Author's Note: I got a request to post a little something before the 29th, so here it is. This one is fairly short and I threw it together fast. Please forgive any typos/grammar issues. Enjoy.

Mighty Hunter

Abby went through a series of kicks and punches. She knew that without her punching bag, she looked as if she was performing a graceful but possibly lethal dance. If anyone other than Connor could see her, she would be embarrassed. As it was, she knew he watched her, but she didn't mind. He seemed to think watching her work out was exciting and sexy.

As she finished her routine, she felt Connor move to stand directly behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, possessively splaying one hand over the zipper of her jeans as he place a kiss on her neck just below her ear. He pulled her tightly against his chest and gently bit her neck, physically reminding her that she was his.

She tilted her head and closed her eyes. "I love it when you go all alpha-male on me," she admitted. "It makes me feel delicate when you act like a big, strong man."

"Oh come on, Abby. Don't kid me," he said with absolute sincerity. "I'm not big and strong. I'm just the tech guy who handles logistics, not some mighty hunter."

Abby stared at him in disbelief. "Connor, you were a logistics man. Now you could give Becker competition."

"Funny…" he answered sarcastically.

"I'm serious. I know your body pretty well now," she said while Connor blushed all the way to the tips of his ears. "You're all lean and sleek, with a lot of strong muscle hiding under that t-shirt. You fight well and face danger without flinching. I'd say that makes you more action man than logistics expert," she stated honestly.

A surprised smile dawned on Connor's face as he accepted Abby's description. "Huh," he exclaimed as he began to see himself in a new way.

"Come on, mighty hunter," she teased. She grabbed their spears and pulled Connor out of the cave. "I need to gather some more of the field grass."

They moved quickly, running through the open land as fast as possible. When they reached the grassland, they slowed down. The grass was almost as tall as Connor. Abby could disappear into the field, her blonde hair blending in with the ripe grass. But Connor's dark hair stood out even when he tried to stay low.

Unseen by Connor and Abby, a lone predator watched from a hill at the far side of the field. The creature stood up, sniffing the wind and slowly moved toward the tall grass.

On the other side of the field, Abby was on a mission. She wanted to find a specific type of grass she had seen on a previous walk. It had deep, golden edges dotted with brown spots that set off the beige center stripe of each blade perfectly. She thought it would make a wonderful basket. She spotted a clump of the beautiful grass and sprinted toward it until her foot turned on the uneven ground and she fell with a cry of pain. Connor knelt beside her, " Are you all right?"

"I think I just twisted my ankle," she said with a wince of pain. "Yep, it's definitely going to be sore for a few days."

Connor helped her to her feet. "Can you walk?"

"Yes, if we go slow."

She kept her weight on her good leg, using her spear as a walking stick while Connor quickly cut some of the grass for her. He bundled it with a length of yarn Abby always kept with her and slung it over his shoulder. They slowly turned back the way they came.

They almost made it to the edge of the field, when they heard something big pushing its way through the deep grass behind them.

"We're not alone in here," Abby whispered. "I'm not going to be able to outrun whatever it is."

Connor looked around, quickly thinking of options. "O.K., we're going to have to fight and I want surprise on our side. I'll move away from you into the thicker grass. You sit down and make some noise," he said unhappily.

"Good idea. I'll lure it in and you attack it," she said trying to look as if she didn't have a care in the world. "Think I can look tasty enough for whatever it is?" she asked with a small smile.

"No doubt in my mind," he said, desperately wishing he didn't have to use Abby as bait. He gave her one last reassuring look before he crouched down and quickly disappeared into the tall grass.

Abby heard the creature getting closer, but she wanted to make sure to lead it directly to her, so she scooted back against a boulder, scuffing the boot of her unhurt leg on the ground as she moved. For good measure, she let out a cry as if she was mortally wounded.

In the middle of the field, the creature raised its head. The cry had come from directly ahead. Moving quickly, it advanced toward the sound.

Abby continued to scrap her boot across the ground, as the rustling of the grass got louder. Soon she could see the tall blades quaking as they were pushed aside by the approaching creature. She glanced toward where Connor was hidden, sending him an encouraging smile. Seconds later, the predator crashed through the grass and ran straight at her. She didn't know exactly what it was, but it had a long narrow jaw full of very sharp looking teeth. She grabbed her spear and watched in horror as it came toward her.

Connor stayed low, unmoving in his hidden spot as he carefully listened and watched the area around Abby. As the creature burst through the grass and charged, Connor jumped up and attacked, impaling the beast from the side with his spear. He struck twice before the monster circled toward him. When the creature leapt at him, he braced the end of his spear on the ground and fell back. As he fell, he brought the tip of his spear up, directly in line with the on-coming creature. It's own weight impaled it on the wooden shaft as Connor dodged it's sharp teeth. As the beast knocked him down, Connor grabbed its jaw, holding the snapping teeth away from his chest. While he wrestled with the creature, Abby limped toward him. She picked up the largest rock she could find and raised it over her head to crash it down on the creature's skull with a dull thud. The unconscious monster dropped onto Connor. With a great deal of effort, he was able to push the creature off his chest and retrieve his spear.

He stood up and moved to support Abby's waist.

"How's the ankle?" he asked without a thought for the danger they had just faced.

"It will be O.K., but we better get out of here before that thing wakes up."

"Right," he answered, helping her walk out of the field.

Abby concentrated on limping as fast as she could until they reached the cave. Connor helped her get settled near the fire-pit, then collapsed wearily beside her.

She watched him for a minute before she said, "Thanks for taking that creature on."

"What else could I do? It was threatening you," he answered matter-of-factly.

"See… that is what I'm talking about. You're just as fearless and brave as Stephen ever was. He and Cutter would be proud of you," she said softly.

"Maybe," he answered without conviction.

He was glad that Abby thought he was strong and brave. She was right; he had changed. But he much preferred being plain, old Connor Temple… computer nerd extraordinaire and gadget inventor. He hoped that one day he would be back in his own world where he could surround himself with technology. If he could just find a way home, he wouldn't have to be a 'mighty hunter' ever again.

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Poor Connor. From the look of the Primeval Series 4 & 5 shots I've seen of him, even after he gets home, he's still going to have to be more 'action man' than nerd. I can't wait! It's rumored that Series 4 starts on January 1st in the U.K. I'm still on track for the next chapter to post 10/29!