Hey guys, sorry about the delay, I actually thought I had posted this chapter quite a while ago. . My fault entirely, sorry. I could make up an excuse and say that I have been too busy to write, but the truth is I just haven't had the motivation. But. After having the Easter holidays, I decided to have a primeval marathon and my motivation to write rocketed through the roof. I'll try and get the next chapter up in a week or so. Thank you to those who reviewed the previous chapter, I really appreciate it :) I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval :(

'I'll get the next round I then shall I?' Becker stood up and moved to the bar. He turned around and looked at the two men he was out with; Matt slumped back in his chair, flipping a coaster over and over. Connor, leaning over the table, his almost empty pint in his hands. Anyone would think that they'd just been sacked or something, they'd invited Becker out, on what was promised to be a 'fun' few pints down the pub. Ever since Becker arrived, he'd had to make conversation, and he was getting fed up with the lack of enthusiasm from Connor and Matt. He expected it from Matt really, but there was something wrong with Connor, and he decided that he was going to get to the bottom of it before they left the pub.

Becker brought the drinks back over to the table, and sat down, before clearing his throat to speak. 'So Connor, you've been very quiet at work today. Something the matter?'

Connor just took a long swig on his drink, and sat back in his chair. 'Not been much to talk about.' He answered flatly. Becker just looked at Matt, who shrugged and looked back at Connor.

'Now we know something's wrong mate.' Matt spoke up. 'Did the dinner last night not go to plan? Did Jack not turn up? Have you had an argument with Abby?'

Becker allowed himself to think back to the day at work. Abby did seem very distant, and she looked like she had been crying a few points of the day. He even walked into the break room to find Jess comforting Abby. He didn't stop to think that they could have had an argument.

Connor took another swig of his drink before speaking again. 'No Jack did turn up, and I haven't had an argument with Abby. But Jack really upset her last night. He refused to walk her down the aisle and told her that he wouldn't be at the wedding at all. She is so upset, and I don't know what to do to cheer her up.'

Becker sat back, and thought about what Connor had just said. He was silently glad that Connor and Abby hadn't had a fight, but he also silently resented Jack for upsetting Abby so much. He understood that he might have been angry for Abby and Connor leaving him, but he assumed that Jack would be over the moon about them getting married. Apparently not.

It took him a few moments to realise that Connor was still talking. 'We asked him about walking her down the aisle, but he flat out refused to even be there. I've never seen Abby so upset.' Connor took a break to have a long gulp of his drink. Matt looked at Becker, obviously feeling uncomfortable in the situation and a little unsure of how to continue. Becker just shrugged, deep in thought. Matt turned back to Connor.

'Oh mate I'm really sorry to hear that. Can't you talk to Jack again in a few days when he's calmed down?' Connor looked up at Matt, looking a little less sad.

'I suggested that to Abs, but she said once he's made his mind up about something that's it. There's no changing it. I did suggest that she should ask Lester instead, she said she would, but I'm unsure if she has yet. Do you… do you think he'd say yeah?' The computer scientist looked up at the soldier and the team leader expectantly.

Matt smiled and agreed immediately, but it took a little longer for Becker, as he was deep in thought still. When he realised that the two men were both looking at him, he stood up quickly and put his coat on. 'Yeah I'm sure he will. He might act like he wouldn't want to, but he would.' He said hurriedly, reaching in his pocket for his phone.

Matt smirked and looked down at his drink. 'A bit like you agreeing to be best man then eh Becker?' Connor laughed lightly at Matt's remark but Becker just shrugged.

'Yeah I guess. Sorry I've got somewhere to be. Enjoy the rest of your night yeah?' He threw a twenty pound note on the table. 'Have another round on me.' With that he rushed out of the pub phone still in hand.

Matt and Connor just stared at Becker's retreating form as he practically ran out of the pub. 'Well, someone's in a hurry' Connor sighed, taking another sip of his drink.

'Anyone would think that he's meeting Jess,' Matt said, causing Connor to laugh a little.

'Nahh, she'll still be at work.'

A few moments of silence passed before Matt spoke up again.

'So, you got any ideas for your stag?'

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Abby and Connor were two of his closest friends, and Abby was like a sister to him, he hated the thought of her upset and crying because of that urchin of a little brother. Becker half ran to his car, dialling a number. He had something, or someone to sort out.

When Becker reached his car, he sat inside and waited for her to answer.

'Hi Becker' Her chirpy voice carried through the phone.

'Hi Jess, are you alone?' Jess went quiet on the other side of the phone for a few seconds.

'Excuse me?' She sounded a little bit confused, so Becker decided to ask again.

'Are you alone? Is Abby with you?'

'No, she's not here. She just left to take Emily home. Why? Do you need me to call her? Is something wrong with Connor? What's happened? Is everything ok?'

Becker had to chuckle at her slightly panicked voice. She was always so concerned for everyone's safety; she often jumped to the worst conclusions. 'Jess? Everything's fine and theres nothing wrong with Connor, so stop worrying. I just need you to do something for me…'

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A short while later Becker came off of the phone to jess, in his hand a crumpled piece of paper, with the address Jess had just given him. He put on his seatbelt and looked t the address once more before driving away, a determined look on his face. Abby was like his sister, and nothing was going to stop her from having the wedding of her dreams, the wedding she wanted. The wedding she deserved.