So yeah, kinda random but I was watching Ideal the other day and wondered what it would be like if Abby met Lee :)

Xover between Primeval & Ideal, don't own anything :)

Yeah so rating for language and drug use :) Just putting that out there, if that offends ya, soz...

So it's set Season 3 Primeval in between eps 3 &4 , so no Cutter and Danny's not on the team, and for Ideal it's set kind just before 3x5, "the Bath" so yeah Lee's not all .. odd... well less odd than he is in the later eps :)

A/N : so so anyone that doesn't know the TV show Ideal, it was one that Andrew Lee Potts was in while he was also doing Primeval, he plays a drug addicted wannabe rockstar. If you haven't seen it, check it out on youtube, it's hilarious :)

Abby sat alone in her large apartment, enjoying the peace and quiet for a change. No anomalies had opened in weeks and so they'd been sent home, told they'd receive a call if there were any anomalies.

Rex was snuggled up next to her on the couch, sound asleep and the lights from the telly illuminated the dark room. It was getting pretty late into the evening, but Abby wanted to wait up for Connor. Not that she wanted to act like his girlfriend or anything, nope, that wasn't her deal... She told herself. She just was excited to hear about how his night went.

Connor had received a call that morning in the ARC, telling Abby it was his older brother. The news of Connor's brother shocked her a little, she never knew... Not that she'd asked him about his family, well except his dad... and that was more from asking Connor why he wore the ring around his neck. It had once belonged to his father, but he had had been killed in a car crash when he was younger. Connor didn't really talk much about himself; he talked all the time, but never about anything truly personal.

So when Connor had said that he was on the phone to his brother, Abby was all for them catching up and having a 'boys night' as she had told Connor. He wasn't entirely up for the idea, which didn't really surprise Abby. Connor never really struck her as the 'party all day and night' type of guy, more the 'wait 14 days in a tent for tickets to the new Star Wars movie', which Connor denied ever doing, but she'd found the tickets...

So after much convincing from herself and Sarah, Connor had reluctantly agreed to go and meet up with his brother Lee.

He'd left that evening to go around to his brother's flat and jokingly told Abby that if he wasn't back by morning to call the Missing Person's Unit. Abby had laughed and told him she'd have to, as he still owed her this month's rent and with had Connor had left.

However, it was now getting to the wee hours of the morning, which was unusual for Connor not to be home - not that she was worried about him. It was a Saturday night, perfectly understandable for a normal guy in his mid-twenties to be home late on a Saturday night...

"But he's not normal..." Abby sighed, curling up next to her pre-historic pet, listing to Rex sleepily smack his lips as he shifted in his sleep.

No, she wasn't going to worry. He was probably just reminiscing with his brother about all the good times they had growing up, all the pranks Lee pulled on his dorky little brother and all the times Connor told on his older brother for stealing his toy dinosaurs. Somewhere between imagining Connor's family holidays, she had drifted off into a comfortable sleep.

A loud knock at the door woke her instantly, making Abby practically jump out of her skin.

"Oooopen uuup-p," Connor's voice called through the key whole, followed by a childish giggle, He laughed, finding his situation thoroughly amusing, but the door muffled his words as he stepped away from the key hole. " It's –eee."

"Bloody Connor," she muttered to herself as she grabbed her dressing gown from where it lay across the armchair in the far corner and flicked the lights on.

The knocks continued, pausing slightly and then speeding up the pace, forming a little tune.

"What the hell time does he think this is?" Each syncopated knock was making her that much more irritated and annoyed.

She flung open the door, expecting to unleash a blind rage of fury, but instead was stunned into silence when she saw his appearance; this was not how he had left their flat ten hours ago...

The first thing she noticed was his hair. Spiked up at all angles like a porcupine with what, Abby could only assume was at least a whole bucket of gel and a can or three of hairspray. Next she looked at his clothes, he was wearing a long black leather coat, black skinny jeans, biker boots and a red and black striped top. He looked like an eccentric emo rock star, not the Connor she knew. Though that was not the most starting aspect of his appearance. He looked completely sloshed! His eyes were nothing if not glazed over, and he was leaning against the doorframe, which by the looks of things, he was one step away from fully making out with.

As if suddenly realising the door had opened he smiled, giggled again and stuck out his hand, " 'ello, I'm – "

"Yes, I know, we're well acquainted," Abby grabbed his hand and put it over her shoulder, helping him inside. Man, when did Connor get so heavy?

"Are we?" He muttered to himself, his head lolling around as he looked at his surroundings.

"Wot a lovely house, d'you make it?" He commented, as Abby helped him onto the couch. She wasn't about to attempt the stairs with Connor in this state.

"Uh, no..." She replied frowning, where the hell did Connor think he was?

"S'alright," he shrugged, though clearly disappointed with her answer. He starred at her for a brief moment, looking her up and down with a sleepy smile.

"Geez, you're fit, ain't cha!" He suddenly blurted out, giving her a lazy wink, his head fell forward, looking like it was too heavy for his neck to hold up. He snapped his head back up as if he'd just had a brilliant idea.

"Fancy a shag?" he wondered casually, making it sound as if he'd were asking if she wanted a cup of tea or the last biscuit from the tin.

Abby paused with shock and rage, her eyes wide. She threw his arm off her and pushed him back to the couch. God, who knew Connor was such a sleazy drunk...?

"I'm fine, thanks," she glared at him.

"Suit yerself..." he muttered in reply with a shrug.

Letting out a deep breath she calmed herself, relaying the thought in her mind that Connor didn't know or mean what he was saying and that it was just the alcohol talking...

"Come on, you need to sleep," she picked up the blanket at the end of the couch and spread it over him.

"I'm in a band," he suddenly said, sitting up again and looking up at her.

"Really?" Abby told him, her voice rich with sarcasm. It was really too early in the morning to be dealing with Connor's idiotic drunken ramblings.

"Yea', it's'alled Silicon Val-leys," he murmured, allowing Abby to push him back down on the couch. He gave a happy little grin and curled back up in his blanket, like a small child. "But it's Valets with a 't' ..." he yawned widely in the middle of his sentence, closing his eyes.

Abby laughed despite how tired she felt, she really needed to find her video camera. This was priceless!

"Like, as in parking valets..." his voice was getting softer as he spoke more to himself than anyone else. "like those dudes that park ya car..." And with that he was fast asleep.

"Right..." Abby shook her head, walking away from her sleeping flatmate. God, he was well and truly out of it. She poured a glass of water and took an old ice-cream container out of the cupboard and left it by the coffee table next to the couch. Couldn't be too careful and if she knew one thing for sure, Conner was gonna have a bigger problem in the morning. Turning off the lights, she made her way up the stairs to bed. She was going to have some interesting tales to tell come Monday morning in the ARC.

Sunday morning was usually a nice relaxing day that her and Connor would spend the day watching movies and just doing absolutely nothing. That was except when an anomaly showed up and their weekends turned into workdays.

This just happened to be such a morning. Abby curse her phone violently and imaginatively as she reached her hand out of her warm cocoon of covers to answer the phone.

"Hey," she mumbled almost incoherently into the receiver.

"Abby, sorry but there's an anomaly just opened up, we've got it pretty much under control but I need you to meet us at the ARC," Becker barked orders through the phone, with all the command of a highly decorated general. "Oh and – "

She hung up, not really needing to know anything else that Becker had to say at six am, and forced herself to roll out of bed. With a violent yawn she stretched her arms out wide – this was all Connor's fault, if she hadn't been waiting up for him, she'd had a pleasant night's sleep and not the measly hour that she'd only just manage to get.

Walking towards the bathroom, she smiled wickedly, at least Connor would be worst off than her and she would at least get a shower.

She'd already opened the bathroom door and thrown down her towel before she even realised that she wasn't alone.

"Mornin'," his voice was a hell of a lot more nasally and husky than she'd ever heard it before. She was going to ask him if he was feeling okay, but the scene she saw being carried out in front of her made her whole body shake with anger.

"What. The. FUCK. Do you think are doing?" She growled darkly, she'd gone past angry now, she was about ready to murder Connor right in front of her.

"Uh, coke? Y'want some?" He sniffed, rubbing his noise with the back of his hand from where he sat crouched next to the toilet seat, a small white pile of chalky powder lay on the toilet lid. He lifted the rolled up five bob note towards her, smiling, without a care.

Abby's eyes began to tear up with all the anger her body was radiating. She slapped his hand away, grabbed his shirt and pulled him up to standing, shoving his against the wall.

"How can you be so stupid!" She yelled, pushing him against the wall again, before slapping him hard across the face.

"Oww, now that's uncalled for, that is..." he moaned, nursing his cheek with his hand, sinking back down the wall to the ground.

Abby couldn't deal with this. Not after everything, Stephen, Cutter. So much had happened but she thought they were getting through it, together. It broke her heart to see that he'd just been lying to her face every day. Just like ...

She couldn't deal with it.

"Get up," she said coldly, pulling him off the floor and pushing him out the door. She couldn't even speak to him, she was that angry. At the moment she just wanted to punch him until he told her he'd never do it again. But deep down she still didn't want to hurt Connor and she knew he couldn't be alone, not in this state. The ARC was the only place now, she'd let the others deal with this. Hopefully they could talk some sense into the stupid idiot.

"Get in," all emotion had left her voice. She pushed him into the car door, not even noticing the look of confusion his face held.

"Kidnappin's a serious offence," he pointed out as he fell into the passenger seat.

"Don't talk."

"Is it weird that you're turning me on? I think I'm coming down with that Swedish syndrome already," he smirked at her, cocking his eyebrow suggestively, but Abby didn't even look at him. She kept here eyes straight ahead, not trusting herself to not throttling the idiot sitting next to her if she so much as looked at him again. "You know the one where you start te get the hots for ya kidnappers..." He continued to ramble.

"I said shut up," she growled, her knuckles whitening as she gripped the steering wheel tighter to release the anger.

No more words were spoken as Abby floored the accelerator and sped towards the ARC.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Never were those words truer in the case of Abby Maitland. Her hand was clasped tightly holding a bundle of his shirt as she practically dragged him through the ARC security and its inner corridors towards the main research area, where she was told everyone had just got back from the newly opened anomaly and would meet her there. None of the security men had asked her twice about why Connor didn't have his ARC ID. After the death glare Miss Maitland had given them, they just let the two employees pass, not wanting to be on the receiving end of her rage.

Abby ignored his random mutterings of 'where the hell are we?', 'are you an alien?' and 'are you going to kill me?' Chalking it up to however much cocaine was pulsing through his system at that time.

She pushed him into his usual chair beside the ADD. She couldn't cap her anger any longer; it burst out of her like molten lava from Mount Vesuvius.

"What the hell are you thinking Connor? Drugs? Really? You're a fucking idiot, do you know that?" She began to pace back and forth, ignoring his interruptions.

"When did it start?" She continued her inquisition. But he just starred at her, too afraid that he'd say the wrong thing.

"WHEN!" She yelled, grabbing him again, by his shirt collar, pulling him up out of the chair.

"ABBY?" Becker came running in at full pace, hearing the distress in her voice from the corridors. Sarah and Jenny followed in quickly after.

"Are you okay?" he ran up to her, checking that she wasn't physically injured in any way.

"What's going on?" Jenny asked, studied the scene before her.

"I caught Connor taking cocaine this morning," she said, her tone cold as ever.

"Connor? Ah, look, I think I can explain, I-" the young man in the chair tried to talk.

"God, just shut up Conner, you selfish bastard."

"Well hello to you to..."

Abby span around, mouth open, literally gobsmacked as the Connor that she knew and adored came walking through the corridor.

"What?" She turned from her normal Connor to the emo Connor in the chair beside her.

"I see you've met Lee," he said awkwardly, gesturing to his doppelganger.

"Lee..." Abby began to breathe again. "As in your brother Lee... your identical brother Lee..."

"Yeah..." Connor rubbed the back of his head nervously, not making eye contact. He could tell she was pissed, no, scrap that, beyond pissed... he was going to need to start making his funeral arrangements... she was definitely going to kill him...

Abby looked at the man in the chair again. He looked exactly like him, well in most ways, excluding his clothes and his hair and the look on his face that told Abby he was higher than a kite at this point in time.

All at once Connor began to apologise, "I'm really sorry, it was meant to be like a two second joke, you know 'oh look Connor's gone crazy, oh no he hasn't he's just got an identical... twin... brother...' yeah okay so not that funny, my bad..."

"Yeah, not your brightest moves there Temple," Becker shook his head, for a genius, he really could be so stupid at times.

"Yup, got that one, thanks Becker," Connor quipped to Becker as he walked over to Abby and his brother.

Abby was still looking from Connor to Lee, looking for their differences. She realised now, thinking back, that they didn't exactly sound the same and they definitely didn't talk the same way.

"It was in my file?" Connor gave a small smile, hoping to ease up the tension.

"Who reads other people's files?" Sarah scoffed.

"Connor does," Abby smiled a little; her anger towards Connor had lessened. It wasn't his fault; you can't choose your family and what not.

"Oh..." Abby suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She spent the morning treating Lee as if she'd treat Connor it that situation.

"I guess I kinda owe you an apology...?" She muttered awkwardly, rubbing her hand on her sleeve.

"S'alright," Lee looked up towards her general direction with a sleepy smirk on his face. "Was fun, you're a bit o' a feisty minx, though ain't cha?" He gave her a wink.

All eyes were on Abby, which she became well aware of all too quickly. A quick glance at Connor made her think he was about to pass out from how pale his looked.

"W-what?" Connor's eyes were slightly shiny as he felt his stomach churn. Had he heard what he thought he'd heard?

"Oh what? No, God no, HELL no," Abby said quickly, realising what everyone was thinking. "Connor," she looked over at him, "I thought he was you, I would never... you know," she told him as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Even Becker winced when they heard the words leave the zoologist's mouth.

"R-right," Connor said, feeling as if he'd just been punched continuously in the gut. "Course..." He looked away, picking up his brother by the arm, putting his around his shoulders. "How stupid of me..." he said quietly to himself, looking down at the floor.

"Come on, I'll call Jason," He muttered, helping his twin out of the room.

Abby bit her lip as she watched the brothers leave the room. The silence was unbearable; she'd known she'd said the wrong thing as soon as it had left her mouth. Once again, she'd spoken without thinking and unconsciously managed hurt her best friend.

"So you all knew?" Abby broke the silence, verbalising a passing thought. No one else had seemed the least bit surprised when there'd suddenly been two Connors in the room.

"Becker and I ran into them last night at a bar," Sarah spoke up. Becker immediately shoot Sarah an annoyed look, one that screamed 'What are you doing?'

It was lost on Abby who was still processing the recent events in her mind, but Jenny caught the small lovers' tiff and smiled to herself.

"Really...?" Jenny gave the soldier and the Egyptologist a knowing look, as they both avoided her eye contact.

"What should I do?" Abby sighed, running her hand through her short blonde locks, completely unaware of the other conversation happening around her.

"Go talk to him," Jenny told her wisely, "kiss and make up!"

Abby shot Jenny a hard look at her last comment.

"Oh, you know what I mean," Jenny rolled her eyes, 'God when would those two kids get a bloody clue?' she thought to herself. "Connor was just being, well, Connor, he didn't know this would happen..."

"Fine," Abby nodded, walking towards the corridor where Connor and Lee had disappeared through moments before. She needed to apologise to Connor, well first he needed to apologise to her, and then Lee needed to as well! Cause seriously, what the hell was Lee thinking coming back to her flat at five o'clock in the morning, unannounced and without Connor?

Then and only then, and depending on how sorry they both were... she might apologise to Connor...

Behind her she could just hear Jenny begin a conversation with Becker and Sarah.

"So... how was the bar?"

Hey so i can end it there, or write the wrap up scene with Connor & Abby, explaining a bit more... was also thinking of writing up what actually happened that night, with Connor, Lee, Jason, Becker & Sarah... thoughts? yes? no?

xxx