Okay so um... eek for series 5 of primeval. You should all go check out their facebook page if you haven't already. The picture they've got of Connor just melts by heart. Seriously if I could kill whoever hurt him... I'd do it no questions asked. Oooo and I'm getting close to the big heroic 'Becker saves Jess' moment... if I can just get around to writng it hehe. I'm still surprised I managed to loop around what Cutter said :D kinda random but eh. Anyways before I accidently blurt out something I shouldn't... Don't own anything except the plot and a few minor characters. Here's chapter 29:

Enjoy :D

She was suffocating, desperately gasping for a breath of fresh air. Her eyes were wide as they searched the darkness for something, anything, but all her mind could wrap around was how much darkness there was. Never any light.

Jess blinked and suddenly the darkness around her vanished, replaced by a smiling Sarah. Jess had never been so relieved to see her. Air rushed into her lungs and she smiled back.

"Glad to see me?" Sarah asked, a faint light beginning to glow around her. Jess, grinned, wrapping her arms around her in a friendly hug. Sarah laughed. "I'll take that as a yes."

"please tell me I'm going to wake up soon and all this, with Helen and Burton, is just a very twisted nightmare and I'm going to open my eyes and find Becker next to me and he's going to-" Jess stopped herself, glancing at the smirk on Sarah's face. "What?"

Sarah just turned on her heels and laughed quietly to herself, humming a tune that always used to get on Jess' nerves when she was in high school. Sarah spun around, walking backwards down the white corridor. This is new Jess thought before Sarah interrupted her thoughts by singing.

"Jess and Becker, sitting in a tree, doing something they shouldn't be-"

"Sarah shut up." Professor Cutter interrupted her just as she backed up into him. Jess laughed quietly to herself. Cutter's eyes narrowed. "Why are you acting like Connor today?"

She shrugged. "I'll just...go and... yeah I'll just go." she smiled before vanishing into thin air. Jess couldn't help but feel slightly hurt as her suddenly disappearance sparked the memory of Katherine vanishing like that. It was just so quick.

Cutter smiled at Jess, noticing how her eyes were glazed over, deep in thought. "It won't be much longer Jess. They'll be there to save you before you know it. I'm surprised Captain Becker hasn't threatened them all yet."

Jess seemed to snap out of her daze at the mention of Becker. She frowned. "Why would he threaten them? The others want to save me as well right?"

He nodded. "According to Becker, they're not working fast enough apparently. As far as I know, the plans already set. Danny is going to break in and disable the security system, Connor is doing something cover that up so Helen doesn't suspect anything, Abby is going to be on the perimeter and Matt and Becker are going to search inside for you... I see Lester's been keeping you all up to check. Sounds like they have it all worked out."

"Wait, they're plan is already worked out? How? They don't even know where I am!"

Cutter grinned. "They do. Connor's genius managed that. Don't tell him I said that. I may be dead but even in dreams..." he shivered.

Jess laughed. "I get it. Behind his back he's awesome and is the brains behind everything we do but we can't have his ego growing any larger like his pile of socks in the lounge."

"He's got that at your flat too? I'm sure I remember hearing Abby complain about that. He hasn't put them in the toaster has he? Like he did when he stayed with Lester?"

Jess rolled her eyes, a small giggle escaping her lips. "He put some of his shirts in the freezer during summer once..."

"Of course. Strange boy he is..."

Jess froze suddenly, glancing out of a crystal clear window down at the menagerie with two small diictodons scurrying around in a small enclosure in the corner. She frowned. "Are those-"

"They're not Sid and Nancy. Those two rascals are still alive in the actual menagerie with Rex." Cutter sighed. "This is still a dream. Something that stops you from feeling... homesick."

Jess looked up at him. "Why do I keep having these dreams? It's not like anyone believes me. You asked me to do something and I failed. I tried keeping Becker at the ARC but he still left..."

"Ah... But you still tried though. That's all I asked you to do. Try to keep one of them there. You planted doubt in Becker's mind about him leaving you alone at the ARC. If you hadn't done that, they wouldn't have hurried back and found you missing."

Jess stared at Cutter, unable to bring up any words. She was speechless.

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Becker sat, hidden, in the Armory behind the shelves of EMDs. If the others were smart, they wouldn't even go near the room let alone walk over to him.

The plan was all set out. Connor and Danny had both been all too keen to get it out of the way so they could dig into the chinese that Abby had ordered in. Becker hadn't stayed around for the food though. After they had all agreed on putting their plan into action later that night, he just had to get out of the room.

His mind couldn't help but wander to Jess bringing a large back of take out with her when he was staking out Patrick's/Ethan's apartment. Besides everything that had been going on that night, just sitting in the car alone with her felt right.

Suddenly Becker tensed at the sound of footsteps just outside of the room and the door opening a few minutes later. He knew for sure that it wasn't Connor or Danny since they probably would have called out long before even reaching the door to the Armory.

When he glanced up at who had entered the room, he frowned, watching as Matt made his way over to him with a sympathetic smile and a plate filled with food. I was expecting Abby to walk... not...MattHe thought to himself.

"You're not sulking, are you?" He asked lightly.

"What do you want Anderson?" Becker asked coldly.

He bent down beside him and held the plate out towards him. "Here I thought you might like some before Connor managed to eat it all. Danny ordered pizza as well if you want some..."

"I'm not hungry." Becker replied, pushing himself to his feet and moving over to one of the tables where he had been fixing one of the broken EMDs.

"Come on mate you've got to eat something. We'll be saving her soon, you should be happy."

"Cut the chitchat Matt. Why are you here besides from saving a plates worth of food from Connor?" Becker snapped suddenly.

Matt sighed, placing the plate of food down on the table next to the gun pieces. "To be honest, I came to tell you that Connor and Abby are watching you sitting down here all alone, sulking."

Becker sat down on the stool behind the table and focused on putting the pieces of the EMD back together. "I'm not sulking."

"Mentally preparing yourself then?"

The EMD fell back down onto the table with a loud metalic ring that echoed throughout the room. Becker glanced up with anger burning in his eyes. "Look Matt, I don't understand why you thought it was your job to make my life hell right now. Maybe Connor or Danny put you up to it, but I really just want to be left alone right now. So would you just leave already?"

Matt sighed, seeming unaffected by Becker's sudden outbursts. "Just thought this might interest you." He lowered his voice as he pulled something red out of his pocket and laid it on the table. "You see, you're not the only one that's been to the future Becker. You shouldn't be getting so worked up about this. Jess is going to be fine."

Matt gently moved the dark red envelope on the table so it was by the plate of food and quickly made his way out of the room before Becker could asked anymore questions. That man still had secrets that he's not sharing becker thought to himself. He looked down at the envelope and sighed.

He frowned and held the envelope in his hands. His breath caught. Sure it only said Captain H. Becker on the front but that wasn't what shocked him.

It was the fact that he knew the writing. How the letters were set out neatly yet still has a sort of messy look to them. The slight flicks of the letters and the careful curl of the C. Becker had practically memorised this handwritting from handwritten reports made because the computers were down.

But it wasn't possible. She couldn't have gotten a letter out to him. Helen wouldn't have allowed it.

He opened it carefully and pulled out the white sheet of paper, a small drawing that looked like it was from a two year old was scribbled in the corner and in the middle was more of the neat but messy writing.

He shocked himself by laughing as he read: 'Becker. Stop being an emotional retard and focus on what matters! And no that's no beating Connor to shotgun. I know you hate riding in the backseat. You've always complained about that. Just... calm down okay. Jess'

Now I'm off to rewatch series 4 and figure out what the hell is going on with Matt... it just may come in handy :D