Author's note : This fanfictioncame alive in my head some time before the end of season 4, it is thus set somewhere ( over the rainbow) during the third season. It was brought to life thanks to the wonderful reappearance of the show but shouldn't mingle with the plot of the new series.

Bear in mind that this fanfiction is slash, if you don't like that genre, you should maybe try another fanfiction :)

Disclaimer : Although I would like to keep Becker for myself, he doesn't belong to me! Neither do any of the characters or situations portrayed in Primeval. They all belong to ITV. I borrow them in the sole purpose of fun.

Action man, plastic king of robots

Captain action man is not human. Connor has been watching him very closely for quite some time now, and this is the conclusion he has arrived to.

Action man, Becker, Ken, whatever his name was, wasn't born on the planet earth.

Why was Connor so interested in Becker?

Well, about a month ago, whilst god only knows what kind of wild animal was wreaking havoc in town, Connor ended up in a bar with Becker. The team had split to cover more ground, and Connor, upon hearing a commotion in a bar nearby, thought something anomaly-related was happening. The truth is, however, that they only stumbled upon a bar fight, and when Becker was done putting things in order, Danny had called to let them know that in the meantime he had managed to avoid the carnage all by himself, god bless his soul. So Connor decided it was time for a well deserved beer, and even if Becker insisted on their going back to the ARC, Connor wouldn't bulge, and the captain let out a exasperated sigh, sitting down next to him and pointing out with resign that: "he only stayed there because his job was to protect him and that he was a real trouble magnet". Connor didn't get a chance to enjoy himself though, as almost half the girls from the bar were constantly trying to throw themselves at the man next to him. Connor thought it was unfair, a little bit, and annoying, a lot, so he finished as quickly as he could and the pair set off to the ARC.

Only with hindsight, it occurred to Connor that Becker had not paid attention to any of these girls, however beautiful; nor had he even blushed at their advances. He had just smiled a polite smile and cut all hopes in a very courteous fashion. What man does that? There were at least 30 girls there and none of them stroke his fancy? Something was wrong.

So began the watching.

Becker never looked twice at a girl. Of course he had this weird way of always 'staring', his eyes focused and his brows furrowed, like he's in deep concentration, but this look seems only natural on him and he gives it to all creatures alike : people, animals or unidentified breeds of in-betweens.

And not only does he not find any girl meeting his standards, but he doesn't even seem to look for one. Connor had tried (and other people too, at times) to invite him over and over: to parties, to pubs, indie rock concerts, Star Trek conventions, anything that would allow them to "have fun and meet ladies". Becker had always rejected the offer with no motivation, as if the refusal was explanatory enough. Connor gathered that maybe Becker just didn't fancy spending his time with him (although that was highly unlikely, he was a likeable guy). Whenever asked a question about his free time, the soldier would always brush away the question with a smile or a very menacing silence (usually followed by the click of his gun).

So what did the guy do for fun?

Charging the battery and uploading the newest cyber ability no doubt.

But Connor couldn't think of such a silly solution (or, at least, couldn't give it credit), so he just tried to find answers by other means then direct questions. He started digging.

Connor wasn't technically a spy, but he figured that, given his unmatched intelligence, he could do a decent job. So much for that thought … The first time he tried to break into Becker's locker he somehow managed to get his hand stuck in it. Of course the first person who had showed up to help was Becker himself. He didn't ask anything but Connor had tried to justify his being there anyway; the captain had remained calm and seemingly unimpressed by the rambling.

The second endeavour was a little more successful, though it ended in disaster. Connor decided to directly break into the man's personal computer (as breaking into his personal files had been impossible, those being stored in military servers to which he didn't have any access). He found a lot of professional reports and almost nothing else. His desktop was empty, his mailbox was empty, every clue seemed to point to Becker having no life at all.

Now for the disaster: Connor, however good with computers, wasn't familiar with military protocols concerning informatics. He was, for instance, completely oblivious to the fact that, as he slipped through the files, the most sensitive content was being erased completely.

That started a mess of epic proportions. An investigation had been launched and a middleman from the army had been sent to handle all military operations while the cause of the security breech wasn't identified. Lester had been in a very sour mood for weeks, but at least Danny thought it was fun, having a brand new military toy to mess with. As always, Becker had remained stoic all the while.

Connor had been fairly careful in his mischief. As the culprit couldn't be found out, the investigation dragged on and on, making the team put up with a new military figure that was authorized to order them and Becker around. It wasn't a problem for the team (as if they would listen!) but Connor started to feel bad for the poor captain. So, regardless of all consequences, and having absolutely no idea how he was going to explain himself, Connor decided to tell Becker the truth.

The conversation went well. Connor caught Becker in the locker room and started babbling. For a good five minutes, he didn't make any sense, but Becker seemed to understand he was trying to initiate a conversation and patiently waited for Connor to find a way to connect his brain to his mouth. When Connor managed to say: "about the security breech …", Becker's eyebrows rose ever so slightly ( a movement that any non-trained eye wouldn't have caught, but Connor was watching the man for at least two months now). The sudden alteration to Becker's usually statue-like demeanour made Connor panic, and once again, there was no possible way to get a word out of him. Becker put a reassuring hand on his shoulder in order to make him stop fidgeting, and, looking at him in his "intense" kind of way, told him: "I get it, it was you, wasn't it?" Connor nodded hesitantly and simply asked: "Am I going to jail?"

Becker seemed to be amused by that (but surely, it was an illusion): "Do you want to go to jail?"

"No" Connor had answered, whining.

"Don't worry; I'll deal with the military".

Becker was almost out of the room when Connor asked: "Don't you want to know why?" (And just then he could have hit his head against his locker)

Becker turned around and, again, with an almost imperceptible shift of eyebrows, threw the question back at him: "Do you want to tell me?"

"Not really"

"Ok" was all he said, then he left the room.

That's when his doubts about Becker turned to a horrible truth. Becker wasn't human! His hair was made of plastic, he had no life outside the office, he didn't like any human being or animal, he didn't have a first name, and he wasn't even capable of getting properly angry when being wronged.

Becker was definitely not human.

When Connor exposed his theory to Abby (without giving too much details about how he had come to it), it was too late for her to try and change his mind as Connor, as sure as he'd been certain of Gandalf's real existence, now KNEW Becker wasn't normal.

However, Abby did have a point when she brought up the possibility of him having a girlfriend (which could explain his not wishing to ever do anything after work). So though it couldn't explain everything (and though he certainly wouldn't change his mind even if Becker was to confirm), Connor decided that, in the name of science, he should just ask the man. And so he did.

As his anomaly detector started to screech, he rushed to the garage and saw that only Becker was already there behind the wheel. So, as it was the perfect opportunity, he sat next to him. He fidgeted a little but managed to simply say this: "Hi. Do you have a girlfriend?"

Becker answered "no", not even bothering to turn towards him, but as Connor sunk into the leather seat, whistling the discomfort away, he saw a pair of dark eyes watching him in the rear-view mirror. At that, Connor stopped making any sounds, and sunk even lower into the seat, too scared to even breathe anymore.

Soon before he died of lack of air supply, Danny arrived. And Connor didn't even complain when the man claimed the passenger seat.

The day went perfectly well after that, Sarah had almost gotten eaten, Abby had been sucked into an anomaly and Danny had risked his life to save the world, a usual day at the office. Becker, always the good soldier, had been efficient and quiet.

When Connor got home, he decided he would never stay alone in the same room as Captain Becker ever again, for safety reasons. He didn't know exactly who or what he was yet, but he was convinced that he wasn't normal. There was something very disturbing about him that made Connor shudder every time he set eyes upon him. And if the look he had seen in the car was any indication, the captain knew there was something up.

TBC

As I'm undergoing exams (lots of them, university be damned!), I hope I'll be able to post the next chapter soon but I can't promise anything. I can reassure though, a good part of it is already written!