Title: Faith walks on broken glass
Author: Desperate For Attention
For: Any one that wants to read
Pairing: Stephen Hart and Connor Temple
Song Title: 21 Guns- Green day
Disclaimer: All Character mentioned in this fic are sole property of Adrian Hodges and Tim Haines I can only dream of being the original owner.
Summary: "For god sake Connor opens your eyes! You're just lying to yourself." Abby growled when Connor forced his hands against the sofa and pushed himself up. "He's just hurting you Connor." She added.

Faith walks on broken glass

Connor grinned falling back into the comforts of his chair running the skin of his fingers along the desks surface to refresh the faded fingerprints scattered across its face; he had enjoyed working in the piece and quite of Lester's office but there was nothing like the clutter of his own desk.

Stephen grinned passing the door quietly his eyes met with Connor's and a soft smile passed between them.

Connor sighed faintly turning his attention back to pull open the top of his laptop and skim his fingers gently against the keys, listening to the soft clicks they made when the fingertip tipped over the side and left the key.

"I guess it was just a onetime thing with Lester then?" Abby grinned, pushing through the door and sitting herself opposite Connor with a playful smile.

"No. Just wanted to come back to my own place, it's too quite up there." Connor laughed lightly, skinning his gaze over to the door when Stephen stepped in.

Abby rolled her eyes.

"You can come and work down in the lab with me and Cutter if you want Connor." Abby whispered sympathetically frowning when Connor shook his head.

"Abby, I'm fine seriously." He mumbled smiling lightly at her as she nipped at her lower lip and lifted herself from the chair slowly. "I can take care of myself." He added playfully.

"Yeah, I know you can I just you know." Abby whispered softly. "It's just him you know."

"He has as much right to be here as I do." Connor observed bluntly.

"Yeah, well you know where I am if you need me." She mumbled looking between the both of the sceptically for a minute before pushing her way through the door pulling it too with a sharp click.

Stephen chuckled softly to himself, causing Connor to look up from his computer screen; his fingers paused over the keys before swirling around on the chair to face him.

"What?"

"Nothing, I just get the impression that I'm really unwanted at the minute," Stephen grinned placing the paper against Connor's desk and brushing his fingers along the younger's.

"Really? What gives you that impression?" Connor whispered playfully.

"Do you want me, Connor?"

"Of course I do."

Stephen chuckled softly when Connor swirled back round in the chair to set his gaze against the dull blue computer screen.

"Come out to dinner with me tonight?" Stephen whispered softly resting his chin against Connor's shoulder his mouth pressing a soft kiss against Connor's cheek.

"I—fine," Connor couldn't stop the smile from creeping against his mouth to broadcast to Stephen's own amusement. "I shouldn't have given in that easy really." He mused playfully lifting his eyes when Stephen stepped away and shuffled against the other desk with soft chuckles.

"No, I expected a challenge."

"I can do that." Connor beamed, swirling in the chair playfully.

* * *

"Where are you going now?" Abby shouted from the kitchen causing Connor to cringe.

"Just out with Duncan; going to catch a film and pick something up to eat." Connor attempted fidgeting with the threads of his jacket when she emerged from the kitchen holding a small glass of white wine.

"Can I come?" Abby smiled, "I know your only doing it to get away but I just want to be out of this house for a bit and you seemed to have fun last night." She added softly.

"Yeah, I'll just go and tell him." Connor smiled playfully his throat clenched and his heart lurched forward when she grinned.

"Thanks Connor I appreciate it."

"Yeah, be back in a minute," Connor smiled pulling shut his bedroom door and cursing quietly.

He moaned slapping the palm of his hand against the top of his head before reaching down into his pocket and pulling out his cell phone.

"Con? What do you want this time?" Duncan yawned, Connor sighed softly.

"I need you to come out with me for a few hours."

"Doing what?" Duncan moaned, the faint sound of Star Wars played against Connor's eardrum and he rolled his eyes.

"Just a movie and something to eat; please." Connor pleaded.

"I haven't got any money; student loans don't pay that well you know." Duncan pointed out.

"I'll pay, come on Duncan you know I wouldn't ask if I wasn't desperate."

"What's this all about anyway, you never usually want to spend time with me." Duncan grunted and Connor felt guilt bubble in the pit of his stomach.

A load of things had changed since they had discovered the Anomalies, what was the point in spending nights in with your closest friend discussing conspiracy theories when Connor was part of one himself.

They just fell apart after Tom. They lost contact, they ran out of things to talk about, met new people and now all of sudden Connor's always on the phone asking for favours that he was certain that he no longer deserved.

"I know, I'm sorry Duncan, I've been a little busy lately and I need to just get away from things for a bit, I used you as an excuse yesterday but Abby wants to come this time and I—"

"Abby's coming?"

"Yeah," Connor mumbled and a smile snaked against his mouth.

"Okay, but this is the last time I'm going to lie for you Con. Think of someone else to cover for you or at least tell me what I'm covering you from." Duncan sighed and Connor heard him click off the television. "And I want the seat beside Abby."

"I knew you would, I'll pick you up in about twenty minutes." Connor laughed clicking off the call and running his hand through his hair, breathing heavily through his mouth before re-dialling and pushing it against his ear.

"You were suppose to be here, fifteen minutes ago Connor." Stephen moaned.

"I'm not going to be able to make it there at all." Connor mumbled nipping at the dry skin of his lower lip. "Abby caught me trying to get out of the house and wants to come, so I'm meeting Duncan for a movie and something to eat."

"Sounds a bit like a date." Stephen chuckled softly and Connor joined in for a minute.

"He thinks it's a date for him and Abby, but Abby just wants to get out for a while. I'm really sorry Stephen."

"It's fine Connor, it's just one of those drawbacks about sneaking around I suppose." Stephen laughed lightly. "I guess I'll see you at work then."

"Yeah, night Stephen," Connor sighed.

"Hey, Connor,"

"Yeah,"

"I love you." Stephen whispered cutting off the line as Connor's mouth itched into a smile.

* * *

"Are you going to tell me why you keep asking me to tell Abby you're at mine or do I have to guess?" Duncan blurted out suddenly as Abby left the table for a minute.

"It's complicated." Connor grinned guzzling at the neck of his bottle when Duncan frowned.

"It's always complicated with you, Tom died and then you just stopped talking to me." Duncan pointed out and again Connor felt guilt form along the lining of his stomach.

"I've been busy at work and stuff." Connor mumbled frowning. "It's not like you tried to get in contact with me either."

"I've been busy at school and stuff." Duncan mocked causing Connor to roll his eyes. "Come on just tell me why you keep telling Abby you're at mine."

"I was going out with someone from work and there was a miss understanding between us, I've been meeting them but Abby doesn't know and if she did she wouldn't be happy." Connor muttered covering his mouth with the bottle head.

"Bloody hell." Duncan droned on. "So you were meant to meet her tonight."

"Him." Connor blurted before he thought about it, Duncan's eyebrows shot against his forehead and Connor's cheeks fumed with a crimson that would have put Harry Potter to shame. "It was a him. Let's just drop it okay, I'm not comfortable talking about this."

"Yeah, sorry mate." Duncan apologized just as Abby fell into the chair with a heavy breath.

"What did I miss?" She grinned.

"Nothing, I'll get another round of drinks in." Connor jumped dropping his graze down to the empty glasses to hide the hot flush still laced against the skin of his cheeks.

Duncan grinned placing his hands against the table when Connor left; his mouth curved into a sly smile that sent Abby's brain ticking.

"Connor tells me you want to be out of your apartment for a while?" He mumbled and Abby sighed inwardly. "How about you and I go out for a drink tomorrow night? Just us."

"Actually I'm working late tomorrow night."

"How late?"

"Very late," Abby pushed, thankful when Connor stopped to place the glasses against the table.

* * *

"Connor, I want to ask you something." Abby whispered cautiously.

"Sure, what's up?" Connor grinned falling against the sofa with a satisfied sigh.

"It's just that I was walking past your bedroom earlier and—never mind it doesn't matter." Abby smiled lightly, falling into the place beside him.

"Come on Abby what were you going to say?" Connor laughed playfully nudging at her arm.

"I won't be angry you know because, he's still making you really happy and that makes me happy I just think that maybe your too trusting." Abby whispered, Connor's smile fell and his throat constricted. "You weren't going out with Duncan tonight at all, you'd arranged to meet Stephen I heard you on the phone. Where did you really go last night?"

"I never went to Duncan's last night, truth is tonight was the first time in months that I have actually seen Duncan. I went to Stephen's, just to talk, I just wanted to understand you know Abby, he didn't sleep with her. I trust him." Connor mumbled casting his eyes towards the floor when Abby huffed lightly.

"How do you know that Connor, how can you actually be sure that he never slept with her that day. They could have been."

"No they couldn't, I jumped to conclusions, I never thought about anything I just saw her there and expected the worse. Think about it Abby, I slept there the night before, I went into work with him, I got home before him, how in that space of time did he managed to sleep with her!" Connor forced his eyebrows furrowed.

"How do you know he wasn't sleeping with her before that, or when you left that night Connor? You know what he's like just as much as I do! He's a liar Connor; he tells people what they want to hear rather than what is the truth." Abby hissed furrowing her brow as Connor huffed.

"Because I trust him Abby, he makes me happy and if he tells me he never slept with her than I believe him."

"For god sake Connor opens your eyes! You're just lying to yourself." Abby growled when Connor forced his hands against the sofa and pushed himself up. "He's just hurting you Connor." She added.

"Why are you even doing this Abby? You're supposed to be my best friend and you're just, you just look at someone and brand them before giving them a chance. You thought I wasn't even worth your time until I moved in and forced my personality onto you. You can't just walk around judging people by what they look like on the outside!—just forget it. I trust him and nothing you say is going to change my mind." Connor moaned snatching his jacket from the side and slamming the front door.

Abby sighed falling back into the chair, her arms crossed against her chest. Her eyes fluttered when small tears clouded along the base of her eye.

He was right.

I thought i'd post this today because I start back at school in the morning.
Yay, im actually looking forwards to it :D
Review's will be awarded with Sid and Nancy's!
Also continuing from our past game, cookies for person who guesses where Connor has dissapeared too. :3

JIM: Yeah, she helped me to clone it, how'd you ever guess?