Disclaimer: I own nothing but my dog, and maybe my brain. Primeval and it's characters belong to Impossible Pictures.

A/N: This was just a little short I whipped up the other day when I was thinking about how Connor and Abby relationship changed from Series 1 to 5. How they changed ... it's... this story doesn't come near to showing how beautiful their relationship was/is. But I do hope it speaks them. Hope you enjoy it, please make sure to R&R!

"Yeah, you… ya know, you said you were… you were gonna…" he sighed. "Great, you don't remember." Abby watched as Connor's hopes fell from what she had told him, she could see the hurt in his eyes – she hated hurting him. She certainly wasn't going to say it with him asking like that though. He should know better than that. Besides, there was a time once where Abby confronted him about what he said, and he "forgot" about it – some minor payback wouldn't hurt, would it? Connor looked down at the floor and tried to avoid eye contact, seeing him like this wasn't right, she couldn't mess with him any long.

"Connor," she said as she tried to catch his eye, but he continued to look down.

"Yeah?"

"Temple…" Abby gave a smug smile as his head jerked back to face her, the gleam in his eyes making her love him even more. He stared, waiting for her to finish, and as she gave a dramatic pause just to mess with him she couldn't help but be drawn back to the moment she unknowingly found herself in love with the man standing in front of her.

"Connor?" the blond zoologist looked at Stephen, her new found crush, in awe. "Connor Temple?" she asked again in amazement.

"That would be him." Stephen answered with a smirk. Abby couldn't believe it, Stephen actually found Connor … "cool"?

"He doesn't get on your nerves just a bit?" Stephen shrugged.

"Guess he grows on you, I did find him especially annoying at first." Abby turned from Stephen to watch as the geeky, fedora wearing, dinosaur expert scanned the anomaly – hoping to find its source.

"Sure you're not just sayin' that so he doesn't ask to live in your flat?" Abby looked back at Stephen and he just smiled as he stayed occupied with reloading his guns. She looked to her right and saw Cutter coming up with a disappointed expression.

"We can't find any purpose for these to be opening. We try and try and it always comes to the same bloody result." The Professor griped to Stephen in a hissed whisper. He looked at Cutter to ask an obvious question.

"And what would that be?"

"Nothing. At times Connor's device comes up with the number three, but that's it. There's no explanation for these … anomalies." Abby felt the tension of Cutter's stress building up around them so when Stephen looked at her with an arched brow Abby decided on changing the subject.

"So Cutter, what do you think?"

"Wha- what would that be?" he said as she pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Do you not find Connor somewhat irritating?" she clarified. Cutter looked at Stephen confused.

"Connor's homeless for the time being and asked if he could stay at her flat." Stephen explained.

"Oh, well, I don't know how good of a flat-mate Connor would be, but of Connor in general … I dunno, I sorta like him." Cutter stood up straight and looked eye to eye with Abby.

"Really? I mean, I guess he's not that bad, but you don't find him … pest like?" Cutter laughed and Stephen smiled at Abby's comment.

"I dunno, he's quite funny at times – and sure I'm a bit harsh on him now and then, but I still like the lad. He's got a good heart." Abby nodded, thinking about what he said. Maybe she should give Connor another chance. She did somewhere in her find him fun to be around. She knew when Cutter fired him for spilling the secrets of the anomalies to his friends, Abby felt badly for him leaving. She thought she might even miss him. "Besides, I think he's grown quite a liking to you. Maybe you should give it a go."

Abby was taken aback when Cutter spoke. "Connor?"

"That would be the topic of this conversation." Cutter stated, fairly amused.

"Connor and I are just mates. Hardly even that – I mean…" she looked over at the clumsy geek picking up the device he dropped and suddenly getting too close to the anomaly to have another pen fly out of his pocket and into the anomaly, she smiled at the sight and bent her neck back to the two of them. "He's not really my type."

"Fine with me, it was just a suggestion." Cutter gathered the things he came for and went back to the other side of the anomaly – opposite from Connor. Abby stood there in thought for a little while, still finding it hard to tell him he could live with her. No, if he came up to her door, begging to be let in, she would shut the door in his face. She didn't want him to get any ideas that they could start dating or something.

Abby made her way beside Connor, gazing at the anomaly since she had nothing better to do. In the corner of her eye she could spot Connor staring at her, but not checking her out like she'd seen him do, but this time it was pure, loving stare. Abby felt a blush as she realized no one had ever looked at her the way he does.

"Wha'?" she asked, still ogling the beaming light in front of her. Connor jolted is head back to whatever device he held in his hands and Abby turned to him. "What is it?"

"Hm? Oh, me?" Connor tried to act oblivious to what she caught him doing, but he wasn't very good at lying.

"You were staring, why?"

"I- it's nothin', yeah? Just caught up in me thoughts, I might not even been looking at ya – I could have been starin' at …" he looked to see what was past her, but nothing but trees were in the distance. "That tree." Abby couldn't help but laugh. She nodded, accepting his denial, and looked back at the anomaly. "Abby," Connor spoke again. She looked at him with curious eyes and he smiled at her.

"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful your eyes are?" Abby felt her heart skip a beat, because sadly enough, no one ever really had. Not like he just did. Without realizing it Abby was the one staring at Connor this time, but Connor took it as a glare and apologized for saying anything.

"Connor," she cut him off from his rant. "You're babbling again."

"Sorry, I just … I've got to go." Before he walked off in shame Abby saw the hurt in his eyes, paining her to see it she decided to say something.

"Connor," he looked back at her, meeting her eyes. Hope building back up and each bit of his courage being glued back together. "Thank you." Connor grinned at her beauty and gave a small nod.

"Course." He walked to Cutter and they talked about more anomaly results, leaving Abby to herself – making her realize just how sweet Connor really was. Even if she did have a crush on her, he'd get over it. When he's over it, then they can be mates – and Abby really looked forward to that.

Abby struggled to keep a straight face as she made Connor wait for her to finally say it. When a grin begged to come out she decided her pause for an effect had been enough on Connor, not that it was even that long. She looked him in the eyes, Connor wanting to give a big smile himself, and she at last finished her question.

"Will you marry me?"