strange way of making your point." Adam smiled at her. "Thanks Fi." He kissed his fingers and touched the gravestone, knowing that moving on didn't mean he had to forget.
A/N not sure about the ending. Please review