|God is in the Details
Author: NatesDate PM
My take on what happens in the 24 hours after 3.7, when Ruth is rescued from Andrew's house.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Friendship - Ruth E. & Danny H. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 5,475 - Reviews: 23 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 03-02-13 - Published: 02-28-13 - Status: Complete - id: 9055792
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God is in the Details
Summary: My take on what happens in the 24 hours after 3.7, when Ruth is rescued from Andrew's house.
Disclaimer: All Spooks characters belong to Kudps and the BBC.
A/N: Thank you for the reviews - they are very much appreciated. A big thanks to r4ven3 for her input and last minute assistance to my plea for help.
Harry watched as Danny and Ruth made their way through the pods, both smiling. He knew that Ruth wouldn't stay home today, even if he'd have asked her himself. He still felt a bit guilty for not realizing that something wasn't right about Ruth's absence the other day, but he was thankful that the end result was in their favor.
Wanting to speak with Ruth before she became engrossed in the piles on her desk, Harry picked up his phone and asked her to come into his office. Her eyes lifted to meet his as she agreed to his request.
Not bothering to knock, Ruth walked into Harry's office. As she did so, he greeted her and rose from his chair and asked her to take a seat. He slid his office door shut before walking back and leaning against the front of his desk.
"Ruth, how are you doing today?"
"Harry, I'm fine, really. I have loads to catch up on since Adam wouldn't let me come back to the Grid yesterday and I know I still need to be debriefed. Do you want to do that now or would later be a better time?" Ruth rambled on until Harry put a hand up to stop her talking.
"Slow down. Adam was right not to let you come back to the Grid and if you'd have shown up I would have sent you home. As for the items on your desk, you'll find that a couple of the junior analysts stayed late last night to do some of the work, so you're not as behind as you might think. I'm sure you'll still want to look it over, but that shouldn't take too long."
"Harry, there was no need for them to do so. They have their own work to do; they shouldn't feel like they need to do mine as well."
"I didn't order them to do the work; they approached Adam and asked to stay late to do those tasks they had clearance for to help you out. It's not as if you were skipping out of work for no good reason. They like and respect you, Ruth, and they wanted to help."
A hint of pink tinted her cheeks as she looked at the floor. Taking compliments was not her strong point. "I'll be sure to thank them properly." She raised her head once again to look at Harry. "And my debrief?"
"Are you ready to go through it all again? I know you told Danny about what happened but you know the process; the debrief is quite detailed and I don't want to rush you if you're not ready." Harry pushed off the desk and sat next to Ruth on the sofa.
"I'll be fine. I'd like to just get it over with and put it all behind me. I know I was lucky to come through it in one piece." She turned her head towards Harry and realized they weren't all that far apart. An emotion she couldn't quite identify flashed in his eyes before the mask was once again in place. She sat up straight and opened her mouth to say something, but closed it again while looking across the room away from Harry.
"Was there something else you wanted to say, Ruth?" Harry knew from experience not to push her; if she wanted to say something she would do so but in her own time.
Ruth nodded as she looked at her hands in her lap. "I'm sorry, Harry."
Those words were the last thing that Harry expected her to say. "Pardon my not understanding, Ruth, but what have you got to be sorry for? You've not done anything wrong."
She turned back to face him. "I let myself get into a situation where I was held hostage. I shouldn't have allowed that to happen."
Harry shook his head. "Ruth, you did nothing wrong. If not for your abduction it could have been days before we found out that Andrew was behind the attacks." Harry watched as Ruth shook her head no as if to say that Harry was wrong. Taking a chance, he reached over and placed his hand on hers, squeezing lightly, and watching as her eyes moved to their joined hands. "A friend asked you to have dinner, which you accepted. You had no reason to suspect that Andrew was the person responsible, so there was no apparent danger in accepting the invitation. But with your uncharacteristic disappearance, we investigated and realized that Andrew was behind the attacks."
Ruth still hadn't spoken, but that had more to do with her preoccupation with Harry's hand on hers. She knew that he was speaking, but hadn't really heard the words he said. It took her a few moments to realize he'd stopped talking, so she lifted her eyes from their joined hands to his eyes. Not wanting him to know the effect he was having on her, she simply said, "Thank you."
Deciding that it was best to put some distance between her and Harry, Ruth stood, causing his hand to fall away from hers. "If it's alright with you, I'd like to get started on those files. No use in letting them pile up any further. Can you let me know what time my debrief will start?"
Harry didn't like this awkwardness between them, but decided to let her leave for now. "Adam has volunteered to handle the debrief. I believe he was hoping to start after lunch, if that's alright with you."
Ruth continued towards the door. "That's fine. I should be able to make a sizable dent in that stack by then." She reached the door and slid it open.
"Perhaps in the future you should stick to having dinner with folks from Five. Might be less troublesome for you." Harry's tone was lighthearted to match the teasing in his eyes and slight smile on his face.
Ruth was caught off guard by the cheeky remark and rattled off a response before fully considering what she was saying. "Yes well, since those were the only two dinner dates I've had since I've come to London, it shouldn't be too hard." Without waiting for a response, she walked out the door and headed back to her desk.
The smile on Harry's face slid away as he watched Ruth make her way back to her desk.