Hello. Yes, I'm late. Yes, I'm sorry. Also sorry to Lezzles1956; at the moment I'm taking a while to get short chapters up, so longer ones...
Anyhow, back to the story. More action, but mixed up a bit. Also, more Becker! Yay! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval. Or American film clichés (not sure who owns them).
"You're right. They know what they're doing?" admitted Hill, as he sidled up to Becker, who was still leaning on the SUV where they'd left him earlier. The Captain turned to look at the other in confusion, raising one eyebrow. Hill realised that Becker was eating something and refused to speed up his snack merely for the purpose of replying, so it was half a minute before the Captain responded.
"What's gone wrong?"
"Nothing... yet. That's the point. The more I crawled, the more I thought 'they went in, no hesitation, no arguments – once they'd found the thing – no mapping out a lengthy plan. They knew what they were doing. They knew what could and should happen. All we'll do is get in the way.'"Hill looked down and smiled. "That and Derby was getting annoying."
"You've only just noticed," said Becker and Hill glanced up, expecting a friendly smile in jest, but instead found a distant gaze above a straight and serious face. Hill frowned.
"Never a people person, are you?"
"Never had the need to be." The frown deepened. "Long story." Hill grinned, in what he imagined was an evil way.
"Gotta long time." Becker scoffed at this comment. "You've met my flatmate. Of course I'm going to be spewing out the film clichés. I can even do that one in the proper thick Texas accent. Always wanted to go to America, just to see if they do actually say those sorts of things. Anyway, back to the point..." Becker opened his mouth, but was cut off by Jenny striding up to the pair.
"You're here! Where on Earth have you been? And where are the other three? I've been looking for you lot; even sent a message to Cutter." Becker pulled back a bit, a clear indication that he wasn't going to bite the bullet for the others; luckily, Hill decided to take the fire.
"Well, the thing is..." He was saved by Jenny's phone suddenly blaring out. Becker's eyebrow once again made the ascent of his forehead as he heard the cheap irritating beeps; he'd been expecting Jenny to have one of those really random songs from some band only three people have ever heard of, but are quite good. Unique, but with standards.
His thoughts were interrupted as Jenny snapped her phone shit. Both the fully grown men gulped as they saw her vicious expression.
"That was Connor," she stated. "Wrexham has just fallen onto a dinosaur."
"What!"
"WREXHAM has just FALLEN onto a DINOSAUR! Are you stupid?" Jenny shouted, pressing Hill against the car as she stepped forward. "You lot just can't stand back, can you? This is what got Howard killed. Someone striding in and thinking they know better than us."
"Calm down," soothed Becker.
"Well, that's helpful..." Jenny's phone rang again and she turned from the Captains. Hill looked to Becker.
"Now what?"
"Abby is in the room now," said Jenny. She swung around. "She..." There was nothing but air and the SUV.
Abby herself was only just coping. Having just ducked a particularly low swipe, she had weaved her way into the corner, but knew she couldn't get any further back. Cutter's attempts to wrestle the attention away from the small woman had failed, even to the extent that Cutter was practically touching her babies before a whoosh of her tail meant he had to retreat. However, the intrepid Professor was currently trying to get around to the front with Abby. He was edging closer and closer, reaching out his hand so it was almost touching Abby's. The two flailed for a moment, before the Aucasaurus noticed what was happening. She, enraged, snapped at the bare hands and Abby, watching for the reaction of the dinosaur, had to withdraw her fingers back, only for that very hand to be trapped under a pipe that had been ripped from the wall.
Cutter, though, was less quick and he felt his skin get damp from the hot breath and pulled back his hand to see his hand had been grazed, almost like a carpet burn, from where she had nipped at the hand. He thrust himself backwards as she blasted him with hot air and swiped with her forearm. The blow landed upon the Professor's head and lay back dazed.
Seeing the danger that Cutter had landed himself in, Abby grew desperate and grabbed out wildly with her other hand, at the monstrous creature. She caught a piece of the skin of the dinosaur and pulled at the heavy fold.
"CONNOR!" she cried, as it reared.
Connor, who had been concentrating on making sure Wrexham didn't have any obviously fatal wounds, interspersed by calling Jenny and Banks, looked up at the sound of his name. He saw his beloved flatmate lying under a dinosaur and his tutor in this world of anomalies sitting, blinking rapidly, as if he had something in his eye.
Throwing caution to the wind, Connor ran forward, but, in his rush, he didn't notice the baby crawling along the ground.
"Shut up."
"But sir..."
"What? Do you have any more bright ideas?" Banks spun round to face his quaking new second-in-command, Watson, as the taller man stared back with his very wide, blue eyes, both radiating fright behind their glasses. "We haven't been along here before, so it's not like we're going in circles."
"No, sir, but that's only because we're travelling in the opposite direction. See, if we turn back..."
"No. Absolutely not. We need to get to the scientists as fast as possible and we're not going to do that by doubling back. We'll press forward."
"But that will..."
"Shut up." Watson managed to shrink back into his body slightly, making it look as if the earth was swallowing him up. He wasn't confrontational by nature, but liked to feel his input wasn't lost. He trailed after his Sergeant.
The group of security walked along a little further before Watson stopped. Again. Banks halted mid-step and turned, sighing. Watson blushed and merely pointed at the door they'd just passed.
"We've passed that before."
"Good. It means we're not travelling further away doesn't it." It wasn't a question, so Watson felt very uncertain about his next observation and tried to pack as much respect into it as possible.
"No, sir." A pause. "Sir?"
"Yes, Watson?"
"This is where we got the initial call."
A scream of frustration echoed down the corridor.
"CONNOR!" came the cry again, but this time in fear for the recipient. The squealing of the baby as Connor tripped over the small pile of animal immediately took the attention away from his fallen comrades, but faced with a giant creature, with the children nipping at his feet and causing him to lose balance, Connor didn't know what to do. He fell over backwards and landed heavily. Scooting back, his way was impeded by another smaller creature, which snapped at his neck, halting his progress.
Abby felt helpless as she tried to pull her trapped hand out from under the piping, but every time she tugged too hard, her own reflexes prevented her placing herself in so much pain. She glanced across to see Cutter just struggling to his feet. At last, hope.
This emotion was short lived as the dinosaur, oblivious to the new person behind her, swished her tail and knocked the still bewildered scientist for six.
"Wrexham!" she shouted in desperation, glancing at the doorway, but she could see no Captain, so her gaze returned to her flatmate, who was by now bleeding lightly from his arm, the blood being just enough to show through the thin shirt he was wearing that day. Fear for her friend gripped her and so she struck out with her foot.
She connected with a rear leg, but then had to duck out the way as the huge tail went sailing overhead. The mother didn't remove her glare from the young man in front of her.
"Connor!" She covered her eyes, not wanting to see what would happen.
Suddenly, five shots rang out through the room and Abby thanked everything she could. The security team had arrived in time and they should be able to get out of the situation alive; the same wouldn't be able to be said about the creature and Abby made a note to kill the Captains in returned, paying particular attention to Derby.
Slowly raising her head, Abby peered out, blinking as her eyes grew accustomed to be pen after having been squeezed tightly shut. Her vision was filled with the hulk of the body and her ears were possessed by the mewing of the babies, crowding around their Mum.
A large hand heaved up the piping off her hand and Abby pulled it out in relief, not even checking to see who it was, presuming it was security.
"You OK?" came a soothing voice and Abby looked up in shock. Hill smiled gently. "It's OK. Becker killed it."
"Becker?" asked Abby, becoming more surprised; she hadn't pictured Becker as a killer of anything. "Where is he now?" she demanded, stretching up unable to see him. Not waiting for an answer, she stood up and peered over the top of the dead body.
There she saw Becker crouching down, comforting a couple of Aucasaurus babies, next to Connor, holding a third.
Aftermath next time.
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