Underground S8; Ros Myers, Malcolm Wynn-Jones She walks away, soon lost in the crowd .   “ Hello, Ros.” “ Hello, yourself.” -- Ros is instantly recognisable on the platform; her platinum blonde...and yet he knows Ruth's words are true. He can now place what he couldn't that morning. Guilt. Malcolm looks at the floor and wonders how long it will be before Ros succumbs to its incubus.  

 Neglect S8; Harry Pearce, Ros Myers The first time he noticed the change, he dismissed it immediately. The first time Harry noticed the ultimately fatal change, he dismissed the idea immediately...down in a dramatic way, that it would happen so slightly that no one noticed until it was too late.  And, let's face it, Harry isn't too good when it comes to recognising his officers are in trouble.

 Observations; Apprehension S7, S8; Ruth Evershed, Lucas North Neither of them noticed immediately. They are doing it again. Ros and Harry lean over a large sheet of paper detailing the schematics...is comfortable with. --  These two are also part of the 'Complexities' series.  They are basically Lucas and Ruth's perspective of a Ros/Harry relationship.  I quite like how they turned out.  

 Inferiority; Purple S7, S8; Ros Myers, Harry Pearce They were walking a tight-rope Adam is dead. Kachimov is dead. And yet Ros feels nothing; no satisfaction of revenge; no lingering emotions...of the 'Complexities' series, and are essentially the same story told from first Ros, and then Harry's perspective.  I know it's a somewhat odd pairing, but I thought it worked here well enough.

 Surprise S8, code-9; Ros Myers, Andrew Lawrence Parliament, Section D; all ceased to matter. “You need to evacuate parliament.” “What about you?” – Andrew grips the phone receiver far harder...his. --  This was part of the 'Complexities' series that I started and will one day finish, but I actually like it as a one-shot.  Ros, Andrew and the end of the world.  What isn't there to like?

Wrong place, wrong time S8; Ruth Evershed, Ros Myers She would have preferred not to be the one who found out. “Red flash, Ros. We need everyone back on the Grid.” Ruth nodded, even as she dialled...veins. Taking a deep breath, she dialled the number and waited with bated breath. “Hello?” the voice said, irritated. Ruth closed her eyes. “Home Secretary, could you put Ros on for me?”

The Child Ephemeral S7; Ros Myers, Wes Carter It's hardly your fault, Wes. Lay your sleeping head... Human on my faithless arm; Time and fevers burn away Individual beauty from Thoughtful children...so young meeting Ros, and their thoughts about this woman who, let's face it, would be extremely intimidating.  Wes was perfect because there was a link between them from the get-go through Adam.  

'til break of day S8; Ros Myers, Andrew Lawrence The job was dangerous, she told him that often enough, but to see this...   ...in my arms til break of day Let the living creature lie, Mortal,... He shivered at her cold touch and leant forward, dinner forgotten. “Spoil sport,” he whispered softly. Ros smirked even as she undid his tie, the blue silk falling to the ground. “Back channel.”

 Amitie S8; Ros Myers, Sarah Caulfield Some people live up to their reputation; others exceed it.   If anything could be said for foreshadowing, then the weather was cold and bleak the first time...North had been off the Grid, out of contact for two hours. Sarah doubted that his body would ever be found. She sighed and stared briefly at the floor before looking, once again, out the window.  

Casse Glace S8; Ros Myers, Jo Portman Ros, despite assumptions, wasn't cold enough to simply forget. The gun is heavy in her hand and she cradles it, unsure what else to do. She can hear noises around...desk and sits down, ignoring him completely. Footsteps sound from behind her, stopping some twenty feet away, and Harry’s voice floats across the Grid. “Ros, a word.” And so another day begins.