Hi everyone. This is my first Primeval fanfiction so please don't hate too much.
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Jess stormed down the hall towards her ADD seat. She dropped herself into the black and red leather chair. She could feel the chair dip downwards as it took the impact of her whole body. She spun round with an angry force to face the screen. She rubbed her temples, stress completely taking over.
Things had gone from bad to worse in less than twenty-four hours!
She had had dinner with her family last night, and it had not gone well. Her father was asking her to think about (more like forcing her to) become a professional ballerina. She had been doing it since she was seven and was extremely good at it. However, she had never been able to perform or anything because of her job at the ARC. However, her father did not care about what she wanted and wanted his 'Little Robin' to quit her job. She had made an outrageous argument, which did not please her mother at all with the 'low life' language that she had used (basically no fancy posh words that her mother wished her to use or the posh voice).
Then, they started to plan her life. Her party. They wanted another big, posh, fancy dinner where she knew no one. She wanted a normal party for once. She was turning twenty! Good-bye teenage years! Jess could not wait, as people would stop treating her like a child. She would be classed as a proper adult in her family. However, her idea of a normal party was completely not allowed. Just another dinner. She had stormed out of the house and driven all the way home, tears in her eyes. When she got home, Conner and Abby had been watching a movie. She had forgotten they were living with her. She had opened the front door, slammed it behind her and run to her room, slamming that door too. She had fallen onto her bed and cried herself to sleep like she had done quite a bit when she had turned thirteen.
The reason for the argument about the party was because as Jess sat there almost breaking the keys on the keyboards of the ADD, the count down until she was twenty had begun. At eight thirty that night on the dot, she would be twenty.
However, she had been excited about it all, but the argument with her parents made that less. Too top that, no one at the ARC had remembered!
She always remembered everyone else's birthdays. Conner's was on October 29th, Abby's on April 1st, Matt's on May 4th (May the forces be with you), Lester's on 26th February and Captain Becker's on May 29th. How could they forget hers? August 7th. It isn't that hard to remember. If she can remember all of theirs then they can remember hers.
She had tried nearly everyone.
(Earlier that (not so fine) day about 6:33am...)
Jess walked into the small 'chill-out' room that Lester had got for them as a 'welcome back Conner and Abby' gift. No one had complained that the old ARC had had one and this one didn't. That was until Conner got back.
There were a few beanbags, a sofa, two armchairs and a small kitchen for them to make coffee.
"You all right Jess? Con and Abby told us that you came back in tears last night." Matt said, his Irish accent creeping through her.
"Perfectly fine thanks. Just a bit of a row with my parents that's all," she said walking up to the kitchen work surface and taking a biscuit. She knew not to touch the chocolate digestives as they somehow ended up belonging to Becker.
"I had rows with my mother all time. She always won me back though." Becker said sighing at the end. "If only I wasn't such a sucker for a pack of chocolate digestives." He turned round and picked three of them up, taking a bite through all three at once. Everyone couldn't help but laugh at that. Even Becker himself gave a little chuckle.
Jess saw her chance as she took some shortbread and hobnobs and started to walk away to get back to work. She always found it funny that just before work those four would always be in that room with a mug of coffee and biscuits. She hated coffee.
"Well, does anyone remember what today is?" she said fingers crossed behind her back.
"Saturday the 7th." Conner said with a hobnob in his mouth. Abby hit him for that as crumbs went all over her. Jess gave them an 'anything else' look at the door.
"Oh, the EMDs need their monthly check on." Becker said. Only he could have remembered that. Why did they need to be checked on monthly? He did that three times every day nearly.
The four started chatting about something as she walked out of the room and towards the main room. She sighed, a little upset.
Then her phone rang. She looked at it and saw that it was her father. She knew she should at least hear him out. She picked up the phone with a cheerful hello.
"Jessica, about your dinner..." She hung up on him, her blood boiling. She stomped off towards her ADD chair.
She wasn't going to answer the phone to him for the rest of the day...
(An hour later (7:45am) after banging at the keys of the ADD...)
Jess had been tapping away so much she hadn't noticed the time fly by. However, she was brought back to the present by the ADD going off. It was an anomaly. She tried to find where it was.
"Silent forest." She declared to the others behind her. She tapped a key three times. "There's no CCTV." She said worriedly.
"Well you better get down there yourself Miss Parker." She turned to face Lester. "That way you'll know what's going on and won't stress out." She looked at him in shock. She'd have to go to the site!
"But-"
"Well off you go. Becker will make sure you don't get eaten." He said returning to his office. Jess turned back to the ADD and rubbed her temples.
Worst birthday ever! She thought to herself.
Well? A bit slow, I know, but this chapter was just to give you the information. It kicks off in the next chapter. Give me a chance here.
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