A/N: I don't own Primeval or any of the associated characters, etc. etc. etc.

Fiona sat with Danny Quinn on a bench close to the portal. He'd been given a once over by one of the Marines, who used to be a medic, and another one by Parker. Apart from being a bit malnourished and underweight there appeared to be nothing wrong with him. Although he'd answered their questions relating to his health and general well-being he had yet to say anything more about who he was. She could tell from his accent that he was from England, probably London. He kept looking at the cops keeping back the tourists and at the soldiers guarding the portal.

"You gonna close it?" he asked. She looked confused.

"Close the portal?" Danny nodded. "We can't," she said. "We just have to sit on it until it closes on its own."

"Really?"

"Yeah, why?" Danny chuckled.

"I have a friend who could help you."

"Would this friend have anything to do with why you came through the portal?" Fiona asked.

"The what?" said Danny.

"The portal?" Fiona said. "The big shiny thing over there that you came through looking like Grizzly Adams? I mean I'm assuming you don't usually look like that."

"Oh, the anomaly," Danny said. "Yeah, you could say my friend knows a bit about anomalies."

"Why do you call them 'anomalies'?" Fiona asked.

"Because that's what Cutter called them," he replied.

"Cutter?" Fiona said. "You mean more people know about these things?"

"Yeah," Danny said. "You could say that. But what about you people? You should know all about 'em by now." Fiona shrugged.

"My dad knew more about them than anything else," she said. "Me, I just lead the guys in and tell them what to do. Damage control, keep the people out of danger, that sort of thing."

"I know a thing or two about that as well," he said. Fiona sighed and ran her fingers through her hair.

"You know the sooner you drop the mysterious guy who appeared through the 'anomaly' act I can help you get to where you need to go," she said.

"You'll send me back to London?" he asked.

"Sure thing," Fiona replied. "I mean, technically you're not even supposed to be here." Danny laughed.

"Story of my life."

"Hey Fiona!" Parker called. "Portal's closed. We're heading back."

Parker grabbed the equipment while Davis regrouped his men. Fiona led Danny to the SUV where Parker was stowing the equipment.

"What are we going to do with him?" Parker asked, gesturing toward Danny. Fiona shrugged.

"Figure we'll take him back to headquarters and go from there," she said. "I mean we've got to get him back to his own people, whoever they are."

"We'll have to tell Hanover about him," Parker said.

"Who's Hanover?" asked Danny.

"Our boss," Parker replied. "Our government official who tells us what not to do-"

"And then we disregard his orders anyway," interrupted Fiona. "Come on, let's get out of here."

After a silent drive spoiled only by Danny's remarks about American traffic they made it back to the facility. They were met by a tall man in his fifties with sandy blonde hair and an unpleasant expression.

"Fiona," he said stiffly.

"Hanover," replied Fiona.

"Who's the stranger?" Hanover asked. Danny stepped forward and held out his hand.

"Danny Quinn," he said. Hanover shook his hand, turned on his heel, and beckoned for Fiona and Danny to follow. Parker stayed behind and began unloading equipment.

"I thought we weren't to bring tourists back from the portal sites," Hanover said.

"He's not a tourist," Fiona said. "He came through the portal."

"You're joking," said Hanover.

"'Fraid not," said Danny. "Been stuck on the other side for quite a while. Fiona said she might be able to get me home." Hanover looked at Fiona who looked at the ground.

"Did she now?" Hanover asked. Fiona nodded. "Well of course we can get you back in touch with your loved ones. I'm assuming you'll be wanting a shower and some fresh clothes, yes?"

"That would be fantastic," Danny said. Hanover smiled, an expression that looked out of place on his stern face.

"Excellent," Hanover said. He beckoned a nondescript young woman holding a clipboard. "Perkins, please take Mr.-"

"Quinn," Fiona said.

"Mr. Quinn to the locker room and find him some clothes." The woman nodded and held out her arm to Danny.

"I'll come find you later, alright?" said Fiona. Danny nodded and followed Perkins through a door and out of sight. Immediately Hanover turned to Fiona.

"Who is he?" he asked. Fiona shrugged.

"I have no idea," she said. "He just came through the portal. Seems to know a lot about them actually. Calls them 'anomalies'."

"Anomalies?" Hanover said. Fiona nodded.

"He kept saying he needs to get back to 'his people', whoever they are." At that moment Fiona's cell phone rang. "Talk to me Parker."

"I just ran a check on Danny Quinn," Parker said through the phone. "There's a record of an ex-policeman of the same age and description by that name who vanished from London sometime in 2009. Funny thing is after he left the police force there's no record of where his income was coming from."

"Government spook perhaps?" Fiona asked.

"Maybe. I'll keep digging."

"Thanks Parker," Fiona said, hanging up and turning to Hanover. "Parker said Danny's an ex-cop from London who vanished a year ago. There's a possibility he had a covert government job."

"Possible spook who knows about the portals," Hanover mused. "You think the Brits have an organization like ours?"

"Well we won't know until I ask Danny," Fiona said. "Either way, I think we should keep this away from management. There's no telling what they'll do with him."

"I agree," Hanover said. "I think we've figured out by now that the less management knows, the better."

A/N: Please read and review. Yes, I realize that Primeval also has a Parker, but I have plans for that later on.