The words were:
An ex-detective and an ex-mercenary. It wasn't exactly a match made in heaven. However, George Cowley made the prediction they would turn out to be his best team; if anyone was qualified to make that judgement, it was him.
A year later he was proven to be correct and not just in their working lives. Their absorption in one another was so intense and so complete, he had to make arrangements for them to share a flat.
Fifteen years later, as their trustee, he made the arrangements for them to share a grave. It was what they would have wanted.
SAPPHIRE & STEEL
Even Steel couldn't fail to notice Silver's absorption in him. However, given he had no intention of becoming another of Silver's ex-lovers, he ignored the attention.
It appeared, however, that They had other ideas.
//We are qualified to make the prediction. You need Silver.//
"I don't need anyone." Steel showed his annoyance by refusing to follow the usual arrangement of using telepathy when talking with Them.
//As your trustees, we -//
//Trustees. Did you not read the papers you signed?//
"Of course I did. I just -" //Oh, very well. I will invite him to have dinner with me.//
When we split up, my ex made the prediction that as he was a qualified solicitor, we would meet again. Given he was named as a trustee in my father's will and my father had no intention of changing that, if was a safe prediction to make.
In fact three months after we had parted, we made an arrangement to meet up once a month. My best friend thought it was strange, but given we hadn't fallen out of love, it was just that his absorption with his job became too much for me, it didn't seem odd to us.