Primeval and You Chapter 14, a primeval fanfic

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You rush to the cars as fast as you can, not to get there quicker, just to that you beat Becker. You get there at the same time as Connor and Abby skid round the corner. You hop into a car with Vikki in the passenger seat, Connor, Jenny and Abby getting in the back. "Where have you been?" you ask Vikki.

"Planning. Congrats by the way." she grins. Becker leans in the window next to you.

"And you're going where exactly?"

"Same place as you unless Vikki gets lost." you shrug and motion for Vikki to go. Becker pulls his head out of the door just as the truck lurches forwards. You glance back as he gets into the other car, quickly on your tail and smile. "You in on the bet too?" you turn back to Vikki.

"I've lost. I was betting on him not letting you come at all." she grins. The drive there was less eventful than a dead parrot. Once you get there, things don't seem very different. The street is empty and quiet. Almost too quiet.

Before the engine has even died properly, Becker's at the door. "Stay here." he demands. "Something isn't right." you shoot Becker a defiant look. "Jenny, you stay too." Jenny nods and you turn to her.

"Pay up."

"Oh no, no, no!" Jenny shook her head. "It needs to be just you." you poke your tongue out. After a few minutes, Becker re-appears.

"There's a few members of the public round the corner. Jenny, you can deal with them." Jenny nods, hopping from the car. "You're going back." you glare at him.

"Why?" you demand.

"Because I don't want you getting hurt."

"So? That's never stopped you before."

"I'm not loosing you and I said so. You go by choice or I'll take you back by force."

"Is that a threat?" Becker's gaze isn't strong, but pleading. You were halfway opening the door, but now you close it again, nodding.

"Thank you." he leans in through the window, kissing you gently. The soldier in the car drives you back to the ARC and your phone buzzes.

You win :) Jenny. You smile.

It's later that night when your phone rings. It's midnight and Becker isn't back yet. It's also Matt whose calling you. "What's up?" you ask, sitting up.

"There was an explosion an hour ago." Matt explains carefully and, suddenly, you're all ears. "Becker was out in the field and no ones hear from him." you're shaking your head and tears are falling. "Are you there?" you don't reply, a sob escaping you. You hear him tell the driver to 'hurry up, Temple'. You sink to the floor beside your bed, not bothering to wipe the tears away as you pull your knees up to your chest, hands pressing against your eyes.

You hear the front door open and Abby's footsteps as she quickly makes her way across the hallway and up the stairs to your room. You feel her sink down next to you, pulling you into a hug. Jenny's on your other side, gripping your hand. "I'm sorry." you hear Abby murmur. "They're still looking and they wont stop." her words mean nothing to you. Engaged yesterday and now, little over twenty four hours later, you've lost him.

You sit for the best part of an hour, the girls crying with you. You hear your front door open and hear Matt and Danny curse downstairs so loud, you could hear every syllable of the ten word curse. You raise your head. Probably someone trying to break in now. Just what you need. You pull yourself to your feet, still crying, making your way to the stairs. You start down them stopping halfway as the doorway comes into view.

Hmm...do I stop here? Or do I keep writing?

Decisions.

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Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...Thinking...

Nope. Who wants more? :D

You stop dead, your tears still falling and slowly drying on your face. You let go of the banisters, running down the stair, taking a running leap from the third steps, throwing yourself of the figure in the doorway so hard you both nearly end up on the floor.

"I thought you were dead!" you cry hysterically, burying your head into Becker's dust smeared shoulder.

"No chance." Becker doesn't kiss you, just holds you tightly, moving you enough so he can close the door. You stay like that for ages an eventually realise that the others have migrated into your living room. You and Becker follow them and find that Abby's made tea and put a film on.

The only spare seat is the armchair and Becker sits in that. Given no other choice, you go to sit down on the floor by his feet, but he pulls you towards him so you end up curled on his lap for the duration of the film.

And you're quite happy to stay like that too.