"Moved in together? Us?" Connor muttered later that afternoon, his face incredulous. "I mean, I've never even considered that-" Becker rose an eyebrow, his eyes narrowed, and Connor backtracked slightly. "I mean, I just hadn't thought it was a possibility." He said quickly, blushing brightly and turning his eyes away from Becker.

Becker rose another eyebrow. "And why is that?"

Connor's face turned even brighter, reminding Becker strongly of a tomato. "Well…you aren't…I mean, maybe you are…but you never said…"

Becker held up a hand, slowly closing his eyes. "Connor, are you trying to ask me if I'm gay?"

Wow, Becker wasn't aware someone could turn that shade of purple. "Uh- well, I just didn't-"

"Because I'm not. Bi is closer." Becker continued, staring at Connors cheek warily. If they got any darker, he might have to call a medic.

Connor turned his head around in shock, his eyes wide and moth hanging open. "So you're-"

"Connor, they just told you that in this timeline, we have been together for months. And live together. I think the secret's out." Becker replied, rolling his eyes and smirking.

Connor let out a chuckle. "Right. I guess that was a little obvious."

Becker let out a small smile. "And they call you a genius."

"I am a genius." Connor informed him, the redness finally fading from his cheeks. His smile faded slightly, and he looked toward the door, as if afraid someone would walk in. "Do you think this is the timeline before Cutter changed it? Like if they hadn't changed it the first time, this is what would have happened."

Becker hesitated, frowning at the thought. "I- Connor, you know I wasn't part of the team when all of that happened- but I think you're right. From all the reports I read, the ARC didn't exist for Cutter before he came back through that anomaly. And here it still doesn't. And then there's the whole Claudia, Jenny thing…"

"So weird." Connor agreed, shaking his head frantically. "I mean, Professor Cutter always told me that Jenny was Claudia- I guess I just never really understood that until now."

Becker nodded slowly, leaning back in his chair and frowning. "I need to go see my men."

"If it's even the same men." Connor muttered.

Becker shot him a glare, not liking the thought at all. That was just what he needed- to have to explain to a group of soldiers that he didn't know who they were because he wasn't the same person he had apparently been earlier that day.

"Sorry." Connor muttered, seeing his look on Becker's face. "Maybe we should ask Abby to take us…home." And there goes the blush.

Becker tried not to wince. Unlike Connor, he couldn't say he had never thought about the two of them that way. He had…often. Apparently he had hid it well.

"And to get the car we abandoned." Becker muttered, standing slowly.

Connor shot him a grin, moving toward the door and throwing it open with a loud bang. "Come on, then. Let's see if I remember my way around here."

Becker frowned but followed the younger man willingly. Connor led them into an office a moment later- apparently, Lester's office. The man looked up from his desk as they walked in, a frown on his face. "Well, at least that hasn't changed. Knocking would be appreciated."

"Sorry, sir." Becker said quickly, ignoring the grin Connor shot at him.

Lester looked taken aback for a moment, then shook his head. "Yes, well, what did you want?"

"Uh, we were wondering if Abby could take us…home." Connor stuttered.

Becker groaned inwardly as Lester's lips twitched in amusement. "I believe she is currently with Cutter and Hart."

Becker frowned as Connor continued to stare at Lester expectantly. "And?" Connor finally blurted after it became obvious that the man wasn't going to say anymore. "Where are they?"

"Why don't you go find them?" Lester replied stoically, turning back to whatever he had been working on before they walked in.

"But-"

"You can go." Lester said, still not looking at them.

Connor huffed and turned to walk out of the office, Becker following with a small smirk. At last that was one thing that hadn't changed.

"So, where do you think they-"

"Connor! Becker!" A familiar voice said brightly, making them both turn to Abby in relief. Stephen and Cutter were behind her, both of them looking amused. "We went to look for you- we put something together!" She said, handing Connor a small notebook.

Connor frowned slightly, flipping open the first page, and then grinning brightly. "This is great!" He said, flipping through the pages.

Becker moved up behind Connor, reading over his shoulder.

It was an organized list of…everything. Their address, phone numbers, the other team members addresses. Then there were other things- Becker saw an entire page with a list of his men. A list of general facts. Connor's class schedule-

Wait.

Connor turned horrified eyes up to the people in front of him. "Sorry? Class?"

They all exchanged a confused glance while Becker fought back the smile wanting to take over his face. "Yeah- you decided to stay on to study-"

"No. No! I haven't been in school for…years. Since before Captain Ryan was killed. I can't be in school!"

That did it. Becker let out a bark of laughter, a smile spreading across his face. Connor turned to him with wide eyes, a smile breaking out over his face a minute later. "I am not going back to school."

"Fine." Becker said, a smile still on his face. He glanced over Connor's shoulder, his lips twitching again at the glares on the three people standing there. "But it isn't me you need to convince- I never knew you when you were in school. They did." He said, motioning behind Connor.

Connor turned with apprehension, only to take a quick step back at the looks Stephen and Cutter were directing at him. "No."

"Cutter, I have so much to do here…do you guys even have the ADD? And I know you don't have the locking devise. And what about-"

"And what is an…ADD?" Lester asked, coming up behind them with Claudia in tow.

"Anomaly Detection Devise." Connor said proudly.

"It's a giant supercomputer that tells us the instantly an anomaly opens- and gives coordinates." Becker said before Connor could go all techie on them. "When an anomaly opens, it sent an alarm through the ARC and we could get a team quickly."

Claudia turned to Cutter with a glare. "And why wasn't that thought of before?"

Cutter shrugged, eyes wide. "It just…hadn't come up. Something must have happened in their timeline for Connor to come up with it."

"Because school wasn't clouding up my mind." Connor muttered, only receiving a glare in response.

"Connor, no." Stephen said, rolling his eyes and motioning toward the door. "I suppose you two want to go back to your flat and read through all of that?"

Connor nodded instantly, avoiding Cutters eyes, and smiled. "Yeah, it's brilliant! Thanks!"

Becker snagged the notebook from Connor's hands as they walked back to parking. He flipped back to the list of Special Forces men while Connor chatted away with Stephen and Abby. Cutter was staying at the- at Headquarters.

He read over the list of names quickly, sighing in relief at the mostly familiar names. There were only two he didn't recognize- and three that were missing. But they were mostly the same.

He flipped to the next page, reading with interest. It was a list, written by Abby, of what she knew about their relationship. They went out together for the first time in March of last year. Told the rest of the team they were together in June. Moved in with each other February of this year. Three months ago.

Abby said their official anniversary was on March 19th. They had officially been in a relationship for a year.

Apparently, Sid and Nancy also lived with them. Becker fought back a groan at the thought. He had hoped that in this timeline the two of them didn't exist.

"Find anything interesting?" Stephen asked, having fallen into step beside him.

Becker blinked, turning his eyes to the other man. "Just reading." Becker said, snapping the notebook shut.

Stephen paused, nodding his head. "It cant be easy, everything just changing like that."

Becker didn't reply for a moment, silently marveling that he was speaking to a dead man. "It's…different. Connor at least has the memory of doing all of this before. Of you and Cutter, of this place. I don't."

Stephen nodded slowly, looking sympathetic. "You might not believe this, but you and I are pretty good friends. Abby and Connor like to have a weekly night to hang out together without us, so we usually end up at a bar or at Cutters." Stephen said with a smile. "If you have questions, things that aren't in the book or you cant ask Connor, I could probably help."

Becker felt his eyebrows shoot up in surprise. That didn't seem like the man he had read reports about- though, he could honestly say he didn't think he was how he came off in reports. "I might take you up on that."

Stephen smiled, clapping him on the back. "Sounds good. Especially since I think Abby is talking to Connor about having one of their 'friends nights' tomorrow."

Becker sighed, closing his eyes tightly. "Great. And I suppose Connor is agreeing?"

"He was the last time I listened." Stephen said with a smirk. "So, tell me more about this ARC."

Becker internally sighed, before answering. He had a feeling this was going to be happening a lot for the foreseeable future. Lucky him.