A/N This is my first ever fan fiction, so enjoy and a review would be much appreciated :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Primeval or any of the characters associated with it… unfortunately

Sighing, I placed the plastic cup down in the bedside beside me and glanced at my newly plastered ankle. The last trip through the anomaly had definitely not gone according to plan; falling out of a tree, hobbling away from hungry raptors and making the long, hot journey back to the present time with Danny and Abby.

It could have been worse I suppose, having only one properly functioning leg meant that I had to use Abby for support for much of the walking, well I didn't have to have the extra support, but any chance to have Abby with her arms wrapped around me was an opportunity not to be missed.

I didn't bother glancing up as I heard the sound of the door to my hospital room opening; various nurses and doctors had been coming in all evening since we first arrived here to fiddle with the various tubes sticking out of me and prod my sensitive ankle, so was pleasantly surprised to see a rather sheepish looking Abby poke her head around my door.

I smiled and motioned for her to come and sit on the chair next to my hospital bed. Her hair was all out of place and her make-up was smudged, but she still looked as beautiful as ever to me.

"So how's your ankle feeling Con?" she asked, frowning as she looked at my cast.

"Been better I guess… nice to finally be able to sit down for longer than five minutes though eh?" she smiled awkwardly at my terrible attempt to lighten the atmosphere.

"I suppose." she paused for a moment before looking back at me, her deep blue eyes searching my face. She must have noticed how confused I looked so continued quickly, "Look, I was just wondering whether you were being serious when you asked to move back into the flat… I mean it's ok obviously if you don't it's just-"

"Abby, that was one of the rare moments where I was being serious." I interrupted "I mean Lester's great an' all, but he can't pull off the whole 'dancing around the flat in skimpy underwear' thing as well as you." I grinned at her and she let out a small laugh.

"I do not dance around the flat!" she said with mock annoyance "But it is good that you're coming back…" she looked down at her hands at the last part and I smiled; because she seemed genuine at wanting me back, because she looked so damn cute looking all embarrassed, but mainly because of the subtle shade of red that was now covering her cheeks.

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"Oh, Connor just give me the box will you? We'll be here all day otherwise!" Abby held out her arms and frowned at me. I could see where she was coming from, maybe attempting to climb up the stairs with crutches and an overflowing box of clothes was not a particularly great idea, but on the other hand, he was already halfway up the stairs to their flat and handing over the box now would severely damage his already pummelled ego. I sighed and Abby placed her already outstretched hand on my shoulder as she spoke to me, "Connor, you don't have anything to prove yeh?" I looked down at her, I mean I really looked; her face showed genuine sincerity as she smiled at me although the smile did not quite reach her tired eyes, she'd had a long day, hell they'd both had a long day, but I could tell Abby was exhausted and in need of a rest, so I decided to not make this tiresome task last longer than necessary and handed down the box gently. "Thanks." I said simply as she started to climb the stairs. No, I thought, 'thanks' isn't enough, not nearly enough for all she's done for me; she stuck by my side (quite literally) as we ran from various predators back in the Cretaceous and gently stroked my hair and softly whispered reassurances into my ear as I tried to sleep one night. What had I done to deserve a friend like her? I shook my head in confusion, but was swiftly brought back from my dreamlike state as I heard my name being called from the top of the stairs.

"I said, are you alright Con? Connor?" she began to walk towards me, concern written across her face. I looked her in the eyes then and smiled, opening up my arms towards her as I gestured for her to come closer. She stared at me then, but smiled and lowered herself into my embrace.

"Just… thanks-"I started, but she interrupted me.

"You said that a second ago Con."

"No," I whispered back, "I mean thanks for everything, and I mean everything that you've done for me. You've saved my life more times than I can count, let me live with you even though I'm a giant pain in the butt and-" And I didn't know what to say that would actually mean something, I couldn't think of a way of describing everything that she's done and just how much it means to me.

She stepped back then and I thought I'd said the wrong thing, stepped over this invisible boundary that seems to have formed between us. She touched my cheek and smiled, and I couldn't help but smile back. "I get it Connor. Thanks for saying thank you, you're the only one that ever has." she stroked my cheek with her thumb for a moment before lightly slapping it, "Now get up the stairs and make me a cup of tea yeh?"

I grinned as she walked back up into the flat and didn't stop, even when she called back to me "Now Connor."

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"Connor RUN!" Abby was screaming at me as I ran down the dry and sandy hill towards the anomaly, wincing in pain with each step. I could hear the rapid breathing of the creature behind me as I ran, quickly closing the gap between myself and the anomaly- but not quickly enough. I tumbled to the ground as the creature grabbed me from behind and I closed my eyes to brace myself for the pain that was to come. But it didn't. Instead, I heard a cry from the top of the hill I had just descended from, and shot my head up to find the sound. Abby. Oh God it was Abby that was crying and screaming. The creature was already making its way up towards her, ignoring me completely now. "Abby no!" I attempted to climb after her, I didn't notice the tears of panic that were now dripping onto my cheeks as I called her name.

I awoke still screaming her name, sweat beads glistening on my forehead. "Shh it's ok, Connor it's ok." someone was next to me now stroking my face.

"The creature… the anomaly? You… Abby?" I mumbled incoherently. Suddenly the bedside lamp was switched on and I could see Abby clearly now, sitting next to me, hands cupping my face. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding and reached out to touch her face, still slightly dazed. "Abby?"

"Another nightmare?" she whispered tenderly.

I nodded silently, slightly embarrassed. I felt my cheeks go red as I removed my hand from her face and attempted to sit up properly in my bed.

"Thanks for…" I mumbled and waved my hand around a bit.

She dropped her hands and sighed, "Don't worry about it." I watched as she pinched the bridge of her nose and I laughed quietly, that was such a 'Lester' thing to do.

"What?"

She looked at me quizzically as I replied, "Oh, the nose-pinching thing, it kinda, well y'know, Lester?"

And she laughed as I repeated her previous actions.

"But you're ok now?" she asked still smiling, as she stood up.

But I was too caught up in staring at her gracefulness and the warmth of her smile to reply, which caused her to laugh once more.

"I'll take you ogling at my bum as a yes shall I?" she mocked.

Suddenly exasperated I replied "What?! No! I was just… You… Well…" the words were stumbling out of my mouth now, not even I was sure of what I was saying.

"Good night Connor." she called as she headed back towards her room.

I rested my head against my hands in frustration. Smooth Connor. Real smooth.

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I sat up in my bed and yawned, I was tired, but then again I was always tired; many nights in a row I've woken up in a start because of a stupid nightmare.

As I made my way to the bathroom to get ready, I caught sight of Abby in the kitchen, sitting at the table with her head resting in her hands. I glanced over at the toaster and saw black smoke beginning to rise, so quickly limped over to remove the badly burnt slices of toast. I turned round to see Abby staring at me sleepily; I guess I wasn't the only one that was tired. It was then that I remembered her coming into my room last night to comfort me yet again. She groaned as she saw the toast then, and let her head drop back into her arms. I threw the ruined toast in the bin and placed two more slices into the toaster, before taking a seat next to her.

"Abby, I'm really sorry about last night, and all the other nights. You don't have to come into my room or anything just to-"but was interrupted by Abby mumbling into her arms.

"Mhhmummd smmd…"

"Abby, I can't hear you love."

Her head shot up quickly then, "Do not call me love." and then, as if suddenly remembering how tired she was, propped her head up with her hands and added "It's fine by the way. Oh and the toast is probably burning."

I groaned and headed towards the toaster, but was pleasantly surprised when two golden brown slices were placed onto a plate. Grinning with pride I turned back to face me, who was also looking a bit more merry. I buttered the slices and came to sit back down next to Abby, and handing over a slice said "And it's not fine me waking you up in the middle of the night, almost every night. You're obviously knackered."

"Yeh well. That's what friends do right? Besides you wake me up when you scream my name anyway, so I might as well go and check if you're alright."

I nodded thoughtfully and carried on eating.

"Why do you call my name? I know I said I wouldn't ask… You don't have to tell me it's just… I'm worried I guess."

Putting down the remainder of my slice of toast I tell her all about the nightmare; the creature, the anomaly and… her.

"…and that's when I wake up screaming."

I picked up my toast then and continued to eat, waiting for her to reply, more to the point, I was waiting for her to mock me, tease me for having such stupid nightmares, so was shocked when she placed her hand on mine and squeezed it, a reassuring squeeze. I looked at her, slightly confused, but was interrupted for the second time that morning, only not by Abby this time, but by the phone.

By the time I had even registered the phone ringing; Abby had stood up and answered it. I watched as her face fell into a scowl "Yes… uh huh… oh but you… yes I know, but you…fine." Hanging up the phone she turned to me, "Lester wants us up the ARC. Seems our medical leave has been cut short."

"But… but…"

"My thoughts exactly. Now finish your toast, he wants us there by 10:30."

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A/N I hope you enjoyed it, I'm halfway through writing chapter 2 so that will be uploaded soon. Review pleaaase, I'd love to know whether you liked it or not or what I can do to improve it :) thanks