Disclaimer: I do not own Primeval or it's characters, if I did there would have been a series 6. And a series 7, and... a lot of series. No copyright intended.

A/N: So this is it! The first chapter to the sequel of "We Have To Finish". This chapters pretty much just pure fluff, since the other chapters won't be that. (Sorry. I love angst. But I also love happy endings, so no worries.)

Enjoy!

Abby stood on the other side of her bed as she watched Connor make faces that she couldn't help but giggle at. He was trying to stuff his overnight bag full of a week's worth of things and she had hardly got anything done from the entertainment he brought her.

Connor's eyes lifted up when he heard a chuckle from Abby. His eyes met hers and he beamed back at her, no idea why she was laughing, he was just happy. He looked down and saw the lack of clothing in her bag and his mouth slanted to the side. "Abs, I don't think me mum will appreciate coming without any clothes." He teased her. She looked down and sighed.

"I don't know what to bring."

"Well, clothing would be a start."

Abby rolled her eyes at him and put a leg on the bed to sit in a sideways manner. "Wow Connor, that didn't even dawn on me!"

He smiled at her sarcasm and sat down beside her. "What about starting with the simple thing, like things you'll need without thought."

"I already have all my undergarments, Connor. But should I bring a dress? No, that would be over doing it right? I mean I never wear dresses. I hate dresses actually. I could bring a skirt, but then I'd need to bring leggings to be comfortable and then I'd feel like me but I won't be working and it's going to be on the warm outside and-"

"Abby," she turned her head at him to see the smile coating his lips. "I think my babbling is starting to rub off on you."

Abby snorted and looked down at her hands. "Yeah… It seems that way."

"Bring the clothes you would have worn yesterday or any other day. You don't have to impress anyone, yeah?"

"But … they could not like me, you know."

"Abby," he pulled her head up to look her in the eyes. "That's impossible."

Abby gave him a smile and nodded. "Thanks."

Connor kissed the side of her forehead and jumped off the bed with a deep breath. He once more pulled the zipper together and finally was able to zip it closed. Connor grinned before speaking. "Well, I'm all packed!"

She the side of her mouth tweaked into a smirk. "Did you pack the toothbrushes?"

Connor sighed, still his normal excited self. "Toothbrushes, check!" and he ran out for the bathroom and a zip-lock-bag. Abby smiled to herself and looked back at her bag. Connor was right, she didn't have anyone to impress – she already had Connor. But she still really wanted his family to like her.

Abby and Connor hopped in the car and grinned at each other, though both a little doubtful. She wanted to meet Connor's family and was excited to finally meet all of them but it was also nerve-wracking. She never had much of a family and getting to meets Connor's was a lot for her, she wasn't sure how to act.

Connor was nervous as well, but for him he honestly had no idea why he was so nervous. He just always was when it came to visiting his family. He knew how much they would all love Abby, maybe it was more about if Abby would like them. He couldn't really say, but he was also pretty excited to finally introduce her to his family as his girlfriend.

It was Friday morning, they called in telling Cutter that they were taking a holiday and they planned to be back Sunday night – Cutter didn't seem too upset but he said they better pray no anomaly opened when they were gone, which was very unlikely knowing anomalies. Connor turned his head to her as he drove – usually she would be the one driving but Connor knew the fastest way to Brighton so Abby gave in – she looked at him and gave him a questioning look.

"Wha'?"

He broke his gaze and shook his head. "Nothing." He looked back at the road and she smiled at him but was fairly confused. She looked out the window and sunk down in the seat some. Connor looked over at her and showed the smile he was hiding. He was being a bit of his Connor-self so he wasn't going to say it, but he couldn't believe he was with Abby. He always assumed he'd just die still friends with her and still in love with her, so he never got married or had kids or … Lord would that be depressing. He smiled even bigger as he focused on the empty road.

"Oh Connor," she sat up at looked at him. "Did you remember the anomaly detector?"

Connor nodded. "Almost forgot it, didn't I? But it's in the back. All prepared if an anomaly comes our way."

Abby nodded as she twisted to see the detector in the seat. "I was actually hoping you'd forget about it."

Connor let out a laugh. "Be nice, wouldn't it? No anomalies for a little while."

"Yeah, it really would." She turned back to see the road and shrugged. "If we do get one, can we pretend it was on silent?"

Connor gave her an amused glance. "I don't think it has a silence setting, Abs. Besides, we never get anomalies in Brighton and Cutter said we were only on anomaly duty if it opened near us. We're safe, yeah?"

"Anomalies seem to always follow us wherever we are, though."

"I thought it was the other way around."

Abby smiled at him and let out a gasp when Connor abruptly hit on the brakes, slamming them forward. Connor looked ahead of him with arched brows and then looked at Abby with worrisome eyes. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, fine… Is he-?" Connor and she looked ahead again at what they stopped for. A man was just standing in the center of the road giving them a harsh glare as he walked his dogs across the street in the middle of nowhere.

"I'm not too worried for him." Connor gave the man a smile and a wave as he kept going and made his way out of the road. Once the man and his pets were out of the way Connor kept driving on but the abrupt stop caught his attention to the fuel meter. They needed petrol.

"Seems we're going to take another stop," Connor told her.

"As long as I don't get a whip lash from this one." She said with a smug smile and he smirked back at her. "But after our petrol stop its right back to the road."

Connor nodded with a teasing voice. "Yes ma'am."

After about five more minutes they found a random petrol station to pull into. Connor drove through and put the pump into the vehicle and Abby went into the convenient store to use the loo and gather some snacks for the hour long trip.

Abby slid back into the passenger's side to see Connor waiting in the car for the pump to click off.

"Coffee?" she offered. Connor looked at the cup of brew and gratefully took it.

"Thanks, Abs. Tea for yourself?"

"As always." She looked out at the pump and heard it make a big clunk sound to indicate it had shut off. Connor stepped out of the car and finished up while Abby looked ahead and saw the man in the street with all the dogs. He was eyeing her before walking into the store. Connor slid back in the car and grinned.

"You ready?"

She nodded, but was still distracted. "Yeah, course."

"What's wrong?"

"Just that man with all the dogs," Abby let out a laugh and shook her head. "He was just there glaring at me. – What are we doing just sitting here? Chop, chop! Let's get moving!"

He hastily turned the key, changed gears and they were off. Connor still noticed her being distracted though, like she had been from the start of the trip. He was afraid this would be too fast; they hadn't exactly been together for a long period of time – meeting the family was a little fast, even if it was her idea. "Abs, you all right?"

She turned her head to him and sighed. "Yeah, why?"

"Just seem a bit un-Abby-ish is all."

She smiled at that. Not only did Connor make up his own words for her, but he knew when something was bothering her. "I just keep worrying about … it's nothing, I'm being silly, yeah? Besides, you aren't acting very Connor-ish yourself."

He smiled at that and shrugged. "Well, I have a good reason."

"Really, what is that?"

"I have the most embarrassing family, Abs – when you meet them, you'll understand."

"Lord, Connor you have no idea how much I'd give to have that kind of embarrassing family." Once she said that she realized how pathetic it sounded so she decided to pretend she didn't say it and go on. "They can't be that bad, though."

"Me mums the classic show all the girlfriends the baby pictures type whereas me step-dad makes comments about mine and your appearance and a lot of inappropriate ones as well and Tabitha! If I had a secret worth keeping she'd tell you every dirty detail of it."

"Bring girlfriends to the house a lot then?" She said with sarcasm but Connor didn't catch on.

"Used to, yeah."

She looked at him shocked and turned her body in the seat to face him. "How many girlfriends have you had Connor?"

"Well- oi! What's that supposed to me, eh?"

"Just a question."

"A question implying I'm not the type to date. How many have you had?"

She propped her head on hand. "You answer mine I answer yours."

Connor looked at her for a second thinking then sighed and nodded. "Fine, but you better not back out once I say it. Honestly I had a number of girlfriends when I lived in Brighton… When I moved to London I became a bit of a hermit, I had a bad break up before I left so I steered clear from women. That is, 'till I met you."

Abby looked at him with an eye brow raised. "How many?"

"All together… counting the girl online and not counting you, I've had about twelve."

Abby looked at him wide eyed and then her expression suddenly changed. "Wait, why not count me?"

"This is different from all of the other relationships, ain't it?"

"I'm not trying to sound harsh Connor but … how is it different?"

"Well I - … I feel different, I guess." He took a deep breath, knowing he would have to tell Abby at some point but he wasn't going to blurt it out now. "Tell me how many you've had."

"Oh, well..." Abby looked at her hands and shrugged. "Not as many as you, to be honest. Every boyfriend I had ended up … I never picked the nicest of guys. Stephen as an example, I had a tendency for falling for the cheaters; or worse. I, umm, not counting you, I've had four."

Connor nodded in understanding. "M'sorry, Abs."

"For what?"

"I forgot you had been mistreated, I shouldn't have had you talk about it."

"No Connor, it's fine because that's the past." She smiled at him and saw his other arm resting, unused, on the wheel. She reached for his hand and intertwined her fingers with his. "And this is my future."

Connor sweetly smiled at her. "If I could I'd go find those boyfriends of yours and send them through some terrible anomalies. Get what they deserved."

Abby shook her head. "They wouldn't be worth it."

"For you, anything's worth it. You're always worth it." They came to a stop sign and he turned to her and smiled.

She smiled back at him and squeezed his hand. "You were right."

"'Bout what?"

"We are different. I never had anyone who cared about me, nothing like you do. Just never change that, kay?" Connor let go of her hand and quickly placed it on her cheek. He resituated himself as he still kept his foot on the break – he looked her in the eyes and without another word he tenderly kissed her on the lips. Abby gently returned the act of affection before pulling away and looking at the clock. Connor glanced at the clock with her and sighed.

"Guess we should keep driving. Me mums hate me being late." He looked at her again before turning back to the road. "I'd do anything for you, Abby Maitland. Don't ever think otherwise."

Abby nodded with a soft, loving smile. She kissed him one more time on the lips and leaned back in her seat, clasping his hand in hers. She looked back in front of him and let the car drive, knowing there was no cars coming, there never was. They spent the rest of the ride in peaceful silence with the occasional jokes and questions, assured this weekend would be amazing.