An: In this, Cutter DID NOT DIE, and you have to realise that this story is set a good seventeen/eighteen years into the future. Oh and Claudia never disappeared.

Summary: Isabella's life isn't easy, always having to lie to her school friends, having a crush on one of her best friends and fellow team mate, fighting dinosaurs for the Government. Not to mention having to keep up a social life, along with homework and avoiding many identical looking men whilst trying to help solve the mystery of Anomalies. Like I said, her life is not easy. But she's just about to learn exactly how hard it can get.

Pairings:

Abby/Connor

Nick/Claudia

Danny/OC

Becker/Sarah

Isabella (OC)/ Ryan (OC)

This story will mostly focus upon Isabella and the rest of the NG of Primeval. Hope you don't mind.

Chapter one: Prologue

(Isabella's Prov)

Have you ever had to keep a secret?

I don't mean a secret like, Johnny fancies Sarah, or it was Amy who broke Mr. Clinton's favourite coffee mug. No, nothing like that.

I mean a secret that's so that the Government has you sign one of those special act's, declaring that if you tell someone you could, or would, be prosecuted, meaning you could be kept in lifetime containment until you're so old that you could be put into an old people's home, where you could tell anyone whose anybody your secret, and they'd all think your crazy!

But that is exactly the type of secret that I have to keep, and I've had to keep it my whole life. That's right, Isabella Ann Temple, sweetest girl in the whole of year 10, has a secret, and a big one at that.

You see, for the past twenty years, there have been these things called Anomalies; rips in time that can lead to both the prehistoric past, and the destined, or not-so-destined future.

More often than not, some creature, or unsuspecting person finds their way through, and so it's the ARC (Anomaly Research Centre)'s job to contain both the Anomaly and whatever comes through; in order to protect the public, and the innocent creatures.

And I've been helping out with all this for the past three months; officially anyway.

It's tough though, keeping this secret, and doing the job. I mean, sure, it's cool that the government is actually paying me to do it; my parents say they never got paid at the beginning. I get a £130, which is a hell of a lot for a Teenager of fifteen; thought half of it goes into a bank account.

I'm mainly the geek of the 'junior' team; a name which Lester thought up for us. I do the technology work, computers and all that, I'm a complete whizz at science, maths and IT. All the adults say I'm a miniature-girl version of my Dad, except, I can actually fight, I do Karate for two hours on a Saturday morning, and Kick boxing for two hours on a Saturday evening, along with both my brothers, Thomas whose eleven, and Aaron whose eight.

At least I have my three best friends; unfortunately, they're both boys. First there is Nathaniel Stephan Cutter, he's three months older than me, he's a bit stubborn and pretty smart; he a lot like his Dad, Professor Nick Cutter, but at the same time, he's a lot like his Mum, Claudia Cutter.

There's William Matthew Becker; he is the eldest of us all as he is very close to turning sixteen; though he just missed out on being in the year above us, by three weeks. He's kind, strong, rather stubborn, and he's in training for Special Forces; whilst the rest of us are only allowed to handle small armed weapons, he gets what he calls, the big boys gun. Also, he is very good when it comes to mythology and solving archaeological puzzles.

Then there's Ryan Julian Quinn, he is a little less than five months older than me, he is very stubborn like his Dad; Danny Quinn, and reasonably intelligent, he also likes to play the hero, again Just like his Dad; and even though he can be irrefutably annoying and frustrating, I like him, a lot, but then again, so do half the girls in our year, and they all happen to be more popular than me. But hey, I'm the one that spends all my time with him.

Luckily, the four of us got into the same High School; St Thomas's Academy High School, we have a few lessons together a week, we spend a few lunches and break times together; though sometimes I like to spend lunch with some of my girl friends, after all, a girl needs some female company every once in a while.

Even one of my younger brothers, Thomas, goes to the high school now, and so does Nathaniel's Sister Jennifer, both of them are eleven. So we're a pretty tight group, we're always looking out for each other.

Which is good, because the jobs dangerous, just the other day, one of those Special Forces men they bring in was half-eaten by some giant futuristic slug-thing with razor sharp teeth, Danny; Mr. Quinn rather, named it a Sluteeth. I still can't sleep properly without hearing his screams and the crunch of his spine when the creature bit him in half. Sometimes I get this image in my head of Will, all grown up, dressed in his Special Forces uniform, being killed by one of those things.

And that leads to another problem, I'm having a bit of trouble concentrating in school, my teachers have started noticing because I'm not getting my usual top-marks for homework and class work. I mean, I'm still getting higher marks than everyone else, but my answers are becoming a little sloppy. I just tell my teachers that we've been really busy at home lately; which isn't that far from the truth, right?

Anyway, even my friends from school have begun to notice, even more so now that I don't hang around with them as much anymore; not that I hung around with them a hell of a lot anyway, they get pretty suspicious of me when I'm with them for one minute and having to dash off with the boys the next minute after getting a phone call, and they get even more suspicious when I'm picked up from the town or the park by different people now and then.

One time, my friend Allie from my science class heard my phone ringing from under the lunch table and decided to answer it for me while I was coming back from the lunch queue. Oh boy did she get quite a shock. James; Captain Becker rather, was coming back with Uncle Nick from France on one of the GAARCS (Global Arc Anomaly Research Containment Ships), and I remember hearing the roar of the T-Rex from where I was, three tables away! I managed to fob it all off by saying he was accompanying a couple of adult Ligers to a special treatment facility.

Luckily though, she was more interested in why I Williams Dad's number in my phone, and why he was calling me to tell me about arriving rather than my Mother. It's fair to say, I try to never mention Becker around her, ever.

So anyway, it's like I said, keeping this secret is not easy, and doing this job isn't exactly hard. But it's not like it can get any harder, it's not like us teenagers can do any real big missions for the Arc, all we've got to worry about is keeping this a secret and help with the occasional small missions.

It's not like it's up to us to save everyone! Right?

Okay, so it was a bit short. But that's how it was meant to be.

I hope your liking it so far!

I'll get the next chapter up as soon as possible, but it might be a while as I am on work experience next week, and my soon-to-be Uncle is back from Afghan (war), so we're going to go see him this weekend.

Let me know what you thought of the story; I'll be mentioning people before each new chapter! So you could have your name mentioned!

OpenUpMyHeart is putting her pen down!