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Any references to people, places, businesses etc is entirely fictitious.
10.5 – Twelfth of Never
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Plans change, they change all the time.
Jenny called shortly after dinner. The plans they had made at the park earlier needed to be changed, just a little. Jenny explained that she wasn't going to bring her two children for Connor's mum to watch after all. Michael's mother had arrived with his brother also and she insisted on watching the grandkiddies herself tonight. Not to worry though, Jenny reassured Abby, she was definitely bringing Michael's brother to the club… just be sure to get Connor's sister there. Abby closed the cell phone with a small chuckle.
Privately, Abby thought Connor's mother might just be glad for some one on one time with her granddaughter. The older woman adored the child, and time shared together was a special treat for both of them. Abby watched the pair sitting side by side on the soft rug in front of the hearth. Gran was stacking blocks, red, yellow, blue. Sarah Leia Temple was clapping her small hands together, stopping periodically to knock one off the stack. Both of them were giggling at this new game.
Abby sensed Connor's presence before she felt him wrap his arms around her. He nuzzled her neck, his breath warm as he whispered in her ear. "Do you really want to go out? We could stay home… have an early night…"
"Jenny called," Abby replied "Michael's mother will be watching their two, I've already told her we would meet them at the club."
"Oh, yeah, right," said Connor. He had forgotten, they were supposed to meet Michael's brother tonight.
"Jess will be bringing your sister," Abby reminded. "We'll just go for a little while… come home early," Abby added "your sister could use an evening out."
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The sounds of the party could still be heard as Danny entered Connor's private home lab; the murmur of conversation, the laughter between friends, soft music in the background. Danny looked back through the open door to see if anyone was watching him, but all he saw were bodies holding close, swaying slowly in time to the romantic melody, amidst silver balloons and streamers.
It was a minor miracle, he thought. The latest anomaly he had stepped through brought him here, to their home, this evening, Connor and Abby's twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.
He chuckled. What a surprise he thought. The last time he had seen the pair he thought they were together… but knowing them… Danny grinned, glad they sorted themselves.
He chuckled again, remembering the tales his friends had told. It was odd seeing them with wrinkles starting to crease their faces and gray streaks in their hair, but he had enjoyed listening to their stories as they caught up, years of adventures, some small trials and tribulations, lots of love, laughter, children and the memories of a wedding long ago.
He still couldn't believe he had missed Connor and Abby's wedding.
He shook his head. Nope, that just wasn't right. And so now, here he was in Connor's lab sneaking around like a mischievous schoolboy.
He was searching, searching the work table for the invention that Connor had described so excitedly. Danny reached down and picked up the metallic case, sliding the cover back to reveal a keypad and beveled glass screen.
Yeah, this was Connor's prototype. Danny looked down at the device he held in his hands. He was going to a wedding, and with any luck, he'd get there early… make sure Connor had a proper stag party too. Danny shook his head again. Unbelievable! When Danny had heard Connor say that he didn't have a stag, hadn't even wanted one, Danny knew, he was going to have to fix this.
Danny was still chuckling as he punched in the numbers on Connor's new gadget.
The air shimmered, fractured and the anomaly opened.
Danny stepped through.
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Ever since her first mission, sitting at a bus stop so many years ago, she had been waiting. She'd always been active, ensuring the recruiting and training of the others. Occasionally she found herself on some small mission, a moment's guard needed from time to time, but mostly her assignment had been waiting… for this night.
"We'll meet at eight," she reminded them "set up a perimeter, we need to contain and neutralize any and all threats." Then she snapped the cell phone shut. They didn't need to be reminded, she thought. They had known this night was coming for years now, just as she had. Hopefully, they were going to be ready for it. She looked around the large living area, her eyes softening at the sight of her children and the older woman playing scrabble at the round table.
"Mother Lester," she said to the older woman "I've got to go out... work, James is running late, he'll be here shortly to have dinner with you and the children." It wasn't often that the entire Lester family stayed in the London flat, but she had built a life here and now, while waiting, while staying focused on her mission. Tonight, she wanted her life, her loves, close by. She kissed them each, before pivoting on her stilettos and walking out the door.
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As Abby had thought, Connor's mother hadn't minded the change in plans in the least. Abby continued talking to her mother-in-law about bedtimes and stories, the possibilities of bottles and nappies. They both turned to watch as Connor scooped up the little girl playing with blocks. The cast on his left arm made it a tad difficult, but he was determined. Trailing kisses across her face and patting her on the back, he held her close for a hug. The little one rubbed her eyes tiredly, and snuggled into her father's neck.
Connor was babbling to her in a soft low voice, "Sarah's gonna be a good girl for Gran… Mummy and Daddy will be back soon…"
As he turned to walk down the hallway to her bedroom, his voice was lost to the hearing of the women fondly watching them. Abby and the older woman exchanged a glance and a smile. They were too different to not have differences from time to time, but one thing they definitely agreed on. They both loved the pair in front of them.
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Becker was worried. He couldn't be two places at once. He knew it, but that didn't mean he liked it. He would have to trust the others to watch the flat, ensure that his Goddaughter and Connor's mum were safe from harm. His assignment was to keep Connor and Abby out of trouble.
Simple, right?
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With promises to Connor's Mum that they wouldn't be late, Abby and Connor drove to The Perch. The trendy club was getting quite a popular reputation, especially now with Michael and his group performing there.
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