Tbh, you know I don't own Primeval. Please read & review. Try not to be too nasty :P

Summary: Jack, Abby's brother, has moved in for a few weeks. This is what I think should happen about the sleeping arrangement :P No, this is not going to be a dirty story ... atm :)

Pairings: Connor/Abby mostly. Maybe another paring. If there is, you'll see it at the top of the page (:

Spoilers: Series 3 episode 4 and before the. It won't make much sense if you haven't seen series 3 so far. This is set a couple of hours after The Connor/ Abby talk, but he doesn't have to sleep at a mates house :)

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Connor was sat very still, his eyes about to shut from weeks of very little sleep, his head resting on his hand. The tv was just background noise to him now, the thought of not sleeping invading, until he felt Abby tap his shoulder lightly. His eyes immediately shot to meet hers. She was quite close to him now, there heads at the level as she sofa he was sat on.

"You need sleep Connor." She whispered. He tried to smile, but it came out weak, just as he felt.

"No I don't. I'm fine." Was his answer.

"Connor, you've had a long day. Look, me and Jack are going out tonight, so you get the flat to yourself. Go upstairs to my bedroom and rest. And if you don't, I won't stop going on about it. You really do need rest. Your working yourself too hard."

"Fine. But where will you sleep?"

"Probably down here. Look, its the best thing tonight. We would probably wake you if you were on the sofa. Anyway. Now head." She kissed him on the cheek before he headed for her room, just as Jack walked down the stairs. Jack walked passed his older sister, a cheeky grin on his face as he grabbed his coat.

"What?" She asked curiously.

"Nothing much. You like him, don' you?" He asked, knowing the answer, whether she lied you him or not.

"And what would you know about romance?!" Abby protested.

"So I am right. You do like him."

"I never said that Jack." Abby grabbed her coat, wishing her stupid brother would shut it.

"Okay, so thats why your going red?!" Jack teased as Abby as she aimed a pillow at his head, and didn't miss.

"Fine! I won't say anything about it again! I was just curious, thats all."

"Why?"Abby asked as she grabbed her bag from the kitchen side.

"I want to know whats going on with you. I haven't seen you in five years."
"Yeah, we both know why that is don't we?!" Abby responded in a harsh voice.

"Mum's fine now. If only you could see..."

"See what?Is that why you've finally ran away Jack? Because now she's fine?!"

"Abby, she's our mum. We should love he no matter what."

"She's a lying, thiefing, druggie that has nothing in the world but hate, so don't go telling me I have to love her no matter what. Sarah wouldn't have."

"Sarah would have. And that wasn't mums fault anyway."

"What did mum tell you? That she fell down the stairs