Looking Back

Out of all the times Connor hoped. This one was sure to be his last. After a year in the Cretaceous with Abby, he lost hope in finding his home. Not the building. But a place where he felt he belonged. He had just found it after they escaped the future predators the first time.

Connor walked down the quiet corridors of the ARC, determined to find the man who risked his own life for theirs. A man Connor's heart started to leap at. Sure he liked Abby before. But as soon as he just glanced at this man, seen what he's done for them, even though he barely knows them, Connor loved this man. Connor found the man in the locker room, stiffly pulling his torn t-shirt over his head. Connor had frozen in the doorway, not knowing wherever to help as the man struggled or to flee. Unfortunately for Connor, Becker heard the footsteps and turned to glance at him, smirking.

"Alright there Connor?" he asked.

"Yeah." Connor replied meekly. "How's y-your shoulder?"

"Little sore. It'll go overnight." he shrugged.

Connor let out a laugh, causing Becker to frown at him. Connor felt his cheeks heat up.

"It's just -" Connor started. "It's just unbelievable how you survived after facing those predators. On your own for that matter. How did you do it?"

"I don't really know to be honest." Becker shrugged.

Connor chewed nervously on his lip and stepped forward, closer to Becker.

"Here. Let me help you with that. That shoulder looks pretty stiff." Connor said nervously.

"Thanks." Becker mumbled.

Connor helped get Becker's stiff arm through a plain black t-shirt and a longer sleeved jacket. Becker groaned as he bent his arm the wrong way, causing Connor to step back. Becker gave Connor a lopsided, apologetic smile. Both staying quiet. Connor shifted from foot to foot, nervously, thinking that Becker was going to growl at him. But instead, they stayed staring at each other. Connor took the time to fully notice the small scar on Becker's eyebrow that seemed to animate on its own accord. Which it had done just then. It leaped close to Becker's hairline in confusion as to why Connor was grinning at him.

"Your eyebrows have a mind of their own." Connor giggled.

"I never noticed." Becker genuinely replied.

Connor bit his lip as Becker turned to fold his clothes and toss them back in the locker. Connor wanted to thank the man, but he didn't know how. That's when Connor couldn't take it anymore. He spun Becker around, pinning him against the lockers and slammed their lips together. Connor was about to back off, when Becker's hands gripped his waist and pulled Connor closer. Connor never expected Becker to react in that way, shove him off yeah, but this. When they had released each other's lips, neither man said a word.

Until Becker broke it.

"Come back to my place." He asked, his voice sounding quiet.

Connor frowned and his mouth was quicker than his brain. "Why?"

"Because." Becker paused, squeezing Connor's hips slightly. "I want you there."

"Why me?" Connor chuckled.

"Why did you just kiss me?" Becker smirked.

Connor's brain clicked in and smiled widely. Connor run his thumb over the small hair's on the back of Becker's neck, making Becker shiver.

"You soppy git." Connor joked. "I would never have thought you'd be this soft."

"Hey." Becker shot. "I have 3 sisters, I have you know."

"Really?" Connor leant back slightly.

"Yep. Only son." Becker smirked.

"No wonder you're soft." Connor laughed and kissed Becker again.

Connor smiled to himself as he remembered the feel of Becker's lips on his. The way Becker would always make sure Connor was alright before trying something new. The way he was always protective of everyone, especially Connor. Connor missed their nights in; both huddled on the sofa, with a DVD playing. Connor found that Becker was just like him when it came to romance. Useless. It's the small things that made Connor happy though. He found it funny when Becker used to frown at something he didn't understand or look worriedly at Connor when he had a new idea.

Connor hoped that this was all a dream and he would wake up beside Becker. Who would be sporting a bed head. Which Connor found sexy of course. Connor had once watched Becker sleeping peacefully on his stomach one night, his arm around Connor's waist. Connor had noticed that Becker always kept skin to skin contact when they were together. Especially in bed. As if the soldier was afraid he'd lose his scientist.

Connor sighed loudly and looked to the sky of the Cretaceous. He wanted to be home.

Told you guys I'll mass upload

If I finish my nails quickly, then I'll post the next chapter of my Help Returns up tonight

It'll make it 4 uploads in one day

New personal record for the month

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