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Connor was busy pretending to be doing some actual work when in reality, he was eavesdropping on Abby's conversation. He didn't really think this was a problem seeing as he was her fiancée and had the right to know whether she was flirting with the new soldier. Which she totally was. Like the soldier was with her. He wanted to go over and put a possessive arm around his wife-to-be but she'd probably give him a black eye for it. Apparently, saying that she was his was 'sexist'. An unnaturally high laugh floated over to the scientist, forcing him to take just a quick look over their way. Abby was waving goodbye to the soldier who was finally leaving. Good. Connor might've started a fight with him if he stayed.

"So, who was that?" He said casually, walking over to his fiancée.

"Mark? He's a new soldier here. He was showing me his weapons." Connor cringed, thinking how much of a euphemism that clearly was.

"Right. You seemed very...friendly with him." He knew he was overdoing the casualness. "Laughing and smiling."

"Just wanted to make him feel welcome. Why is there a problem with that?" She said it sweetly but there was a hint of dangerous undertone, challenging him to say anything.

So he shook his head and went back to his work. It was only fifteen minutes later when 'Mark' returned, offering Abby a coffee and being far too chatty. Mark's a stupid name, Connor thought to himself, glaring at the back of the handsome soldier's head. I bet Becker chose him on purpose, I bet he knew Abby would fancy him. He would kill him when he got his hands on the captain. Whilst thinking of ways that he could kill Becker, Abby and Mark had begun walking away from the main room, further into the arc. Of course, Connor wasn't the suspicious type; he trusted his finacee completely. Which was why he wasn't going to run off after them and he wasn't going to stalk them around the building.

Oh bugger it, he thought, running off after them.

"Wow, that really is big! I never knew anyone had one that size!"

Connor froze outside the door, eyes wide. They couldn't be talking about what he thought they were talking about...could they?

"Most people don't, but I grew mine well." Laughter from both of them.

"Well I've certainly never seen something like this."

"Do you want to touch it?"

This was getting totally out of hand now. Connor burst into the room, prepared to face anything. "What the hell is going on-"

He stopped dead. There was Abby, looking bemused and holding up some sort of huge, exotic plant. The soldier gave me an odd look.

"Mark was just showing me his cosmos atrosanguineus. What did you think we were doing?"