Post 5.5, the alternative ending. Largely because it's raining in Mauritius!

He watched the boat until it merged into the horizon.

His heart sank as surely as if the boat had vanished beneath the waves. And yet she was safe. She was safe and secure. She was away from the perils of Maudsley. She was also away from him. He thought of the grid without her, he thought of his life without her. She had not even made it out of Greater London and yet he missed her, he missed her like he missed a part of him, he missed her more than he could have ever imagined, not that he'd ever imagined it, she had always been there and now she wasn't. Nor would she be again. He wanted to tell her how he felt and now he never could., though he would say it in his heart over and over, every day.

How had they come to this?

How had they been so close and now literally so far apart?

"Harry."

"Harry!"

No response.

"Harry, please."

Finally he roused himself, and looked up from his desk.

"I've found one of the members of the committee."

"What?"

"Cotterdam, I've got the member from Special Branch, he's willing to testify that there was no MI5 section D involvement at the committee."

"Adam, say that again."

"We can prove 'Fox' didn't exist, that Maudsley was manipulating the report."

"Ruth?"

"Yes, Harry, we can prove Ruth was in the clear."

"But we've said she's dead. I've identified her."

"You were upset, you were overwrought, you were mistaken. Harry we can get Ruth back."

"Get her back?"

"Yes, Harry, we can get her back. You can have her back."

"When?"

"Now Harry, go and find her."