A Voice in the Dark

Chapter XIV

TITLE: A Voice in the Dark

AUTHOR: Lexie aka lillianschild

FANDOM: Spooks/MI5

RATING: Mild R for this chapter

PAIRING: Lucas/OC

SUMMARY: Section D has a traitor in its midst and a mysterious man arrives with what appears to be the key to rid MI5 of the mole. This fic is my own version of Series 7.

Disclaimer: all recognisable characters belong to BBC and Kudos Productions; I'm just playing with them for a little while without making a profit. No infringement's intended.

A/N: Sorry for the long delay in posting this update. RL got in the way and the nature of the chapter demanded some careful planning and editing until I got the result I wanted. I hope you'll enjoy it.

Only the epilogue left to wrap it up, ladies.I'm going to try hard not to keep you hanging for too long.

CHAPTER XIV

Standing sheltered by the eaves, Annabelle observed the snow fall steadily and cover the trimmed hedge that separated the guesthouse from the grounds which were occupied by the main property. She breathed in several lungfuls of the cold winter air and struggled to control the shivering that had seized her the moment the adrenaline rush began to wear off.

Seeing her cross her arms in an attempt to fight off the chill, Tom took a step forward and, taking off his coat, placed the oversize garment over her shoulders.

“Thanks,” she said quietly, getting a shy smile and a gentle squeeze of her arm as a reply.

“He'll be fine, Annabelle. He only needs time," he added, noticing her misty eyes. “Listen, I need a word with CO19. Do you mind if...?”

“It's OK, Tom. Go ahead,” she told him with a reassuring smile.

No sooner had Lucas' best friend joined the leader of the special unit than Sir Harry materialised at her side.

“He was an outstanding officer,” he stated, looking at Quinn conversing and laughing with an old acquaintance from CO19.

“What happened? You could cut the atmosphere with a knife when you two saw each other inside.”

“He shot me five years ago.”

“What?!”

“A long story and one I promise to enlighten you about sometime. Now I suppose you have a lot of questions about another tall and handsome agent.”

“How much of what you told me when you and Ruth dined with me was true?”

"The man I sent to Russia to uncover the network was Lucas North, of course. He was my best officer, my Chief of Section, and surrogate son. That much was true,” he confessed. “Vyeta was Bateman's new handler," Harry went on. "She was recruited after her brother was shot by one of our operatives when we were hunting down members of Tiresias in our secret services. Apparently, before dying, he told her Lucas had sold him out.Then, to trap our traitor, we discreetly put the word out that another player would pay big for the name of the man who'd revealed the secrets of Tiresias. Bateman took our bait."

“What a fool I've been! Last night, it was you on the phone, wasn't it? You called to make arrangements to catch Bateman when he turned up today. You've been working with Lucas all along. They were expecting you.”

“Yes, but if you hadn't shot Bateman, all would have been for nothing.”

“And you knew it was Elizaveta who was after Lucas. You should have told me, Harry.”