I thought this seemed like a good bit to add on. As we know Becker is worried about Connor and had to get him out. As well as Becker and Abby have to meet. Hope you're not disappointed by this...

Chapter 7

Becker fought against the sickness as it rolled over him, over and over. He stood and lifted the limp (even lifeless) form of Connor.

Slowly Becker walked. Walked, every stepped sending out deafening vibrations under their combined weight. He could barely walk now; so sick of hope. He thought now- for one of the only times in his life- that someone wouldn't survive.

All the time Connor just lay drooped in his arms.

Dazed but maybe not dead? But how could Becker tell? He was barely conscious himself and being concerned about Connor wasn't currently in the picture.

Alive? Possible.

Dead? Probable.

Abby sat on the floor for a few seconds. Breathless and panting slightly.

Then elated that she was currently alive she began to steadily make her way to Becker down in the basement.

Her right hand held up high with the sword and her left cradled once more the sword nearly scratching on the old wooden floor.

"Becker!" she yelled. "Are you okay? Have you found Connor?" she asked her voice quavered and ended up whispering 'Connor'.

What if he hadn't? Would they be able to keep looking for him? What would she do then? Leave him here with no hope?

But Abby forgot the questions circulating in her head and adverted her attention to anything she could think of. But always they were related to Connor. How he irritated her, his grinning face laughing at her. She knew that it wouldnevercome to that.

Jess tried to contact them; any of them, over and over she tried with no result. They were busy she hoped. She really hoped they weren't... dead.

But they just weren't replying.

Lester came over to Jess and stood there watching over her to make sure she was okay, she looked really, really scared. "They'll be alright. They'll be resourceful until help arrives. You know Becker's strong Jess," Lester grinned trying not to laugh.

But Jess just dismissed it. "But where is the help?" Jess cried in anguish.

"Well, apparently they're lost in the countryside somewhere. I don't think soldiers have good sense of direction," Laughed Lester trying to keep his voice as flat as possible.

"Great!" Jess cried. She felt like she was about to burst into tears.

She stared at the screen.

Becker was still in the basement by the looks of his black box. And Abby? She was in the hallway. Jess was surprised they weren't together...

Abby pushed open the basement door. "Becker?" she called. But there was no reply and she was beginning to feel very worried.

Becker stumbled slightly, then he tripped and fell forward making sure he rolled away in order to not flatten Connor. Not the best of rolls but what more can you ask for. There was no flattened Connor.

They'd be okay. He knew they would.

They'd be okay. Becker hoped once more.

"Jess," he murmured into the comms.

"Are you okay? Where have you been? And why haven't you replied!" Jess babbled as fast as she found humanly possible.

"Calm Jess. I'm fine. Where's Abby? Where's backup?" Becker asked trying not to show the worry in his voice.

"About 3 metres away Becker," Jess explained. For some reason Becker had a really bad feeling about this...

But Becker could barely see a metre ahead; it was getting ridiculously dark now. It was pitch black...

The kind that seemed only fitting for this house...

So Becker slung Connor over his shoulder and walked towards where Abby was supposed to be.

But. There was nothing.

You know what I'll leave your little present for the next chapter. Be extra mean. Should I do the other stories or shall I continue with this one?

Up to you.

Reviews make me write more. They do. Otherwise I would have been somewhere else today... :D