I DON'T OWN PRIMEVAL, OR DO I??

I glanced at my new retro Spiderman watch, only five past three. I groaned and wiggled back into the sofa in the living room of the ARC. Danny came in and joined me; his swagger slightly accentuated, meaning he was happy. He was chewing gum, as per usual, and plonked himself down onto a weight machine.

"Hey Con, looking forward to tonight?" I gave him the devil eye; he had been teasing me about this for days.

"Gosh Danny, you can't stop with the teasing can you?"

"Nope!" Tonight we were going to my first concert. Yes, I know I'm nearly 28 and still haven't been to one, don't laugh!

"I walk the only road, the only road that I have ever known. Da, da..."Abby grinned brightly at me, while I walked in the main control room. She flicked her orange iPod to me. Green Day.

"Way to rub it in!" I mouthed and smiled sarcastically. Abby giggled and pulled out the earphones to speak with me.

"You're really excited aren't you?" She tousled her hair, clasped at her growing bulge and tackled me into the anomaly detector chair.

"You bet!" I sat up and typed a control into the detector, ruining the mood. Abby scowled at me and stomped off to speak with Sarah. What is it with pregnant women? Oh! The mood swings...

"1! 21 GUNS! LAY DOWN YOUR ARMS..." We were all chanting the lyrics by the third time round, arms swaying above our heads too. Becker had the biggest grin imaginable on his face; he must really like Green Day. Danny and Jenny were jumping on every fourth beat, leaving Abby, Sarah and me gasping for breath, we were laughing so hard! Then we joined in, screaming lyrics and jumping in time and giggling every so often.

"My shadow's the only one that walks beside me..." Now, Abby and I were waltzing step by step, next to Becker and Sarah, Danny and Jenny. Danny was still flirting with Jenny – it was so obvious. Very classy though, perfect for a lady like Jenny. Yeah right, she's a real rebel!

Becker still had that guilty grin plastered across his face, but it was a good thing, I rarely see the SAS man smile anymore.

By eleven o clock, everything had pumped up and American Idiot was blasting out of the amplifiers and poor Abby was puffing and shuffling more than dancing, but still was smiling like the Cheshire Cat. She and Becker must be hiding something...Good thing they didn't go and tell me – I'd be on Danny and Jenny within the next five minutes!

"Sarah! Come with me!" Becker yelled over the music, and he pulled her towards the exit into the car park. Abby was clapping her hands and squealing audibly, making me even more suspicious on what was going on behind the curtains.

Becker and Sarah never came back. Jenny said something about them going home early because of work the next morning, but that was becoming increasingly unlikely. Jenny was in on the secret. And if Jenny knew, Danny almost definitely knew too.

"WHAT'S UP WITH BECKER?" Danny's head swivelled to the same spot as mine. He smiled sheepishly, shot an asking glance at Abby who nodded in return, and came over to me.

"Sorry we couldn't tell you before, mate. Here's the secret. Becker's proposing!" His grin broadened into a full out beam.

I laughed in glee, which Abby answered with a "You're a guy?" look.

"NO! That was what I was going to do!" I laughed again, and sucked in some air to clear my congested throat, "Let's go home, Abs. We've got a LOT of sleep to catch up on."